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Black Eagle was proud of his wizard costume for the big Halloween party and was admiring it in the polished chrome of the elevator walls leading from his condo to the parking lot below. It was nice to be able to take his staff with him as the other mages and shamans had been teasing him the entire time of his thesis when he took the staff with him everywhere. It had been sitting in a corner since last year’s Halloween gathering dust despite being his greatest magical creation. Leaving the elevator he started walking to his parked Eurocar Westwind 3000i when he noticed four suspicious looking riff raff Anglos and Japanese standing next to a beat up van that really shouldn’t belong to anyone in his condo. One of them a white skinned Ork pulled out a gun and shoots the woman who just came out of the elevator behind him in a blinding flash of movement.
“Oh, my creator what’s going on?” Black Eagle said in shock having never personally seen violence outside of the gym or an Urban Brawl match on the trid.
“Keep out of this Gandalf and you’ll live but mess with us and you’re a geeked.” snarled an Anglo human in heavily accented Nipponese style Cityspeak like someone from San Francisco or a Japanese ghetto in Seattle not a sane and safe place like Sante Fe.
Two of the men ran to the woman just outside the elevator and one of them shouted “The narcojet worked she’s out!”
“Grab her and move, I want this extraction done and done in fifteen.” snarled the Anglo Ork who must be the leader.
The two street trash were dragging the woman dressed to the nines in faux Elven costume including a fine looking bow. “She must be going to the same party I am going to!”
Screwing up his courage Black Eagle raised his staff and pointing it at the two gangers or whatever they are and said “Crear Fuego!” thus casting his first spell in combat. Flames leapt from the tip of his staff engulfing the two men carrying their victim causing them to drop her and run and roll on the ground trying to stop the burning.
The Anglo Ork spun and fired two shots at him striking his chest. Black Eagle looked down expecting to see holes in his chest but instead saw two small darts trapped in the folds of his wizard’s robes.
“Drek! Marty grab the girl and get her in the van I’ll geek the mage.” The ork tossed his gun through the window of the van and turned to Black Eagle and started sprinting while his hands started to glow.
“Crear Fuego!” Black Eagle screamed at the ork as the flames poured into the space he had been a second before as he weaved back and forth zig zagging until he was suddenly only a few feet away untouched by the flames.
Panicked Black Eagle realized that he had no chance of hitting him with a flame bolt but the only other spell that might be useful was Sleeptouch and there was no way he…wait I attuned this Staff so I could channel that old spell I used to put my brother and sister to sleep when I was a kid through the staff he’d just need to touch him with it.
Black Eagle thrust the staff at the Ork who dodged the blow with ease and moved in to strike when Black Eagle awkwardly turned the thrust into a push and the Ork automatically grabbed the staff between Black Eagle’s hands which would ordinarily allow the Ork to overwhelm quickly his opponent only this time it let Black Eagle put him to sleep with a single whispered “Crear Sueno.” The Ork could feel the magic flow into him through the staff as he had just enough time for his eyes to glaze over and his face to turn slightly puzzled looking as he slumped to the ground.
Black Eagle turned to the last man and brought up his staff and the last man ran. Bringing up his AR GUI from his ‘link he called Knight Errant and alerted them to the situation with the lady and her location along with the two dead and one sleeping gangers. After getting his first close look at her he realized she was Holly MacMann the network reporter who had had several major successful stories in the news about corruption in the Pueblo Corporate Council and had done a piece on racism against Anglos and Utes with their glass ceiling in the upper echelon corporate and government positions most of which are held by Hopis and Zunis.
Magic Staff Ritual:
[Metamagic: Attunement and Ceremonial Magic, Spell]
This metamagical Ritual allows the mage to “enchant” or more properly ensorcel a staff (or other item) to become an extension of the magician. This allows the initiate to cast touch spells through the staff as if the mage is touching the target and also allows the casting of elemental spells onto the item. This adds that type of elemental damage for as long as the combat spell is sustained. If the staff successfully damages an opponent when used normally as a melee weapon the elemental spell channeled into the staff provides its Secondary Effect. Only one spell at a time can be channeled through the staff or on the staff so if an elemental spell is active then it can’t be used to channel touch spells until the elemental spell is no longer sustained.
The item is attuned by spending time in meditation with the item in a Magical Lodge with a Force equal or greater to the Ritual. The force of any spell cast through or on the newly magical staff is limited by the Force of the Ritual. The Ritual cannot have teamwork as the Initiate mage is working alone and others can’t help him or her make the attunement. The ritual takes as many hours equal to Force to cast and lasts as many days equal to hits on the Ritual Sorcery test against the Object Rating of the item limited by the Force of the Ritual. The Initiate may spend Karma equal to the Force to make the attunement permanent immediately after handling Drain.