Just because you bought a Wizard’s Hat from a tailor in a back alley shop off Peddler’s Row, it doesn’t make you a wizard. I believe I made the mistake of being convinced by the vendor that putting on this Wizard’s Hat would make me a great and powerful magician. Seems one of us was wrong. As I cast my magic, it become quite clear things weren’t right. I’m not sure if it was a good or bad thing I was practicing indoors. What I can say is, Mistakes Were Made.

This is about as bad as the time I bought that sack full of beans the vendor said were magic. I ate the whole bag and didn’t feel anymore powerful than when I started. I did have a devil of a time using the privy for several days afterward though, but I would hardly consider that magic.

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Oh Reindeer! What have I done??? The man in the shop said I just needed to wave my hands around frantically and everything would be fine!

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Oh No!!! Things have gone from bad to worse! Quick get a rope! Get a bucket! Get a saw!

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Maybe if we put some antlers over the top no one will notice…

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This Wizard’s Hat is cursed!! I’ve summoned the mythical and dangerous two-headed reindeer that guards the gates of Ravensmoor!

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All right, that’s it! Where the hell is that tailor! It’s all fun and games until someone makes me the buck end of their jokes! I won’t stand for it!

More brilliant musings about my adventures in New Britannia

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