[ IP ] The Gemsmith

`` Ahh Good that is a beauty'' 
 
 I had to kill him. I was stuck in this corner and I needed to get out. He was the only thing blocking me from leaving. 
 
 `` Hmmm. A scratch right here. The visiting princes wont like that. Back into the box.'' 
 
 I could not tell if the box was of runic origin or if it was purely mechanical but one thing was for certain, it carved diamonds. Condider how much a device would be worth if you could make diamonds any shape you wanted, and with diamond dust behind to make poweders. I had to take the device. 
 
 `` Their we go. Nice smooth edges. Perfect to direct magic of elves. a wonderful gift'' 
 
 A lunatic, maybe, A genius, certianly. One who could carve diamonds even with runic help would still be a genius. He left the room and now was my chance. I reached down and picked up the diamond. Probably focused some kind of Terra energy if it was going to an elf. That's when I felt all the bones in my body freeze. 
 
 `` You think of me as an idiot. There was no scratch you should have seen that.'' 
 
 I did think it odd. I could not reach my arrows or knife. I was stuck without help and with a possible magical lunatic. 
 
 `` And you where trying to steal my best creation. Shame on you.'' 
 
 It was a foolish move. I should have known these Wizards are smart. 
 
 `` What did you want? Money? Power? Their are more justified way's to get those things my friend. You know, I forgive you.'' 
 
 Is he mad? 
 
 `` Take this gem. I made it for you. Leave my work here and you are free'' 
 
 The gem he placed in my pocket was pure white. I did not know what magic that was. He left and I became unfrozen. I wanted to take the figure but I did not want to mess with this magic anymore. That's at least what I told myself. 
 
 Far away from the castle I pull out the gem. It was a glassy white with a rotation blade in the middle. I turned it and I was gone. It was a masquerade, a teleport, a abundance all in one. I was at a cottage in the northern isles and my wife was home with my kids free from prison. I shed a tear and looked at the sun, wondering what type of magic did that man hold.
