In this chest, there is a supply of adamantine, a never-empty vessel of the waters of fire Lake, three clear Xennic Gemstones, and a number of brilliant stones. The stones are taken from the depths of Fire Lake. They are the 1/13th the size of an Omega Stone.”
Phyrris asked, “What does each stone do?”
Kirrie replied, “They will tell you. Effects are additive.”
Phyrris asked, “What do these gifts cost me?”
Kirrie eased over to the Spellweaver, gently rubbed his red-streaked silver hair, and kissed his cheek. “That for one thing. You’ll see when we return.”
Phyrris asked, “Are there more stones in the lake?”
Kirrie said, “I really don’t know… I haven’t checked the waters.”
Phyrris said, “If the lake is Fire Magick, its waters will not harm me.!” The young Spellweaver dropped Kirrie’s hand, slipped off his robe, and approached the water.
Kirrie said, “Wait! No! I don’t know what will happen!”
Her warning came too late. Phyrris jumped through the flickering flames into the water. He reappeared on the surface a moment later and shouted, “Come on in. The water’s fine!”
Kirrie was disinclined to acquiesce to his request. The Spellweaver swam ashore. His hair changed to fiery red and flames now flickered in his eyes. He said, “I feel great! I also found four more Xennic Gemstones.” He opened his hand and revealed a clear, red, yellow, and green stone. The Spellweaver walked over and kissed Kirrie firmly on the lips. She withdrew from him… then said, “What the heck! You’re very pretty!” and threw her arms around him and kissed him passionately.
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