Eldezar and the Battle of Evergrass

    The renowned spellblaster ran across the battlefield. Eldezar held the weapon he crafted himself at his side, and enemies fled before him, but none survived. By the time he reached the second rank of troops, he needed to reload his spells. Yes, wands let you cast any spell you wanted, whenever you wanted, but it took too long to recite and wave. Eldezar found it much easier to capture the spells in rounds beforehand and load them as ammunition for when efficiency was paramount.

    The battle of Evergrass was one such time, and when the Verdant Throne realized it was under attack by the Embelchers, they summoned Eldezar. By the time he made it to the battlefield, the incinerous enemies had charred much of the kingdom's beloved fields. Eldezar's vision redshifted entirely.

Now the enemies ran the opposite direction, leaving burning footprints with each step. One by one they were exploded, turned into cows, given incessant hiccups, and myriad other symptoms. Eldezar was relentless.

    Finally though, the Embelchers retreated through the desert, and deep down through the ground, into their own dwellings. Eldezar stopped at the edge of the fields, tired, but victorious. Emwingrald descended down from the castle, and landed behind the hero. Eldezar gave his steed a scratch in the neck, then mounted it, and flew back to his tower. He'd need time to rest, then restock his supply of spellmunition.