Lance and Infinity
Relevant Posts: Infinity, Lance,
Master Post
Let's talk about what these two have been up to as of late:
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In regards to Infinity:
Despite his specialty being Soul magic, Infinity is a bit of a savant when it comes to Alchemy. He has yet to create a Philosopher's Stone, but displays traits of a master Alchemist, as observed by Drusa and Hermes Trismegistus. Getting stuck in the rift did have its perks, allowing him to study Alchemy for an ungodly amount of time. Why he has not created a stone yet is unclear. It has also been questioned whether or not his aptitude is actually Alchemy, rather than Soul magic.
Infinity is starting to branch out into Necromancy and Aura. Necromancy is not exactly necessary, but several of his fellow guild mates have pushed him to start learning it. Aoife made him start learning Aura after seeing his lacking physical strength.
Even though he retired from the Reality Walkers, he has had to go back and clean up a few messes here and there.
In regards to Lance:
Lance despises it when you use his real name... Do NOT do it if you learn his name. Infinity is one of the few people he allows and even then it is only when they are on their own. Why Lance is so sensitive about this is uncertain, with Infinity refusing to divulge the details.
Infinity is starting to get Lance to learn Alchemy with Aoife pushing for him to start learning Aura. Weave is out of the question given that his only proper relationship is his current best friend, Infinity. Theoretically Lance could become the strongest mage from his timeline. And yes, he does still go back and check it on occasionally.
Lance has been having amazing luck with Tornado based spells. He was able to create a consistent EF3 Tornado and used it to fend off a band of marauders that were planning to attack the guild (not that they would have succeeded, but still).
Lance has been itching to get involved in more Unlight conflicts as of late. This has been marked with a rise in static electricity emanating from him when he is excited. Reaper is extremely hesitant to let this happen as he does not want to see more Thunder Wastelands pop up in the Unlight.
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Further Reading:
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Oh my goodness, for once I don't have to post a character profile. I drew this because I realized I need to start drawing interactions rather than character profiles/introductions.
And also my characters change up their attire from time to time.
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Tales of thedas: EPILOGUE #1; 2500AE
I am Master Prothis.
The year is 2500AE.
It’s been 700 years since the end.
Not many people know what happened and fewer even care. The elder races of the charr and humanity are nearly gone while the Sylvari have gone extinct. Except for one.
Raim, the last of his kind. The last born as some call him, I look after him and make sure he can continue the legacy of his people, maybe even find some way to bring them back.
I am a guardian of knowledge, like my father before me and his father before him. There are few of us but what knowledge we have gained will help those in who will come after us.
I am the last bastion of knowledge.
Today we are in the ruins of Rata Sum, no one has been here since the collapse of the Tyrian alliance, that was before the end. We look for any books, tomes or anything that can be stored and archived.
The Asura are gone, no one knows where they are. They Forsook this land long ago. To see an Asura now is rare, to most tribes roaming this land, they are mythical beings.
We roam the empty halls and destroyed labs of this ancient city. They mostly stored their knowledge on something called a ‘pad’ in a process in which they ‘digitized’ information.
By what I’ve read, they turned physical information into light and stored it into crystals, bloody magnificent stuff. If only I knew how to continue their work in any way.
“OW!” Master Raim shouted
He is quite clumsy, these crystals hold hundreds of books inside them. So they do get quite hot and Master Raim just touched it with his bare hand.
“Master Raim, what have I told you about handling dangerous objects?” I ask him.
“I am sorry, it's just kinda, I dunno.” Master Raim said rather nervously
I knew exactly what was worrying him.
“They spoke to you didn’t they?” I said, reassuring him
He looked at me with a confused look, I put on a glove and grabbed the crystal.
“These crystals hold so much knowledge, the ancient asuras implanted what we call code into these crystals to be able to think for themselves in order to store the data properly. A side effect is that during the fall, they put so much of their data onto them in order to preserve their knowledge that the crystals began to develop sentience.” I explained.
Master Raim looked at me in amazement.
“It can think?” asks Master Raim
This crystal is rather hot, even with a glove. I grab a glass jar out of my bag, i put the crystal carefully in the jar. It is made of cast iron and nornic glass, i could put lava in this jar and it would be like holding a cool glass of water.
“Well, anything can think given the amount it knows. Your people were once slaves to an elder dragon before one of your kind obtained enough knowledge about herself to know what she was doing was wrong. Began a rebellion.” I explained to him.
I hold the jar up, the crystal grows brighter as if it knows that it is no longer able to cause any more harm to either me or Master Raim.
“Woah.” Master Raim said
His eyes light up as he looks at the crystal, so I give him the jar. He holds it rather carefully, he seems to revel in the light. Its quite nice to see his almost childlike interest, I have not had a ward like him for some time.
He sits down and grabs a journal from his bag and a few charcoal stencils. He starts sketching out the crystal in his journal. I sit down alongside him and grab my own journal from my bag, i need to note the colour and density of the crystal.
I need to be able to categorize it, for future notes. He does it for fun, i think
“What colour would you say that is?” i asks
Master Raim looks at the crystal rather intently.
“Green-ish.” he replies.
“Which would it mean?” I ask him, I hope he noted that down when we were in Rata Novus.
“It was about ecological studies wasn't it?” he replied with an unsure tone
He was right, I grabbed a bag of lemon bon bons from my bag. I took one and then offered one to Raim. He likes sour sweets, I'm not sure why but Sylvari have a knack for digesting sugar at fast rates. Also weirdly makes him produce a lemon scent, not sure why that occurs.
“Can I ask you something Prothis?” Master Raim asks
I put my journal down to give him my full attention.
“Of course master Raim.” I replied
“We have travelled everywhere, seen the ruins of hundreds of cities. There are very few people around and well, there's not much else around. So why are you taking me to these places?” asked Master Raim
I stand up, picking up the crystal jar. I look towards Master Raim.
“Look around you master Raim, you see ruins but i see a story yet discovered. This crystal represents a part of greater knowledge our predecessors left behind and in essence, become our responsibility to make sure they are safe. It would be irresponsible for to let someone else's last effort to just fade away-”
“-Tieran of the Tales of thedas-” The voice cut off but i heard where it came from.
Master Raim stands up, walks over to the side of me.
“You heard that as well, right?” He asks.
“Follow me closely, master Raim.” I ordered
Me and Master Raim walk towards the origin of the voice. We pass a couple of large hallways before arriving at a single medium sized room, Which had a giant central crystal. The room was dome like with circles cut into walls, seemingly with no function. The crystal emitted a harsh blue light before projecting an image of a female sylvari.
“-I am Ashal Tirean of the Tales of thedas, we are-are-are-” the voice cuts out and the crystal light dims.
I look at Master Raim, he looks at me confused.
“I thought I was the last one.” I hear the pain reflected in his voice
“I’m sorry, She’s dead. This isn't possible.” i rushed to say,
I hate to crush his hopes but the last tree died hundreds of years ago but he is the last sylvari.
Raim walks up to the crystal and looks around, I see him grab an asuran pad on the floor. He looks at me and walks up to me. I take the pad from his hand, the pad is in asuran, a dead language. Luckily, one I can read.
“Ferak untakata, asuran technical language. Basically asuran basic but with a few different words and tense changes.” I explain
Ferak stands for signal, with un being a modern tense. Takata is interchangeable for any number of causes but in this context, untakata means active.
“Signal active?” i say out loud
How? No power source has lasted this long, even ley batteries have all run out by this time. There's just no way there can be an active signal.
I walk up to the crystal which glows bright again.
“-To anyone who can hear this-” the voice cuts off again
I look at the crystal, there's now way a signal can be transmitted. Even so, Sylvari can't live for hundreds of years. Can they?
I’ve been looking after Master Raim for fifteen years, since I found him as a seedling and he has grown like a normal human child. Granted this is abnormal for a sylvari but I have to assume that neither Master Raim nor the sylvari of old could live for hundreds of years.
I look back at pad screen and these words have been exchanged for numbers, 10 numbers. Grouped into two groups of five with a degree symbol on the end. Its coordinates.
“-of the tales of thedas, we are currently working on-” the voice is repeating a statement.
The projection of the female sylvari projects itself again, it looks down at us. No, she is looking at Raim.
“Hello Raim, its good to finally see-see-see.” the projection cuts off with sparks fly out of the crystal, the light dims.
“She looked at me…She mentioned my name.” Master Raim states
I show him the pad, he looks at the screen and understands the numbers.
“Master Raim, I hope you aren't tired of me taking you because there's one last place we need to find.” I look at him with a smile “We need to find Ashal Tieran.”
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