[3] Thumbleweed's Tower

[Supremacy 3357]

Author/s: Supremacy

REGION 3: Thumbleweed's Tower

 

Poor Old Thumbleweed:

 

The poor “Wizard” Thumbleweed was a halfling who by virtue of his aspirations to become the most grand wizard the descendants had ever seen found himself estranged from his other halfling kin who were much more fond of feasting and froliking than the eldritch arts that Thumbleweed persued. It is said that when he became of age, the precise age that a halfling became of age being a mystery to the author, he traveled far from his home so that he might study the arcane and make a name for himself. With the small amount of gold that the poor halfling had he settled on a cliff and built himself a home. A tower, he thought, would be appropriate for a soon to be powerful wizard like he.

 

And so his home was made and so his studies began. Day by day and night by night the poor halfling toiled away in his tower searching desperately for a sliver of the magical realm they call “the void”. But day by day and night by night the poor halfling failed— Perhaps his dwarven blood prevented him from finding the arcane realm or perhaps not all descendants are capable of finding it. None the less, as time went on the halfling grew increasingly desperate and spent more time each day on his futile task.

 

It is said over many years the halfling wasted away; impoverished and dejected.

 

A Scrap of Paper Found in Elven Lands:

Thumbleweed the fool,

Sitting in his tower,

Passing every hour,

Searching for the sorcerer's tool,

 

Thumbleweed the failed,

Gazing into his book,

Looki— *The scrap has no more writing on it*

 

*Someone else’s writing appears below*

This, Aldereki, is the poorest work I have seen in years. Your assignment is not even complete.

— Iyathir Aereos