Hey guys! This story was inspired by Designia's Overlord story. Richard and the Archmage are going on a little field trip. Takes place shortly after the events of Raising Hell. Title is kind of stupid but I couldn't really think of anything. Enjoy

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It was a blue sunny day in Mellow Hills. The flowers were growing, the bees were buzzing, and the sheep, well, the sheep were doing whatever it is that sheep do.

In the village of Spree the mood was a little more tense. Being ruled by an evil overlord does that to people. But there were rumors. Some said he had been trapped down in the Abyss. Others said he was off in the Ruborian desert, pacifying the sand worms. One even said he was an orange fish that quacked on Tuesdays, but that was Ed and no one listened to him much. Nevertheless, no one was ready for a rebellion until they were sure the one they were rebelling against wasn't coming back.

But the Overlord's absence had attracted other attention. As Richard and the Archmage exited the portal the Archmage wondered if this had been the best idea. It had been a long time since he had been here and his magic wasn't as strong in this realm. He couldn't even manage any form other than the rabbit. And what if the Overlord came back? Their plan would completely fail.

The warlock on the other hand was enjoying the wildlife. They had appeared in one of the many sheep infested fields and Richard was having a good time burning it down. As long as he kept the Archmage on his shoulder above the burning flames it was perfectly fine. The villagers didn't even notice. They had gotten used to this sort of thing after a while.

Once the flames had finally burned down Richard turned to the rabbit. “Where are we going again?” asked the warlock.

The rabbit pointed a paw at the dark shape that dominated the skyline. They were going to the tower.

This seems promising. Heh.

Thanks. Now for the story.

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“But first, we have to do some reconnaissance,” said the Archmage. He rubbed his paws together. “Ok, Richard, you're the distraction. Do it anyway you want, just try not to kill anyone. They may be spineless cowards, but the people of Spree owe me some favors.”

“Aww,” replied the warlock, “That takes all the fun out of it. I guess I'll have to go with plan B.”

The rabbit hesitated and then asked, “What's plan B?”

Richard grinned. “Exploding sheep. Not much of a body count but maximum splatterage.”

“Ok, I guess that will work. Now remember, when I give the signal, you get out of there. Understand?”

The warlock thought for a moment. “Even if there are..?”

“Even if there are babies. Especially if there are babies.” While the Archmage admitted that the warlock was a powerful creature and definitely very clever, there were times when he was just so predictable. “Are you ready?”

“Ready. Here comes Richard, Chief Warlock of the Brothers of Darkness, Lord of the Thirteen Hells, Master of the Bones, Emperor of the Black, Lord of the Undead, Mayor of a Little Village up the Coast, Lord of the Dance, and Mistress of Magma! Prepare to meet oblivion!!!” With that the warlock stormed off towards the village, taking some sheep as ammunition.

The Archmage, now alone in the blackened field, headed towards the village as well. Instead of taking the same path as the warlock, the rabbit headed towards the back gate. After all, who wanted to be splattered with exploding sheep guts?

aww nice story

More please!!!

Ed the beggar simply watched while the rest of the village rushed off to deal with the emergency. Over the years he had found it much simpler to stand around mumbling incoherently than rushing off to do anything. No one paid much attention to people who stood in corners mumbling.

Hearing something behind him, the beggar quickly looked around. Seeing no one, he began to mumble to himself. “Leaves, gold, hairy feet. Shields, and swords, and sand galore. Flashes, bangs, and...”

“One of eight, this one is near. With flash and bang, the stars are clear.” The beggar turned again to find the source of the reply. From behind a crate a small brown rabbit had appeared. Ed stared. Finally, he asked, “Is that really you?”

The rabbit grinned. Then it spoke,“Yes, it is me Ed.”

“But you should be dead! Twice!!”

“I know Ed. Wait, twice? Who killed me this time?”

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Well isn't this exciting? Looks like we have a mystery on our hands. Who is the Archmage? Why does Ed know him? When is this going to be updated? No one knows (except me, but I'm not telling) but keep an eye out for clues. Here's a hint: not all that Ed says is random. Well, except for that thing about the fish.

What thing about the fish?

Why does Ed know the Archmage? Is the Overlord really a fish?? (I doubt it, but still.........lol)