"Who are you?" asked Kolton all of a sudden.
"I'm Keishan, I'm your friend. What's going on?" I asked.
"I don't know you. Get away from our campsite," Kolton said and he went and started packing everything up. I threw a traceable matalic pin inside Kolton's pocket. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder. I hopped on my horse and rode away, following the general direction that I was told to.
I rode for the majority of the day, snacking along the way, until I ran into a little shack on the side of the path. I slowed my horse down and tied her to a nearby post. I walked towards the shack when I was hit in the back by a beam. I was paralyzed and everything went black.
I woke moments later inside of the shack tied magically to a chair. "Who sent you?" a rough voice asked from just out of my view.
"Who's asking?" I asked.
"Answer the question or the magical restraints get tighter," the man said.
When I remained silent, they got tighter. I finally couldn't stand it. "I am Keishan," I said in between gasps, "I feel that I have no choice, so I will tell you all of it. I am an untrained wizard and I am omix."
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The Forgotten Wizard
FantasyKeishan is going about his regular day, when he enters into a magic world filled with wizards, dragons, elves, and all other kinds of magical creatures.