You know, being the God of Mischief isn’t all about grand schemes and world domination. Sometimes, it’s the little things that bring the most satisfaction. Like today, for instance. I was sitting at my favorite booth, idly shuffling my mystic cards, when I noticed a group of warriors passing by. Now, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to have a bit of fun. A simple flick of my wrist, and one warrior found his shoelaces suddenly untied. Another? Well, let’s just say he won’t be forgetting the surprise I left in his trousers anytime soon. The look on his face was priceless.
But you can’t keep using the same tricks forever; predictability is the enemy of true chaos. So I decided to switch things up a bit. I spotted a group of orphans playing nearby and thought, why not spread a little joy? With a flourish of my hand, a shower of glittering coins rained down upon them. Their laughter was music to my ears. Of course, I couldn’t let the day end there. A nobleman strutted by, looking particularly smug. A perfect target. With a subtle transfiguration spell, I turned his fine silk robes into a tattered burlap sack. The shock on his face? Absolutely delicious.
Ah, Anonymous, you might think me cruel for such antics. But think about it: life is far too short to be taken seriously all the time. A little chaos here and there keeps things interesting. And who better to bring that chaos than yours truly? Until next time, keep your wits about you… you never know when Sabin Marick might pay you a visit.
>Soulkyn