Wizards Apprentice 4 the Vale in WinterChapter 16
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There comes a time in every wizard’s life where they realize they’ve at last been afflicted with the dread curse that every one of their kind spends their whole life running from.
That curse’s name is boredom.
You can only experience something so many times before it loses its luster. You can only chase cosmic truths and the grand laws underpinning reality for so long before you get a bit kooky yourself. Eventually every wizard wakes up and realize they’ve mastered every discipline that they care to and several that they don’t. Mixing this boredom together with the equally terribly curse called time, which makes societies and the world at large march forward and change what they considers normal and moral - often without a Wizard’s consent! - and you get something peculiar.
A Wizard and their magical realm.
In less kind words, a depraved man with too much power and no compunctions about forcing others into their fetishes.
Your name is Godfrey the Corrupt, Godfrey the Defiler, Godfrey the Charitable! You are a wizard of incalculable might, a mirror of a much more yet much less flushed out version of yourself. A fractal of might in the vast kaleidoscope known as reality. That's the sort of thing that gives you insight and self-reflection on a scale other wizards often lack.
It doesn't help with the boredom though.
That's led you to create a number of magical items with various transformative, hypnotic, and corruptive effects, all in the name of sating your depraved sexual appetites. Without anyone to actually use these objects on, however, they are nothing more than fancy paperweights. And in order to test them out, you've sent invitations out that have now drawn eight guests to your tower.
Friends, foes, strangers, adventurers;
Some have come to collect,
Some have that you might owe them;
But all nonetheless have chosen to stay at least a night in your tower.
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