"Thanks Caine" Gerrik whispers nervously as he pick Brand's lock with wisdom Caine had given him. Within seconds he unlocks the door. He looks around to make sure no one is looking and steps inside. The room was what he expected. It look liked his in a way. With all the magic artifacts lying around on tables and shelves. It seemed to Gerrik that Brand had a morbid taste in magic. He searched for any clues on what Brand was planning against him. Not finding anything in the main room, Gerrik moves into the bedroom. A worn book catches his eye automatically. Brand's spell journal.
"Odd?" Gerrik questions. Why would Brand leave his journal? Gerrik picks it up know that there would be something in it that would answer why Brand was after him. Flipping pages Gerrik sees different spells that Brand was working on. One caught his attention, it was the answer he didn't want. Gerrik swallowed hard. He put the book down quickly and left the room. In the main room, Brand was waiting...
"Learn anything interesting nephew?" Brand asked quietly as he snapped his fingers and the fireplace sparked up.
Gerrik could feel the sweat building on his forehead. He stood quietly not knowing what to say, what to do. Brand gets up slowly, picking up a magical artifact from a distant shadow, not paying attention to Gerrik.
"Funny, I come in this morning from a long tiring trip, and I am quite famished. I come in here and leave my belongings here and I go down to the kitchen- see I am not as lucky as you having a kitchen in my apartment" Brand comments sarcastically.
"And what do I find when I come back? My favorite nephew snooping around, READING my JOURNAL!" Brand now yelling, breathing hard as if he had run a marathon.
"Well Gerrik, I can't let you leave with all that you know, I know that you will let everybody else know."
Gerrik's mind was racing, he needed to get out of here before he was dead. It was too. The dreaded spell he had just read in Brand's journal was taking its course through his body. He was slowly being drained of life. He knew exactly what Brand was doing.
"Don't worry dearest nephew, you will be last one I kill." Gerrik could see the power building in Brand, his power.
With his last breath, Gerrik says "I will kill you before you have a chance." As Gerrik's body crumples to the floor, he could hear Brand evil laugh.....
| Tuesday, September 30, 1997 |
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