@gemcraft
So there was this shop that had caught his interest. Small but intriguing, offering ‘magic’. For a Caster with weakened spells this felt almost like a temporal solution for his ‘situation’.
Finding out would do no harm. And so, with empty pockets, a staff, and a bright smile, Caster weaseled his way into the shop.
“Oi!” he called out at the keeper as he entered the store. The hood shadowed his face but his voice was unmistakable for those who knew him, just as the loose blue streaks peeking out of the hood.
The carved staff planted next to him as he attempted his best to embody the druid he was supposed to be.
“Do you have any runes for sale? Y’know, flat, inscribed squares. Oh, and a map of the leylines will help too.”















