[K T Ong]

Before long, Sir Jorlon returned with a pile of firewood. As he laid it on the ground where he meant to build a fire, Rufus waved his wand and the wood pile burst into flames.

"Pardon me," apologised Rufus. "Magic is so much fun." He waved his wand again and a large bowl of fruit appeared before everyone. "Come, friends, let's help ourselves while the carrot and steak are being prepared."

"A good magician, aren't you?" commented Morgeruat. "Where did you acquire your skills from?"

Rufus smiled. "I was rescued and adopted when a babe by the archmage Magnus Viridinus. He's a kind but strict person and it was he who tutored me in the art of magic. I believe you'll like him. Perchance he can help both of you in your quests! We live in a complex of large underground chambers in this forest, which he created with his spells. Incidentally, he made me shift by hand three times a week all the giant magic tomes of his library, as part of the work of keeping our dwelling place clean and tidy."

Sir Jorlon laughed and slapped Rufus in the back. "So that's why you're so strongly built!"

[ 03-31-2002, 10:22 AM: Message edited by: K T Ong ]