Fae Bat Harassment
Flapping in my face, this crazy thing made of fae energy wouldn't go
away. Everywhere I ran in the wilderness and on my ship, fae bats
swarmed around me, flapping at me. I'd kill one, then another would
appear. Screaming in outrage at the god Vryce, I asked, "Why, why, has
this horrible plague come upon Medievia?"
The heavens opened, and a terrible fury descended upon me. Words
boomed in my ears louder than the cries of a hundred angry nerds.
The voice of Vryce thundered forth, "Why dost thou question the will
I stammered in reply, "Uh, sorry, all-powerful one, I didn't mean to
question you, but these bats are annoying."
The voice continued with deathly calm, "If you don't like the bats,
you could always be erased, purged from our world, turned into dust...
then the bats wouldn't bother you."
Heart pounding, I replied, "You know, I think I'm starting to like the
A sly, amused chuckle accompanied his next words, "I knew you would.
Here, have some more."
As Vryce disappeared, the fogs of the land gathered around me and the
bats came in swarms. Luckily, they were extremely easy to kill.
As I killed the fae bats, small amounts of fae energy began to build
upin my body. I attempted to use the magic, but the power was too much
for me, and I began to feel rather dazed and confused. After killing
many fae bats, the fog began to fade. When it was gone, my fae magic
began to disappear with it.