- >you are a life mage in training
- >you’ve got the basics down well
- >your new assignment: find a dying animal in the forest and magic it back to health
- >that animal will be your new familiar
- >look for hours out in the woods with the help of an elf bro, absolutely nothing
- >hear a murmuring from the north, go to check it out
- >you’re greeted by a herd of fluffies
- >there’s a small pile of them in the middle, with painful whimpering coming from the center
- >and at least two dozen pregnant dams
- >you sneak into the herd with your hand half over your eyes so you can still see, but it looks like you can’t.
- >these things are so stupid that you’re effectively invisible to them
- >slowly dislodge the fluffy pile with your free hand and extract fluffies until you can see the center
- >you find it, a blue unicorn with a huge bleeding gash in its side
- >it’s going to die like this
- >you haven’t found a single other injured animal today
- >your elf bro is snickering
- >god fucking damnit, this will have to do
- >you begin the incantation and physical movements for the spell, which requires you removing your hand from your eyes
- >you have been spotted
- Hewp fwuffy! Munsta doin gwowy stuff
- >oh well, it’s just a few of them, you’ve concentrated through thunderstorms before.
- Go way meany munstah, we hug fwuffy betuh. Smawty say gwowy stuff bad
- >thunderstorms don’t insult your art, but oh fucking well
- >this causes more fluffies to panic, the dams are starting to barely creep around
- No wun gwowy stuff! Dummy munstah get way fwum smawty! Gif owwies!
- >there are now fluffies bucking at your ankles with their marshmallow excuses for feet
- >you hear more clambering behind you, but oh well, the spell is actually starting now, and it’s wounds are starting to close
- No huwt mumma fwuffy, gwow no gud fow babehs! Take mumma away fwum munstah!
- >What the blueberry fuck muffins... you can’t turn around to see what’s happening this late in the spell
- >oh hey, your familiar to be can talk again
- Sacwifices must beh made
- >say what now?
- NUU NO HUWT MUMMA, BAYBES GUNNA
- >what the-
- >POP
- >what the fuck was that?
- >what the hell is going on?
- >too much going on at once
- >you can’t pay attention to the spell
- >oh son of a fucking bitch
- >you have miscast
- >but you came prepared, as your teacher has taught you to deal with them
- >focus the undirected positive energy into the fluffy
- >every last bit of it
- >it’s beginning to swell and mutate
- Nuuu! Stawp munstah! Smawty feew sick-
- >fluffy pony bursts like a water balloon filled with healing light
- >the energy in your body is back to manageable levels, you dissipate it into the forest
- >you hear loud POPs all around you
- >dams are flufsploding from the combination of fear and positive energy
- >mewling, so much mewling
- >hear a loud whumph
- >you can now hear your elf bro in the background again, laughing his fey ass off
- >look down
- >an eagle has crash landed in front of you
- >it must have gotten disoriented by the chaos and crashed
- >it’s hurt
- >wait a second
- >it’s hurt
- >oh hell the fuck yes
- >the far lower density of fluffies allows you to concentrate
- >you heal the eagle fully
- >you now have a badass eagle familiar
- >name him Stradivarius
- >fuck yeah
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F&F: Story 4, Strad&Alex 1: It can be dealt with
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