| Written below the above entry, with exaggerated care.
Following the nonsense of last night, it turns out there's a warrant for my arrest. One-thousand gold, and an hour in stocks.
I certainly don't plan to allow them to put me on display, like some exhibit, completely vulnerable.
It only takes one in a crowd, with a notion to do harm, and of the people who would come to see the half-daemon in the stocks, I imagine more than one would have such ideas.
I have no problem with the fine. Not that I can afford to pay it, but I can earn the gold, or borrow it.
Perhaps, I'll have to break a few more laws, until they replace the stocks with something more civil, like a night in a cell.
The night before this discovery, I conducted an experiment (likely the first of many), into the root problem of all of this.
I'd noticed previously that I could be quick to anger, since the incident with the rift. Although it was always relatively easy to keep a level of calm, or otherwise release it harmlessly.
I had a suspicion that the root problem may be related. Fighting an invasion would tend to make one angry, at the very least.
The format of the experiment was simply to cause anger, and have the effect observed. I'm sure my critics would feel some satisfaction at the apparent recklessness of the test, although I took all precautions to limit potential harm to anything, including myself (Footnote: Not that furious struggling against physical restraint left me completely unharmed).
I was able to learn a lot from the experiment.
It turned out that I was easier to anger than I'd anticipated, which wasn't entirely what I was looking for, but worth discovering in a controlled environment.
When angered, it predictably washed over me, like a wave. Like strong currents, I was drawn along almost helplessly, although the physical restraint was sufficient to limit me to most shouting.
Although, a small outburst with something similar to telekinesis, was rather unexpected (Footnote: My books and components were isolated, at the time. And, through restraint, I would have been unable to cast normally. It appeared innate, strikingly similar to the spellcasting abilities of daemons, and other magical creatures.).
Once the anger subsided, I was left clear-headed.
It was different, though. There was a clarity to my thoughts, and my perception no longer seemed hampered by my uncorrected vision (which was still unclear).
This will require further consultation, if not experimentation.
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You unearth a large piece of blackrock!
You carefully place it in your backpack.
You see: a blackrock elemental
You are dead. |