Of a Cat Rescued at the Harbour

In the bustling port of Durakiss, there was espied a most peculiar sight: a small cat, perch’d high atop the mast, unable to descend and much distress’d by its lofty plight.

A passing war mage did then cast a gentle Feather spell, whereby the creature was borne safely to the deck, unharmed.

Thus was the creature sav’d not by blade nor might, but by wisdom and a light touch of magic.