With a little magic

Cautiously you head back into the hall and onward, growing more and more uneasy the farther you go, certain that you will meet some kind of guard, or one of the people that you met briefly before. Two more doors later and you finally see the light of day coming through a rather large window like opening. “The world will soon by yours my lord.” As you hear the sultry voice of the same one that dispelled your potion some time ago, the blood in your veins turns to ice. You can hear several people just outside of a closed door. Then the latch begins to move and in a panic you take the only option you can think of and dive out the window.

The error of your decision is instantly apparent as you find yourself 50 or more feet off the ground. “Oh fuck.” Is all you can say, quietly, as the ground races up at you. Time seems to slow as you plummet to your certain **** when a flash of what almost seems like a memory hits you and a single word you can't begin to understand flashes in your mind. “Azqalarsetus.” As you say it aloud your fall slows and somehow you land softly on your feet. “Cool.” Quietly you look around and see you have once again found yourself on the banks of a large body of water. From this point to the side of the large castle or cathedral you were inside of you can see the city sprawl like a scene out of a movie some distance to the north. “Well I guess I have some magic after all. Weird.” You try and concentrate on making your eyes glow or anything, and like before nothing happens. “Well, I guess I'll have to ask someone about that.” You say looking around. With no real better option you decide to head into town and see if anyone wants to buy the bundle of weapons you are carrying. “Uugh, these are heavy. I hope this is worth the effort.” Talking to yourself seems to help a bit, and you are soon making your way through the narrow streets of some ancient looking city.

Wondering around taking it all in, you can't believe that it is all real. At a glance it looks like what you would imagine Rome might have looked over a thousand years ago, yet the beautiful woman, with light green skin, and wearing nothing more than a tight leather bikini walks past you with a full grown wolf at her side, tells you otherwise. As if the fact that you have now used magic successfully on several occasions weren't enough to tell you that this place was far from the home you now find it increasingly hard to remember. As you continue you finally spot what you are looking for, what appears to be a general store. Slipping in past a rather large man with tusks, you walk up to a thin man with a bit of a pot belly, no hair on his head, and two rather large gold hoop earrings, wearing a simple yet well tailored white and black robe.

“Aah, what can I do for you miss?”

I knew I looked like a chick, you can't help but think as you walk forward and plop the bundle on the counter. “How much will you give me for these?” Flashing him your best, gimme what I want smile.

“Let's see, ooh these are quite nice. Hmmm I'll give you 15 silver each.”

You have no idea, but you know you have to try a little, “Well there are 11 here, you know you can get a good price for these, how about 200 for the lot?” Then as he scratches his chin without really thinking you add, “I could throw in a little something else if you wanted.” With a coy little smile.

He looks you over and a smile starts to form on his face.