A sages stories Frost 17th
Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2023 2:11 pm
Frost 17th
As Myles settled onto the deck of the barge, he pulled out the tome he had stolen and began to thumb through it. The book, titled "The Lost Art of Scrivening," was old and weathered, with intricate designs etched into the pages that seemed to move and writhe like living things.
Chapter 1: The Power of the Written Word In the world of Ransera, there exists a powerful and ancient art that’s Origin has been all but forgotten. This art is known as scrivening, and it is the practice of using symbols to imbue objects with magical power. Long ago, the sages of Ransera understood the true potential of the written word. They saw that the simple act of writing had the power to bring ideas to life and make them real. They learned to channel this power, using it to create magical artifacts of incredible potency. But over time, the art of scrivening fell out of favor or it was hoarded and policed. The sages who practiced it grew old and died, and their secrets were lost to the ages. The people of Ransera forgot the power of the written word, and the magic that it could bring into the world using it only as an associated art of magic rather than a true art all in its own. Now, I am the last of the sages of scrivening. My name is Jorin, and I have spent my entire life studying the ancient texts and practicing the art of scrivening. I have traveled to the farthest corners of Ransera in search of lost knowledge, and I have uncovered secrets that were thought to be lost forever. In this tome, I will share with you the secrets of scrivening. I will teach you how to imbue objects with magic, how to create powerful spells, and how to bring your ideas to life through the written word. But be warned - the power of scrivening is not to be taken lightly. With great power comes great responsibility, and the art of scrivening is no exception. The magic you create can be a force for good or for evil, depending on how it is wielded. So, if you are ready to unlock the power of the written word, then let us begin. Open your mind to the mysteries of scrivening, and let the magic flow through you. Together, we will explore the lost art of scrivening, and bring it back to the people of Ransera once again.
As he began to read, he was surprised to find himself drawn in by the words of the sage, Jorin. Myles had never cared for magic, nor had he ever been particularly interested in the written word. But as he read on, he found himself captivated by the Sages way of talking about it as more than just a tool for mages.
The sound of footsteps interrupted his reading, and he looked up to see the Captain approaching, followed by the orphan girl. Myles nodded in greeting, then turned back to his book, eager to continue learning about the lost art.
As he read, he could sense there was wisdom in the words, and the power they held. The idea that scrivening was potentially the tool he needed to help cure the orphan but also help him to understand the thing he considered responsible for the many ills of the world, Magic. Explaining allowed an abridged version of what he’d read to his companions Myles was curious to see their reactions.
He looked up to see the orphan girl watching him intently, her dark eye alight with curiosity. Myles realized that, despite her inability to speak, she was still able to communicate her interest and fascination with the subject. Perhaps she too understood where he was trying to go with all of this.
The Captain, on the other hand, seemed unimpressed. He grunted, "Magic is a fickle thing. It's not to be trifled with halfheartedly. Remember that." With that, he turned and walked back into the cabin, leaving Myles and the orphan alone on the deck.
Myles continued to read, lost in his thoughts. He read about the dangers of the art, and how it must be used responsibly. He read about the potential for magic to be used for good or for evil, and he realized that the true power of scrivening lay in the hands of the user.
Chapter 2: The Art of Pictography In the world of magic, there exists a school that is devoted solely to the application and study of the Art of Pictography - the art of drawing lines, patterns, and symbols to redirect the energies of magic. This school is known as Scrivening, and its masters have been some of the most learned magical scholars in history. At its core, the Art of Pictography is built upon straightforward concepts. It involves the study of lines, patterns, and symbols, and their application to redirect the energies of either magic directed at them or the aether inherent in the objects they are drawn upon. However, despite its simplicity, the Art of Pictography requires great skill and practice to master. Scriveners must learn to create pictographs with precision and clarity, carefully considering the symbols and patterns they use and the way in which they are arranged. It is important to note that pictographs are always temporary, and once their purpose has been met, the energies they contain will dissipate. To create a more permanent pictograph, Scriveners may use clever means to fix the symbols and patterns in place, making them last longer. All Scriveners, from the humblest beginner to the most practiced master, can perform the techniques described in this chapter. However, it is the skill and speed at which they can string together more complex pictographs that sets the masters of Scrivening apart. In the world of magic, the Art of Pictography is a powerful tool that can be used to redirect and shape the energies of the aether. However, as with all magic, it must be used responsibly. The more powerful the magic, the greater the responsibility that comes with it. As the last of the sages of Scrivening, I urge you to study this art with respect and reverence, using it to create magic that will bring good to the world of Ransera. With diligent practice and a steadfast heart, you too can become a master of the lost art of Scrivening.
Myles carefully turned the pages of "The Lost Art of Scrivening," taking in the intricate designs that seemed to writhe wondering if they had some greater meaning or if it was the sages idea of art.. As he read through the second chapter, he found himself drawn to the art of pictography, and he began to think of ways to explain the concepts to the mute orphan girl who had been watching him with interest.
"Okay," he began, "so the Art of Pictography is all about drawing lines, patterns, and symbols to redirect the energies of magic. Think of it like drawing a map for the magic to follow." Miming his meaning on the deck of the barge with a finger as he explained.
The girl cocked her head to the side, her eyes still fixed on the book. Myles paused, trying to find a way to simplify the concept further.
"Basically, it's like drawing a picture that makes the magic go where you want it to go. But the picture doesn't last forever - once it's done its job, it fades away."
The girl nodded slowly, and smiling thinly pleased to have someone to share this with who was interested.
"To make the picture last longer, the masters of Scrivening have ways to make the symbols and patterns more permanent. And the more skilled you are, the more complex the pictures you can draw, and the more you can make the magic do what you want it to do.”
Myles closed the book and looked at the girl, hoping he had conveyed the essence of the Art of Pictography to her. She nodded again, slowly but not without any traces of confidence. Hopefully teaching her scrivening as he learned it would prove beneficial to the poor thing.
Myles began to prepare a mental list of the tools he would need to begin searching out if he ever actually wanted to put the theories he was reading about to practice, but he felt something he hadn’t felt in a minute, hope and confidence that he could actually do something he’d set out to do, and make things a little better for once. Putting the book down Myles looked back to the girl with a smile, "I know you are better at drawing than me, so I'm expecting you to be a good teacher" Myles almost swore he caught the beginning of a thin smile on her tired face, the first he'd seen to his knowledge.
