you see a road not far away from camp so you take it. not too far off you see brigands chasing someone away. quickly you raise the staff and you charge.
as soon as you charged you tripped and hit your arm on a knife that was on the floor. "for the love of god...is that a knife?"you say and pick it up" looks a little too big and crooked for a knife i'll hang onto it"
the brigands see you and charge. You start chanting curses, the brigands stop dead in there traps due to your curse. "what the hell did you do to me?!" screams a brigand " i'll ask the questions here. Why were you chasing that person?!"you scream. "you idiot that wasn't a person you clod! that was an assassin sent to kill us. hence the small knives she kept on her."
"if that was an assassin i'll go after her"you say while walking away."hey! undo this curse you heartless wizard! or i'll have your head!" screams another brigand coming down the road
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