There are certain debates that get enormous attention. Like taxes. And proper pronunciation. But the debate in ancient times was what I was most interested in. “Which Creature is the most magical?” Maflin the magician once posed. This spawned large discussions among the races, from human to goblin to fairy to, well, god help us, elves. Mainly they all thought there own race was the best possible people created each by their own god. But those who suggested magic animals of un- governed creatures. The most common of these were: the phoenixes, Birds of Flame. But since half of the races stated that an animal that could be subdued with a pail of water should not be the greatest magical being (In my opinion a creature that could be subdued with a knife shouldn’t be the best either.)(There are three kinds of phoenix). Second is the Alvil. Alvil is a descendent of the Phoenix, but lost the flames. The Minuet Phoenix apparently breed with the Death Cockatoo. The Alvil can kill with a song and a touch from their feathers. Even though the Alvil has lost the flames the still call for phoenix when it starts to rain. Another mention is an ogre. Yes, I know it’s laughable affair, but since the man who said it was one of the most prestigious Wizards of his, hers, its (I can never tell dwarves apart. Same thing happens to me with goblins for some reason.) Sam. When asked how many days he spent studying giant scorpions. He replied “Four” and raised all twelve of his fingers. It claimed they had cities, manipulated everything, from wind to rain to death to life (the old coot). Several plants were nominated. But all were eaten by the goblins (their favorite delicacy. Who knew?). One was a blue barbed cactus. Light blue flowers. Beautiful. Another was mistle toe-like, bright red, extremely aggressive. Both looked delicious. Yum.

The debate was found unsolvable. So they went to different broad based classifications of magic. There were black magic, healing, and destruction, Etc. That didn’t work because every race each had a majority of one of those categories. So they went to specific names of magic such as: wizards, sages, druids, magician, healers, potions, pyres, elementals, black magician, foreseers, mage, holy wizards, monks/ high priests, enchanters, metamorphism, telepaths, apprentice. This worked. But it didn’t. They separated them into a list of superior and inferior magic. Holy wizards, elementals, healers, sages, and potions, in the end, were superior.

Of course this excluded the three illegal magic: Necromancy, creationists, and the most dangerous the unholy wizard. There is currently but one practicing unholy wizard. He is above the law. He’s the king. He is last descendent teacher of his practice. He plans to die with the last knowledge.

Obviously, that pisses everyone off. There were rumors of a rebellion. There were two ways he could of easily gotten out of settled this dispute. He could have given up the throne or he could have had disciples. But noooooooo, he had to go and use magic to show his people why they should stop rebelling. He showed that fighting him was fighting god. He showed why he was king. More than 500 people went into the castle to see his demonstration. Five came out. No mess, no bodies, no blood of any sort. The five that came out were now mute and blind. His name was King Hob. Hob Peter Goblin. Hob P. Gob. And no one opposed him (even though he was old and wrinkly.). He had 4 kids. Their ages are 45,36,25,11.

That is where we find our hero(s). They are… what you would call idiocy. They are searching for certain objects made from wizards past…