Excerpt from the journal of Lucint
Page one: ...Killing the demons wasn’t the hard part it was collecting their blood in a cauldron of sorts. After a bit of boiling and the proper reagents are added though my power will increase tenfold! The amulet will be the greatest work I have ever completed! But the time for keeping such records will come, for now there is much work to be done.
Page two: After three days of work things seem to be going flawlessly. Though I doubt leaving my imp in charge of the project whilst I write this is a wise idea, he could not possibly be so incompetent as too destroy my work. And even if he is a fool I could desperately use the break. Though I doubt this will last long…...Curse my paranoia!
Page three: Well my worst fears have come true. The imp is such a fool that he could not follow the instructions "stir the cauldron and make sure the fire does not die down". Because some of the blood coagulated I had to get some more, a purpose the imp was more than suited for. At least he found a use in death. I now doubt the amulet will be half as strong as I had planned. Such a waste…..such a catastrophic waste. Should the amulet be totally faulty I can just send it through a portal and be done with it.
Lucint’s amulet was supposed to bring great power to a spellcaster. Instead it does just about the opposite.
When a spellcaster dons this amulet all of his spells are turned into harmless versions of themselves. That dreaded fireball becomes a warm summer breeze. The massive demon that was summoned turns into a harmless furry creature.
Even spells the do not harm others are rendered useless. The healing spells just give a person a dull numbing of the pain. Spells used to increase a mans capabilities will just make him think he is stronger.