Morlecainen sent Fange out to gather some thick yellow sap. The Ogre returned with an ample supply. Morlecainen used a Heat Spell to separate the Ogre’s six digits on the hand that gathered the amber sap.
The grateful Fange insisted that his master gorge on fresh meat he gathered from the Lachinor to “keep up his strength.”
Morlecainen said to the Ogre Fange, “Bring me a goblin, one that is scrawny and rather worthless.”
The Dark Elf Prince Lexx was standing nearby and said, “All goblins are scrawny and rather worthless.”
Soon Fange returned with a goblin that would have been thought homely even by other Goblins. Lexx watched curiously.
“Stand here!” Morlecainen commanded the gawky creature.
The sorcerer had concocted a thick horribly sticky unguent based on the amber sap. Ingredients that the sorcerer added changed the dark yellow sap to a deep violet hue. He applied a small quantity of the salve to the tattered foul-smelling raiment of the shivering swamp goblin, tacked the garment down to the beast’s shoulder, and conjured. A brief flash of light appeared. The goblin and his clothes disappeared.
Lexx stared inquisitively and asked, “Where did he go?”
“Check the courtyard,” Morlecainen instructed.
Lexx found the bewildered goblin standing among the flowers of the courtyard. The goblin seemed none the worse for the wear and scratched the area of his shoulder where the unguent had been applied. Inspection revealed a mild rash. Lexx retrieved the vermin and returned to the anxiously waiting Morlecainen.
The sorcerer smiled at this early success. He tried longer distances. Most of the trials were successful, but one attempt landed the unfortunate goblin in the great river, where the hapless creature drowned and washed away to the sea.
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