The Wandering Wizard

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The Wandering Wizard, known in some parts of Aegis as Availer, was among the strongest commanders of magic across the land. The Wandering Wizard was believed to be descended from the ancient Aengul race but wandered Aegis helping its citizens and remaining elusive behind a shield of powerful magic. This magic helped keep the advances of the Undead at bay in Aegis and prevent them from taking over the whole world. He was instrumental in many battles against the Undead, fighting them off alongside ordinary Aegeans.

On Ahad, the 8th of the Deep Cold in the year 1336, the Wandering Wizard appeared in Al'Khazar and sent a message across all the lands of Aegis. He requested the aid of all who could assist him in transporting three relics to the Cloud Temple of Aegis. A large crowd gathered in the Humans capital, composed mostly of Humans but also containing representatives of all races. The procession started on their way to the Cloud Temple down the King's Road, where they were immediately attacked. Undead cast lightning upon the travelers and undead minions appeared out of thin air. The Wandering Wizard used his powerful magic to try and hold off the attacks, which intensified the closer the group got to the Cloud Temple. Along the way the Wandering Wizard kept encouraging the defenders, telling them that the relics had to be protected at all costs from falling into Undead hands. By the time the procession reached the Cloud Temple an unknown number of defenders had already been killed on the King's Road. It was at the Cloud Temple that the Undead launched their greatest attack of the battle, casting powerful enough magic at the Cloud Temple to nearly break it to pieces. A cry was raised to enter the Cloud Temple, which would hopefully provide sanctuary. As the defenders entered the Cloud Temple, the Wandering Wizard was seemingly killed by the Undead. They made off with three objects, identified by those present as eggs. Following his death the Undead were able to launch increasingly greater attacks, culminating in the final Battle for Aegis. During the final attack on the Cloud Temple, it was revealed that the eggs were those of Dragons, and had hatched. Attacking Dragons destroyed large parts of the Cloud Temple and Laurelin in the battle.

The Wandering Wizard was assumed dead. On Tolta, 10th of The Grand Harvest, Year 57 he returned in Asulon. According to Monk Talmb, the Wizard had spent over 57 years trapped in an unknown place between Aegis and the Verge. It was a little known fact that even after he was slain by the Undead, that the Monks of the Cloud Temple managed to obtain his soulstone and brought it the Wilven Sanctuary where it acted as an 'anchor' of sorts and allowed the Wandering Wizards soul to return to the corporeal world. Shortly after assisting the Dwarves of Kal'Dwain battle a group of Drakes, the Wandering Wizard, now the White Wizard, vanished as suddenly as he appeared in the first place, leaving more questions unanswered than before. The current status of the Wizard is unknown, although it's entirely possible he may once again resurface when there is need of him.

Quotes

"I have heard your pleas, my fellow citizens of Aegis. Times are dark, but there is hope yet. I have opened a portal to a faraway island that I discovered during my travels - The Verge. Perhaps Aegis shall find the answer to its troubles there. Go forth and explore these new lands, and may good fortune come to you all." - The Wandering Wizard addressing the denizens of Aegis when a portal to the Verge was opened.

Books

The Wandering Wizard wrote The Ancient History, and also kept a journal chronicling his journeys.

Journal Entries

Joma, 13th Of The First Seed, 1322

I write this in a hurry, as darkness falls upon Aegis, I know that tonight will not be safe. Dark times are ahead. The Sages were not what the people thought they were, long did the people of Aegis show mistrust in their ways. They did not take part in most of the wars and battles in the north, regardless of my councils, the Sages kept in their keeps hoarding power and wealth, in their academies studying the intricacies of magic and searching for the hidden relics of Aeriel.

Some Ascended were true to their blood and showed the ferocity and mastery that was expected from their great descent. They fought like lions against the Undead and to this day, are spread across the lands defending our homes and cities from the ever creeping doom.

I confronted the Sages in their magnificent city. I found them invested in their books, studying the ancient lore of the weapons of Aeriel. I put my hand on Sage Riizu's shoulder, reminding him of his place in Aegis as the leader of the last defense, his place as protector of Aegis. In a fit of rage, the Sage stood up and shouted, spittle erupting from the darkness of his hood. "What do you know about Aegis? What do you know about the Undead? Let the Sages be you old fool, your task is done, return to your creator!"

The Sage raised his golden staff, "Perhaps as a bounty, we may receive the Axe of Aeriel in return for your corpse." Madness glinted under the dark hood. I could not believe what I was seeing; I did not expect that power would corrupt this grand order. I rose, terrible as a mountain, in a booming voice, I replied, "Dare you confront me? When have the Sages of Aeriel fallen to such madness?" With one sweep of my arm, his staff was broken. "Your staff is broken, you are no longer able to lead the sages, go and live the rest of your days in the wilds."

An ominous silence began to permeate through the room and I could feel the presence of others. A voice I recognized as that of Sage Sue began to speak. "Wizard, we know you wish to become the King of Aegis, we see the greed in your motives. You will never lead…" Sage Riizu let out a laugh, "Without us, the Undead will scourge the land and Aegis will become nothing more than a barren wasteland. It's time we left… Aegis does not deserve our power or knowledge."

In a flash, the Sages left me where I stood. Since that day I have not seen or heard of them. They have left Haven in disarray, the Ascended leaderless. Darkness covers the land and it is no longer safe to travel in the dark, the Undead multiply, and I can feel the taint on the wind as it becomes greater and greater.