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It was just a reindeer, you sometimes saw them in the enchanted forest.
LittleDino22 jumped. They, in all their time exploring this Minecraft world, had never seen a reindeer.
They backed away slowly.
They heard rustling from the trees and got out their Power 5, Unbreaking 3, Punch 2, Mending 1 bow out, pointing it at the tree.
”Hello?” they called. “It’s me, LittleDino22, show yourself! Or I will shoot!”
The rustling began again. Then they heard a drinking noise. Then greyish-white particle effects appeared.
”Invisibility, huh? That won’t stop me. Show yourself or I’ll shoot!”
Another drinking noise. Then a bucket thrown on the ground. Somebody or something was standing there.
”A traveller! I see, what do you want from me?” questioned a voice.
”Who are you?” asked LittleDino22.
”I am but an elderly wizard.” The wizard stepped out.
“You are LittleDino22?” asked the wizard.
”Yes, but who are you?”
”Lower the bow first, I don’t like bows.”
LittleDino22 lowered the bow and took of their backpack, putting the bow in.
”Tell me who you are. I don’t want to have to kill you. Hardcore… when you die, you die.” LittleDino22 said, holding their backpack.
”I was just getting round to that! My name is Gwendolf and I am a wizard. I protect the forest.” Gwendolf brandished his wand.
”Any travellers must… and I mean must… show themselves worthy of magic. First, show me your broomstick, if you have one.”
LittleDino22 pointed a finger in the air. There was their trusty red broomstick, hovering up there.
”Good. Now, your wand.”
LittleDino22 reluctantly opened his backpack and rummaged through it, getting out his old wand. They never liked to show people the wand for fear they would chuck them out.
”Now, last but not least, your magical ability.”
LittleDino22 got out their brewing stand, a few water bottles, a glistening melon and some blaze powder. They were just about to brew a healing potion when…
”No, no, that’s basic stuff. Non-wizards know that stuff. Show me your real wizard magic, your power.” said the wizard.
“Don’t have one.” muttered LittleDino22.
”All wizards and witches do. You clearly have one. No non-wizards can obtain broomsticks and wands.”
LittleDino22 thought about what their power might be. Water? No, water was used to brew potions, in their eyes. Nature? No, not really their style. Electricity? Probably not. But… fire?
“Maybe fire?” said LittleDino22.
”Go on then, have a go.”
LittleDino22 tried their hardest to think about their fire power and tried to make flames come shooting from their hands. But after 10 minutes of trying, LittleDino22 gave up.
”Beginners always find it hard. Are you a beginner?” asked the wizard.
”Does finding the broom and wand a couple of days ago make me a beginner?”
”Yes, and now I know what you need to do. First, you need to find the element you suit most. Fire might not be your element. Second, you need to learn how to use that element properly and master it.”
TO BE CONTINUED
LittleDino22 jumped. They, in all their time exploring this Minecraft world, had never seen a reindeer.
They backed away slowly.
They heard rustling from the trees and got out their Power 5, Unbreaking 3, Punch 2, Mending 1 bow out, pointing it at the tree.
”Hello?” they called. “It’s me, LittleDino22, show yourself! Or I will shoot!”
The rustling began again. Then they heard a drinking noise. Then greyish-white particle effects appeared.
”Invisibility, huh? That won’t stop me. Show yourself or I’ll shoot!”
Another drinking noise. Then a bucket thrown on the ground. Somebody or something was standing there.
”A traveller! I see, what do you want from me?” questioned a voice.
”Who are you?” asked LittleDino22.
”I am but an elderly wizard.” The wizard stepped out.
“You are LittleDino22?” asked the wizard.
”Yes, but who are you?”
”Lower the bow first, I don’t like bows.”
LittleDino22 lowered the bow and took of their backpack, putting the bow in.
”Tell me who you are. I don’t want to have to kill you. Hardcore… when you die, you die.” LittleDino22 said, holding their backpack.
”I was just getting round to that! My name is Gwendolf and I am a wizard. I protect the forest.” Gwendolf brandished his wand.
”Any travellers must… and I mean must… show themselves worthy of magic. First, show me your broomstick, if you have one.”
LittleDino22 pointed a finger in the air. There was their trusty red broomstick, hovering up there.
”Good. Now, your wand.”
LittleDino22 reluctantly opened his backpack and rummaged through it, getting out his old wand. They never liked to show people the wand for fear they would chuck them out.
”Now, last but not least, your magical ability.”
LittleDino22 got out their brewing stand, a few water bottles, a glistening melon and some blaze powder. They were just about to brew a healing potion when…
”No, no, that’s basic stuff. Non-wizards know that stuff. Show me your real wizard magic, your power.” said the wizard.
“Don’t have one.” muttered LittleDino22.
”All wizards and witches do. You clearly have one. No non-wizards can obtain broomsticks and wands.”
LittleDino22 thought about what their power might be. Water? No, water was used to brew potions, in their eyes. Nature? No, not really their style. Electricity? Probably not. But… fire?
“Maybe fire?” said LittleDino22.
”Go on then, have a go.”
LittleDino22 tried their hardest to think about their fire power and tried to make flames come shooting from their hands. But after 10 minutes of trying, LittleDino22 gave up.
”Beginners always find it hard. Are you a beginner?” asked the wizard.
”Does finding the broom and wand a couple of days ago make me a beginner?”
”Yes, and now I know what you need to do. First, you need to find the element you suit most. Fire might not be your element. Second, you need to learn how to use that element properly and master it.”
TO BE CONTINUED
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