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 Post subject: Arcane Hiatus
PostPosted: Mar 7th, '10, 00:28 
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The swamplands give home to the most famous mage of the land: Gathien Garathanian. Rumoured to be the disciple of The Archmage himself, this elder mage is one looked up to or at least respected by every other arcanist of the realm.
The inn he owns in the swamp cornerstone of Burton often gives home to the annual wizard meeting among the three orders of white black and grey, and various different mage clans from every corner of the realm.
This time it was not a pleasant one: All of them fearing their loss of spells and awaiting word from the Ensiq Arkanos - News. Facts. Rumours. Anything.

"I will NOT have this any longer! If they wish to restrict our magicks then so be it! But I demand warning!" - The one with the goatee slammed the oaken tabletop with his bony hand adorned with fine, polished yet long black fingernails and a Nherazkar signet.
"Calm your temper, Barakien. We will wait so long as we must." - Said a dark elven woman wearing the robes of the Tsauritan Magistrate.

And that moment he arrived. His skull staff's eyes glowing with a persistent white light, his fine dark purple silk robes sewn in gilded thread and with the ancient symbols of the Ghazakiin making a soft swishing noise as he stepped forth from a dark corner.
"Ladies. Gentlemen. Fellow wizards. I have grave news." - His hoarse voice spoken with a slight echo and undisputed authority, his short, frail figure exuding an aura of power and humbleness, The Archmage settled by the table, his elderly frame resting in a chair one would believe he could barely even move if he tried.
"As you might know my daughter has been contained due to her loss of control over her domains. And that leaves us in an unpleasant situation. For so long as Shaylandiannae remains in stasis, the goddess of magic will not grand us any more spells. She requires all her energy to restore the integrity of the child's aura."
The uneasy mutters coming from all around in the room never answered, Thorlian the white stood to speak.
"Does this mean the domains of shadow are left unwatched?" - silence settled in the room, the elderly mage by the table leaning forwards with elbows on the tabletop, his fingers touching at the tips.
"Yes. And sorcery will remain unaccessible allover the realm as well."
The uproar that followed these words has lasted for hours on end - none realizing that the Father of Magic has already left, or perhaps so, but too late to ask him all the questions now surfacing.

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