No Storm Lasts Forever, a DND inspired story, by Allan Concillado

Chapter Three: The Flying Tower, Part Seven

     The tower flew through the skies as it headed towards Goldmoor. The party rested their body and mind as they sailed the clouds. Phil tinkered with the pixie dust. He mixed it with a variety of liquids to make a potion of some sorts. Zephyr helped him in his experiment.

     Ledias opened her eyes from her long rest and looked around. Her head was still aching from the event, but she was fine otherwise. She sat up and stretched. "Great timing, Ledias!" Phil greeted. He ran over to her and offered her a vial filled with golden mush. "Be my guinea pig."

     "Wait, what? Why?" She was half asleep and very confused.

     "Just do it." He pushed the vial into her hand. She didn't know what was happening, so she decided to gulp it down. The golden clumps of pixie dust wasn't disgusting. It actually tasted sweet, and only a bit bitter. She looked around, and was perfectly fine... was. The world started to spin around her and her head felt like it is being turned into goo. Her face turned red and she span around like a drunk person. The vial she drank was a Confusion Potion, what it does was in its name. It drugged her and she couldn't control her movements. She stumbled around, giggling and pushing the others sleeping on the ground.

     "Gah! What the hell!?" Sorvex yelled as he was kicked in the back. Ledias roamed around, waddling into the others as they woke up.

     "Well... that was a failure," Phil said, stifling his laugh. He continued to experiment with the pixie dust.

     Sorvex grabbed Ledias and shook her. "Snap out of it!" he yelled

     "But I don't have all of the gems yet," she replied, tripping over literally nothing.

     "What the hell are you talking about? Okay, how about this? Cast Aid on yourself," Sorvex suggested.

     Ledias nodded. She placed her hand on herself. "A...Ai...A- Divine Smith you little-" the very moment she "accidentally" casted Divine Smith on herself, holy magic entered her shoulder and she was sent flying to the wall and nearly got knocked out. Sorvex facepalmed and sighed.

     "I think I did it!" Phil exclaimed. He held a glowing vial. The contents were "pure gold" and shined a bright yellow aura. The vial was extremely small, with only a few drops of the golden elixir. "Bon appetit!" Phil drank the vial. The golden liquid travelled down his throat all the way to his stomach. Strength surged through his body and his veins glowed a bright white. He clenched his first, nearly making his skin bleed due to the force of his nails. "I can feel the magic coursing through my veins!" Phil yelled, and as soon as it started, the overwhelming strength coursing through his veins vanished. He turned towards Zephyr. "We did it!"

     The cloud giant didn't hear, for he was pacing the room and cursing. "No. No, no, no, no, no!" He was freaking out and pulled out the hairs on his head, but they just grew back as soon as they were plucked out. "Can someone please hide me!?" he asked.

     "Why? What's going on?" Orinus asked.

     "The truth is, I stole this tower from the other storm giants," Zephyr answered

     "Your telling me that this isn't your tower!?" Sorvex questioned.

     "No, it's been mine for 200 years- of course it's not mine! Now please hide me!"

     Justin approached him. "I got this, I confidentially claim in a posed look." She raised her hands and magic started to glow out of her hands.

     "Let me help!" Ledias drunkenly said as she stumbled to Justin and grabbed her shoulder.

     "Wait-" Justin tried to stop her, but she had her hand on her shoulder already.

     "B...bl...bles- Branding Smith!" Ledias yelled and holy magic slammed into Justin, sending her flying to the wall. Luckily, the spell was already casted on Zephyr and he got disguised as a fireplace on the 2nd floor.