What Do You Earn?

[The story so far: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven. Meanwhile, the rest of the magical world remains free of the ridiculous thought procedures of the wizards, but they continue to do so. ***The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Age of Wonders: Shadow Magic which I highly recommend.]

The Wizard of Wind had managed to start a new store in the middle of the city to spread information about the children of the wizards and sorceresses who were earning high salaries. He had made a big list about the same, and had put the name of his son at the top. He was always amending the list and showing it to others, and he had named the place the Hall of Fame with Coffee where he would boast about his family to everyone who comes to have a drink. Anyone who desired not to hear about the same were immediately thrown out of the shop.

The wizards join at the central tower...

The wizard’s idea is not the smartest, but it is mostly the most one-sided.

“But why are you so much after the money? Isn’t there life beyond the strength of coins?” a satyr asked once. He also had the opportunity to repeat the question, which was not going to be tolerated by a wizard.

“You have no knowledge about the truth; you are not even close to knowing” said the Wizard of Wind before throwing him out through the window with the help of his skeletal minions.

“Replace the glass windows and keep them open so that we can throw more people out at regular intervals” he added.
“But it is still the truth, isn’t it? Everyone sees some truth in it” a waiter asked.

“It is not the truth that I believe in and wish to spread. It bothers me and relieves me of my awesomeness” The Wizard of Wind said.

“Oh. Do we need to know anything to make sure that only your truth stands? Is it our ultimate aim?” the waiter asked.

“Just follow the procedure and throw all those who come with any other version of truth right through the window with the same velocity. I wish to make a magical spell which does that automatically, but I am too busy with praising my people and blaming others that I am not that good with the magic any more” added the Wizard of Wind with quite a good amount of anger.

“So, you need only two types of people; only those with a lot of money or the ones who praise your ideas about how it is awesome to have a lot of money with plans to earn even more coin” the waiter further asked.

“Yes, now you got what I want and usually talk about. You can now go back to work” the Wizard of Wind instructed.

“So, the salary is at sixty five thousand. I have to see how these Pounds, Dinars and Dollars convert into rupees and see how much that boy earns. Then I can make a table on how much he saves by making a guess about how much is spent and also how much is needed for his home. Then I will find a formula which adds the salary of the wives if there are any. Only with the money earned can I find out the goodness. Only the rich children can be good and useful people, I know that” the Wizard of Wind told himself.

The rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory

There will be no talk about the rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory.

The Wizard of Wind found it very difficult not to compare people, as it had become part of his life. Now, with a lot of advice gained and the Orb of Negativity, he could always make his plans work in an easier way. The ultimate weapon for pessimism was always within his reach and he could use it to his advantage. The world of politics inside the realm of magic was nothing without people like him, even as he knew very less of how much more he could do if he could have chosen goodness as righteousness.

[To be continued…]

TeNy

Far Away from Home

[THE STORY SO FAR: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven Eldar which he takes to The Wizard of Life along with Orb of Negativity; and he thus attains knighthood. ***The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Age of Wonders III: Shadow Magic, a turn-based strategy title which I highly recommend.]

The wizards surely had their plans and were working on the same, even though it made no sense outside their world. At the same time, far away from the so called civilization around the towers of the wizards, a song was heard, something of frustration and revolution; something which reflected more than one world beyond the dimensions. There was a large crowd assembled around a giant rock which had the shape of a rugby ball, and it was a mixed group of races belonging to the woods. The day was getting over, but not the enthusiasm of the people. The song was as follows:

The wizards join at the central tower...

The wizards’ world is all beauty from the outside, but beware of what lies beneath…

We are not of the fake world
Not part of a universe of chaos
Which pretends to be perfect
Guided by pretenders to the throne.

We have nothing to do with that world
Which thrives on inequality
Where people are forced to be something
Like the engineers or healers called doctors.

It is that world in which people are judged
By being an engineer or doctor or not
And by the money that they earn
And the colour of their bloody skin.

We don’t know of those wizards
Who have different rules for everyone
And thinks that it is all about money
Greedy for more and more of the moolah.

Love is fair in the case of some offsprings
Especially those who fall in love
With the rich ones; gets the approval
But loving even the slightly poor is banned.

The rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory

The rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory is rather the fair one…

Those who are fair are the smart ones
A title which is instantly given
And the dark-skinned gets nothing
From the wizards of the grand towers.

We don’t belong their show-offs
Neither will we attend their vanity
Reflected in their grand programs
Driven by inequality and false pride”.

“So they really have different rules for education and love? And even on the basis of skin?” asked a satyr while cheering for the song.

“The man from the wizards’ bloodline has spoken about the same; so it has to be true” said a centaur while drinking a cup of tea.

“Bloody idiots. This is why I never want to meet a wizard. I always hated those white beards. They look so fake” remarked the satyr.

“We should ask some of those creatures of the night to bite then” added the centaur.

“I would steal their beards or ask a halfling rogue to do that!” murmured satyr.

“I hope that their bloodlines will be better informed about the same” said another centaur who came into take a cup of black tea.

[To be continued…]

TeNy