Last Chance (Part 1)

Jorl took deep breaths, using Invigoration to purge his body from the numbing poison of the alcohol and regain clarity of mind.

"Enough wallowing in our misery. Tell me the real reason you are here."

"I'm done being a victim." Orpal put the bottle of Red Dragon away. "I have a plan to take back my honor and life but to do that, I need your help. Teach me how to use Life Maelstrom and I'll pay you handsomely."

"You mean in booze?" Jorl nodded at the empty bottles.

"No." Orpal shook his head. "I mean-"

"Hold that thought!" Jorl rushed behind one of the mountain crests.

Soon the sound of a gurgling river and the pungent smell of ammonia filled the air.

"Much better." Jorl returned after a few minutes. "Continue."

"I mean I'm willing to teach you the secret of the violet core." Meln conjured a pulse of darkness magic to purge the humid stench that now wafted throughout the valley. "Isn't that what you want?"