The Tamed Arcane

[Elad™ 560]

The Tamed Arcane, the Mage’s Guild

“Tha’ Arcane will be tamed once more.”

Haadi Mubdee to the Magi Court, 16th of The First Seed, 1656

T’was a solemn evening upon the expanse of Atlas, the hazel soil, clad in emerald blades of grass split beneath the footsteps of a growing envoy, whose robes dragged upon the floors and staves of oak patted against the earth. The heavens brewed to their march, rumbling with harrowing bolts of lightning and vicious roars of thunder, dribbles of rain toppled from the ebon skies above, but the envoy paced on still, a subtle light from their respective staves ignited their path and the soldiers who marched on with, kept the darkness at bay.

 

As they paced on, more of their kindred brethren would accompany their wayward march, with an unorthodox aura which drowned out the howls of any beast nearby who fled from their encroachment upon the nearby settlement whose singular tower pierced the clouds above; a maelstrom above it, thrumming with raw arcanic power, wisps of violet, ivory, and a myriad of other colours spewed forth from the bloody great storm but their approach never stopped.

 

The soldiers cleaved their way through the brush of the wilderness, creating a pathway for the powerful envoy of magi who inevitably came upon the tower wherein a lone figure stood clad in archaic robe. With a wan smile upon his callous visage he eyed the envoy of magi, splaying both limbs wide, welcoming those gathered, and he’d begin in a sonorous tone, demanding respect from those gathered.

 

“We gather here today, magi of yore and yonder, magi o’ recent, and now. Those infamous and famous, those controversial, and those loved, ta’ conglomerate our kin once again. For our magicks ‘ave run rampant, slights and transgressions ‘ave transpired. I say, dare I say, no more!”

 

Haadi continued, furrowing his brows as he jabbed the end of his stave into the earth, piercing the soil fiercely, and a transparent force would encompass the looming tower, causing an audible thrum to momentarily spawn forth from its core. It’d abruptly ignite, torches of an emerald, translucent fire spewed from their metallic cages, preventing its spread, and it ignored the rain, the rain that would otherwise extinguish normal flame.

 

“No more are our magicks ta’ run rampant! We are tha’ Mages Guild, and we will tame tha’ Arcane once again! We will quell tha’ void and make it ours, just as we ‘ad during Crumena’s tenure as Head Master, we will learn from our mistakes, and we will become stronger. By my word, we are ta’ reclaim our former glory.”

 

He’d pause, glancing to-and-fro those gathered, the soldiers abruptly turned, sheathing their blades, with their fists to their frames, and their heads bowed.

“Ergo, it is, upon this day, that I, Haadi Mubdee, do declare..”

 

“The Mage’s Guild returns.”

 

 

 

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