Chapter 5. You Call That a Fireball™, or People in wagons full of Incendiaries shouldn’t cast fireballs™

Ahead by the track were several merchants’ wagons, unsurprised to us; we were taken by ‘surprise’ by more fireballs™!

Through the gathering darkness of the early evening, we could we 8 or so figures in and around a wagon, 2 of which cast fireballs™, one was directed at me, which I was able to shrug off with thanks to my trusty shield. I cast a spell, mists gathered around me and I materialised 20 feet away from the miscreants, I then approached, sick of these fireballs I decided return the favour. I gestured and cast burning flames from my hands onto 4 of them in front of and in the wagon. I then stepped back to view the results of my work.

The burning flames worked their magic; suddenly there was large explosion, followed by an even larger one. Again my trusty shield saved me from most of flames, job done, combat over. I let the rest of the party attend to the remains.

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