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On Elves… …I think that the longevity that Elves of Miris possess has robbed them of a great deal of the zest for life that the humans possess. Of course, they are also slow to anger, do not posses a blinding greed, are not self-destructive or sadistic. Hmmm… On Gods and Responsibility of Power… …Continuously, I have observed that with my slow rise to power I acquired more than a smidgen of responsibility to go long with it. I will never forget how the kobolds that we surprised screamed as the arcs of electricity ripped through them. You know, to me they sounded surprisingly human. Afterwards the stench of the burned flesh was just as sickening as that of the camp they ransacked earlier. Suddenly the rush of power was no longer there, and I found myself thinking that this is not the way magic should be used… …Those of us that have been granted the gift of fate that allows us to shape the future of the lands, have to take this most seriously indeed. I believe that fate ties itself strongly to several individuals in a given period of time. It is those individuals that decide the fate of those around them. Thank the Gods they do not know this at the time… …Gods have been a real disappointment
to me really. Most of them are really too single-minded to understand and
reason with. Make no mistake, they are so far above us that - even the
ones most reviled by us have such a strong influence that one cannot resist
kneeling or answering every summon. At the core of it, we have ultra-powerful
beings that seek only one thing… POWER. Each God to his own, they all strive
to own us, body and soul. WHY? Is it because it gives them a thrill? Is
it because they have nothing else to do with infinity? I think it is because
they need us. I do not think that beings like that require human form –
nor is it their natural shape. They use it in order to inspire basic trust.
They use that trust to their own ends and then discard us as if we never
existed. I served a Goddess once – and during that time felt more love
for her than any other time in this life. It was no admiration or puppy
crush. My every action and thought reflected my devotion to her. There
was no bidding that I would not have fulfilled. You see, I was one of the
rare to have met Her face to face. She needed help, and I was ready to
lay my life for her. When she rewarded my actions, it was the greatest
pleasure in my life. And then Her attention focused somewhere else. Now
try to think of a time someone you loved rejected you. Focus this until
this someone is as important as every breath you draw. You talk to them,
because you are certain that they can hear you, and they never answer back.
It took nearly eight years to realise that I have been used. It was then
that I finally saw that such a great power could not even realise that
She was hurting me. Only now do I begin to understand what the Time Wizard
went through. That is why I do not care much for Gods. They are simply
more powerful individuals seeking to fulfil their goals, just like the
rest of us. Fear them? Sure. Admire them. Yes. Serve them? Only if their
goals coincide MY own…
On King Anwell… …He tries hard, the poor lad. He had a whole mess dumped on him, and has done surprisingly well, all things considered. The last ten years have shaped him into a responsible and caring monarch. I only wish he would marry now – an heir is needed for the Crown. He should also attend more social functions, and not with that rascal Damus. Honestly, that man is teaching him all the wrong habits… …He should learn to be more forceful with those around him. You can afford to insult a few individuals when you are King… …If he pretended to be a bit more ignorant, he could get away with being a lot more direct with his political rivals… …Who are all those people that hang around Annaline? …I think that even after all these
years, he still cannot decide whether to keep awarding us or exile us once
and for all, just to see if all the troubles would leave with us…
On Magic... …People see a wizard move his hands, utter a few words and a tower emerges out of the ground. What they do not realise is that in order to make those precise gestures, the wizard spends more time and money than it would take to build two such towers… …My first contact with necromancy was a shock, to say the least. Having been forewarned against its use by countless wizards, and near threatened by my father for suggesting the school had its place in magic, my first raising of a zombie was secretly private. The experience left me wondering if there is something more in the magic. Although the zombie was pitiful, the Weave reacted almost like a thorny rose in my grasp – beautiful and yet dangerous if grasped too tightly. I think I will investigate more useful spells in the field… …The school of alteration was always most suited to my needs. The joy of holding an object in your hand, and knowing that you can transform and shape it into any tool or object of beauty is simply indescribable. Only your imagination is your limit, as the laws of creation bend to your will… …Enchantments are useful, but take up too much time and resources. Charm on the other hand is a tasteless exercise. To twist someone’s mind to your liking can be compared to rape – strong word, and yet if not for that sanctum, what else remains? Is it still you after your experiences are forgotten? Can you ever trust your feelings, suddenly falling in love? Damus seems to love to tinker with people, but I have neither the cunning, nor the inclination to tempt people to adore me. The only use I can see out of the school is to resist charm… …Evocation is …well… WHOOSH, BOOM!!!…
That was fun. Very destructive, it is a must for all explorers and trouble-seekers.
I do not know which God cursed me, but an allergy to sulfur must be a cosmic
joke. The first time I discovered it, I nearly blew up my father’s lab.
I guess it serves me right for making magic stink bombs (heh, heh, those
were the days…Maybe I could…Aah-TCHOO…hmm, maybe not). Lightning on the
other hand, what an element. I’m sure it can be useful for something…
On Other Planes... …I do not know whether on purpose or through the lack of an effort, the exploration of other planes of existence is almost totally ignored. I remember texts written by the Ancient One when he was alive, and they spoke of wonders and adventure unseen in these realms. I have lately begun to feel a pull to those unknown places. I think that I will attempt a summoning or conjuration soon in order to find out more. After all, it’s not only Gods that tread those paths… |