Chapter Three by Group 2

Welcome back! Today we continue with the student versions of Unveiling the Wizards’ Shroud Chapter Three.

I’ve altered the line spacing to make them easier to read on WordPress, otherwise they are exactly as the students wrote them. I’ve copied the files from Adobe to Word to WordPress, so I hope I got the formatting as the authors intended. I take full responsibility for any errors in that regard, and I hope you’ll choose your favorite(s) based on content, not formatting. Please keep track of the ones you like the best. Voting begins September 18!

If you’ve stumbled upon this and have no idea what’s going on, get the details here:

Intro and Unveiling the Wizards’ Shroud: Chapter One:
Unveiling the Wizards’ Shroud: Chapter Two

Student Versions of Chapter Three
Group 1


Group 2 Chapter Three

First encounter in Death Desert

Owen and Cedric had been walking for hours on end. Their legs were aching. Owen was wondering about their mission, and whether they would be able to reach the Land of Fire. This seemed impossible to him. He had heard so many tales of tragedies that had happened only during the crossing of Death Desert. He had even lost one of his uncles who had gone on an expedition to kill the “Great dragon of destruction” that had endlessly been attacking the village of Gnûrdäe. Just the idea of having to get through Death Desert terrified him to the point that he nearly forgot that he was with an untrustworthy sorcerer. But he had to go. He had to do it. For his father… If he knew that his own son wouldn’t go to the Land of Fire to save him, he would be dishonored. This idea motivated him, and gave him the strength he needed to continue walking.

After a few hours, which seemed to be ages to Owen, he eventually asked Cedric “Do you know what spell you can use to save us in case of an emergency?”

“Of course I know! I’m a professional magician, I already have everything planned out!” he said, reassuringly.

Owen was still anxious about the outcome. However, he didn’t ask another question after that, and walked without talking. Once in a while, Cedric would ask him if he was thirsty, but that was all.

Little by little, Owen felt the temperature slowly but steadily rising. He could feel more and more sweat running down from his forehead, to his chin, and down his back. The grass was disappearing as they got closer and closer to the place Owen feared. Eventually, the grass was no more and only sand prevailed. Then Cedric turned round and announced in a deep, echoing voice:

“Here we are, Death Desert!…”

Owen looked at the infinite horizon, where he could already see the small sand dunes, where the elemonsters appear if you disturb their eternal sleep.

Owen had just set one foot in front of him, aiming to go forward and get through Death Desert as fast as possible when all of a sudden, a spirit rose from the ground, a blue aura surrounding it. Owen turned to Cedric “What’s that?” he asked “An elemonster” replied Cedric with fear in his eyes. Owen’s uncle had been killed by one of them and he could not understand how such a small creature could defeat one of the kingdom’s bravest knights. Right then it turned into a sand tornado and reappeared with a body of sand. It was huge, about twice as tall as Owen, and not less than four times as wide.
“How did it do that?!”
Owen was getting really worried now, question upon question spinning around in his head. “Elemonsters are elemental spirits that went bad; they live underground, underwater and even in fire. Their body is made up of whatever they live in. In this case it is a sand one and the only kind I have never faced…” Cedric answered trying to keep calm.

Then it attacked them. It went straight at Cedric knocking him out before he could do anything and then turned to face Owen.

The young warrior drew his sword, pointed it at the monster threatening his life and charged, slashing frantically in every direction. But instead of prevailing, his sword simply passed through the sand. The elemonster just waited for him to tire and Owen could already feel himself needing to catch his breath for longer and longer until he was flat out from exhaustion. He tumbled to the ground next to Cedric.

As the creature loomed over him he spoke in a rasping voice:

“You remind me of someone. He too was on a quest and from your kingdom. It was about five years ago and do you know what happened to him? I killed him, and that is what I am going to do to you.”

Having heard that this monster was the one that had killed his uncle and having understood that no regular weapons were any use against him, Owen mustered up his remaining strength and reached out for Cedric’s magic staff. Owen who knew nothing about magic begged for water in his head and then having felt approval from the staff yelled out the command. “Water!” he cried and a huge torrent came out of the tip of the staff wiping the elemonster off his feet and leading to its complete disintegration. After that Owen blacked out.


Come back for the rest of the adventure! (All links go live at midnight Central Standard Time on the date in parentheses.)

Group 3 (September 5)
Group 4 (September 6)
Group 5 (September 7)
Group 6 (September 8)
Group 7 (September 9)
Group 8 (September 10)
Group 9 (September 11)
Group 10 (September 12)
Group 11 (September 13)
Group 12 (September 14)
Group 13 (September 15)
Group 14 (September 16)
Group 15 (September 17)

Let the voting begin! (September 18)

Unveiling the Wizards’ Shroud: Chapter Three (September 20)

Voting Closes and Winners Announced! (September 25)


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