Wonderous Cloud

A dark forbidding cloud passed over head, it was filled with dread and sorrow. A almost evil laughing wind could be heard as it passed over head. It opened up, a beam of light pure and true hit the ground, and burned a little patch of earth. Slowly a box fell, small and tiny, but it descended like a parachute, lazily and slow.

The box hit the ground, innate and beautifully decorated. Carved into the top was some arcana runes, and the following message.

"A gift for you, a gift for me, spread the love and we shall see. In this box contains 12 blessings, use them for strife and we shall see, how quickly those blessings turn on thee. I'll tell you one, find the rest, once all are found out return to the box without stress. Do not worry do not fret, the magical power will force you back. Take the box, leave it there, wherever it is, the rings shall guide you there. Open me up, and you shall see, how powerful blessings can be."


If once is brave enough to open the box, inside is twelve glittering rings, each with a small title perhaps to give some clue. Only one is described followed by a warning.





" You are the first, good fortune indeed, pick any ring and it shall be known to thee. Be careful, be warned. Keep the rings to yourself to do no harm, give them away with a heavy conscious, for the first a warning you get, utter one word to another and you shall forget. Once all 12 blessings are given, return they must to the box or watch as your will begins to rot, once all 12 are returned to the box, your will shall suffice, dominance is nothing but a small price"


And with that, the cloud was gone, moving on slowly and steadily, ever laughing. It moved towards the islands south of here, and in all its majesty, it seemed to move at no great place.