Resetting The Stage

The Wizard on the Coast has just met Wizard #7696 after the hurricane destroyed the wizards humble lemonade stand.




Cromwell leads the Wizard on the Coast to a grotto on the larger island.

Inside was his tavern, damaged by the storms—roof broken, windows shattered, tables scattered. 



“This is my tavern” Cromwell said. “It’s a mess now.”


“I’ll fix it,” WOTC said.

He grabbed his tools and went to work with his familiar Wilson, patching the roof, fixing windows, and setting bar right.

By the next morning, the tavern stood whole again.


“Great work!” Cromwell said. “The Kelpie Academy staff come to relax here in the evenings.”

Those storms hit the academy up the cliff too. It’s a big school for young wizards, but it’s damaged. They could use a wizard with your skills to fix the academy”


"Let's go take a look" WOTC says to Cromwell.


Cromwell leads WOTC and Wilson up a path to the academy. Upon the academy entrance were fallen palm trees.

The blue-roofed buildings stood strong. But many of the windows were damaged from the wind and trees causing damage within the Academy halls.

A window to the theatre room was left open, ruining all the production equipment and soaking the stage.



“A lot of work here.” Cromwell says to the wizard. “The previous grounds keeper didn’t board up all the windows. Never trimmed the trees. It will take a while to finish such a large project.”


A Blue hat wizard in a shimmering white robe with a red courage staff comes outside to greet Cromwell and meet WOTC. 



“I’m the Head Scholar,Wizard #8435,” the wizard says. “Cromwell tells me you rebuilt his tavern. We could use a wizard with your skills to fix the academy.”

Amir hands WOTC a KAOTC spellbound key. Glowing blue from its enchantment.



“This Academy Key give you full access to the Academy. I need you to immediately start with the common areas. The Theare will have to wait. ” 



WOTC took the key and said. “Will do.”

WOTC went to work fixing the academy, clearing debris and patching walls with stone. Wilson moved as much as a little rat can. Mostly small sticks and a couple rocks.

Later that afternoon, in the hallway, WOTC runs into a wizard wearing blue lined coveralls.



“I’m Wizard #9868,” he said. “Professor of Magical Science. I also run the Laboratory. You the new wizard?”


“I’m the Wizard on the Coast,” WOTC said. “Just helping.”



“I’m good with spells,” Udor explains with a spark of magic in his hand.

Noticing the abilities Udor possesses. WOTC pulls out the broken HAM radio from his bag. 


“I found this after the first storm,” he said. "It crackled with a signal—something about magic news.”


Udor leaned closer, eyes wide. 



“If we could tune into the right frequency, this radio could be powerful.” Udor explained. “I will be working in the laboratory this weekend, I have a solution in my old research books. Meet me back here on Monday evening.”



WOTC nods. “Will do.” 


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