It’s Morphin’ Time! – Marto Copperkettle – 22.06.2023
Jul 6, 2023 11:59:25 GMT
Andy D, Fogwalker of the Walking Stone, and 4 more like this
Post by Marto Copperkettle on Jul 6, 2023 11:59:25 GMT
Dear Ma & Pa (& Yoara & Berton & Eina),
Hope you are doing well. How are the flower fields? Are the bees thriving? Making more of that amazing honey? Thank you for the latest batch, Pa. Fog’s favourite is still that lavender one. Gwenael especially loves the sweetness of the apricot. I just love them all!
It’s been a while since my last ‘adventure’ letter and that’s mostly because I’ve been enjoying a bit of a quieter spring. Before I knew it, it’s summer, my lessons with Tara are nearly complete, and I’m already thinking about what I could learn next. That was why I was in Daring Heights looking for some cooking utensils — someone told me I may want to learn so as to make sure Fog is fully fed every day and I rather like the idea of cooking for them — when I got a sending (it’s a communication spell, same one Merla uses sometimes to ask/let you know she’s coming over) from that gnome tinkerer I’ve told you about before. Mey Huffadin.
Mey needed some help rather urgently with something magical and before I knew it me and a few others (Rosemary Farrow, Leonida, Keros, and Anåbæl Two-Stœp) were outside her house.
The whole place was in a state, a bad one. Seems like Mey’s magical experiments weren’t being disposed of properly. For someone so brilliant, her absent mindedness reminded me a little of Beets, which is not a stable combination. Which, as it turned out, resulted in some strange plant-aberrations! It was just about as bad as you could imagine but her colleague and dog friend, Mr. Ruffadin, had a solution.
Now, before you read on and get caught up in my rather poor attempt at drawing these amazing contraptions, trust me when I say this is real. I swear on Yondalla’s left foot I am not pulling your leg or trying to over exaggerate.
Mr. Ruffadin (yes, the awakened and rather intelligent basset hound who speaks Common) made these semi-living, magical, wooden constructs. They were hollow on the inside, allowing for us to operate and control them like some sort of giant puppet. Or wooden exo-suit? Anyway, Mr. Ruffadin called them Ruffazord’s, which is a really cool name, and they were inspired by different types of dogs! The one I ended up using is the green one I tried to draw below (it’s supposed to look like a golden retriever but I’m not that good at drawing, as you know).
Red Rottweiler Ruffazord — Leonida
White Borzoi Ruffazord — Rosemary
Green Retriever Ruffazord — mine (the best boy!)
Purple Molossus Ruffazord — Keros
Yellow Wolf Ruffazord — Ana
These Ruffazords could then combine and transform into one large construct — The Mega Ruffazord!
Through our powers, abilities, Ruffazord’s combined we were able to defeat the corrupted hubris that Mey had unintentionally strewn across the Feythorn Forest!!
With the magic spent, the Ruffazord’s couldn’t stay as they were. They ended up collapsing down into smaller, more normal sized versions of themselves. As a gift for helping to protect them, and for cleaning up the mess left behind by Mey, Mr. Ruffadin gave us the ability to call upon the smaller version of the ’Zords. Sorta like a familiar.
I had a thought that since the Retriever-zord and I got on so well — and since I already have Gwen — I asked Mr. Ruffadin if it would be possible to make the best boy of the bunch into a kind of pet. I’m sure Fog would like them, though I will check with them first before making any big decisions like that. But who knows! Maybe the next time I come to visit I’ll have a dog! Wouldn’t that be something?
Miss you lots. I’ll see if Fog and I can come for a visit sometime soon.
Love you,
Marto
Hope you are doing well. How are the flower fields? Are the bees thriving? Making more of that amazing honey? Thank you for the latest batch, Pa. Fog’s favourite is still that lavender one. Gwenael especially loves the sweetness of the apricot. I just love them all!
It’s been a while since my last ‘adventure’ letter and that’s mostly because I’ve been enjoying a bit of a quieter spring. Before I knew it, it’s summer, my lessons with Tara are nearly complete, and I’m already thinking about what I could learn next. That was why I was in Daring Heights looking for some cooking utensils — someone told me I may want to learn so as to make sure Fog is fully fed every day and I rather like the idea of cooking for them — when I got a sending (it’s a communication spell, same one Merla uses sometimes to ask/let you know she’s coming over) from that gnome tinkerer I’ve told you about before. Mey Huffadin.
Mey needed some help rather urgently with something magical and before I knew it me and a few others (Rosemary Farrow, Leonida, Keros, and Anåbæl Two-Stœp) were outside her house.
The whole place was in a state, a bad one. Seems like Mey’s magical experiments weren’t being disposed of properly. For someone so brilliant, her absent mindedness reminded me a little of Beets, which is not a stable combination. Which, as it turned out, resulted in some strange plant-aberrations! It was just about as bad as you could imagine but her colleague and dog friend, Mr. Ruffadin, had a solution.
Now, before you read on and get caught up in my rather poor attempt at drawing these amazing contraptions, trust me when I say this is real. I swear on Yondalla’s left foot I am not pulling your leg or trying to over exaggerate.
Mr. Ruffadin (yes, the awakened and rather intelligent basset hound who speaks Common) made these semi-living, magical, wooden constructs. They were hollow on the inside, allowing for us to operate and control them like some sort of giant puppet. Or wooden exo-suit? Anyway, Mr. Ruffadin called them Ruffazord’s, which is a really cool name, and they were inspired by different types of dogs! The one I ended up using is the green one I tried to draw below (it’s supposed to look like a golden retriever but I’m not that good at drawing, as you know).
Red Rottweiler Ruffazord — Leonida
White Borzoi Ruffazord — Rosemary
Green Retriever Ruffazord — mine (the best boy!)
Purple Molossus Ruffazord — Keros
Yellow Wolf Ruffazord — Ana
These Ruffazords could then combine and transform into one large construct — The Mega Ruffazord!
Through our powers, abilities, Ruffazord’s combined we were able to defeat the corrupted hubris that Mey had unintentionally strewn across the Feythorn Forest!!
With the magic spent, the Ruffazord’s couldn’t stay as they were. They ended up collapsing down into smaller, more normal sized versions of themselves. As a gift for helping to protect them, and for cleaning up the mess left behind by Mey, Mr. Ruffadin gave us the ability to call upon the smaller version of the ’Zords. Sorta like a familiar.
I had a thought that since the Retriever-zord and I got on so well — and since I already have Gwen — I asked Mr. Ruffadin if it would be possible to make the best boy of the bunch into a kind of pet. I’m sure Fog would like them, though I will check with them first before making any big decisions like that. But who knows! Maybe the next time I come to visit I’ll have a dog! Wouldn’t that be something?
Miss you lots. I’ll see if Fog and I can come for a visit sometime soon.
Love you,
Marto
