Telekenesis is one of those useful spells I'm trying to deny the existance of in hopes you guys will forget it.


Fawriel conjured a slight glow around his hands and knelt down next to the injured rabbit. The rabbit struggled to raise his hand, signaling Fawriel to stop.
"Save your magic, shaman," he coughed, "I'm an unimportant character who's only purpose is to provide a cryptic warning and overly blatant foreshadowing of upcoming peril, as though the save point and room covered with blood weren't enough." It was an extremely long cough, really.
Fawriel began to mutter something about not being a shaman, but I cut him off with a more important question. "What happened?"
"I'm not... not entirely sure. It was all very fast and with lots of special effects and poor lighting. I came to Grandma Conqusita's Evil Grocery Store to buy some pure evil to gel my hair with. I decided to go to the bathroom, but as soon as I walked in I heard glass breaking, ice shattering, and the distinct *squelchthunk* noise of things getting hit with an axe. Voices started yelling to retreat, and the next thing I knew a cold wind and some giant thing with teeth burst through the door. Luckily, these bathrooms are made pretty safe." He tilted his head towards the wall. An empty box on the wall was labeled "Emergency Shotgun - IN THE EVENT OF AN EMERGENCY, BREAK GLASS, LOAD SHOTGUN, AND DESTROY EMERGENCY".
"What was out there?" Shuriken asked. She had walked in and joined us in interrogating the dying man.
"The only hint I had was a mage yelling something about how he 'Couldn't dispel Legacy', then there was a noise that sounded a lot like a mage getting chopped up in one of those vegetable things."
I pondered this for a moment. We had heard of Legacy before, and it wasn't a good thing. "Thank you for your time and crypticly useless foreshadowing," I told the rabbit.