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Synar's Journal: My Studies Begin
Topic Started: Mar 15 2016, 12:52 AM (218 Views)
CrazedPorcupine
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Keeper of the Veritama
1 CLE ((Synar is about 10 years old))

My Studies into magic have finally begun. The Creation of the League of Legends, and the end of major wars, has lead my parents to be more willing in me learning magic. The ancient Rune magic, those symbols we used to destroy and wreck havoc on the world, hold no place in my heart or my mind. I want to make myself use magic in a way that no one else can. Glyphs, symbols of the world we nearly tore apart, will be my focus, rather than runes, ancient symbols that are ancestor to our language.

My parents think me unaware of the happenings outside of Ionia. But I am often with my brother as we go to the village for supplies, and to sell our medicine. Merchants spread rumors. Our medicine was often in high demand. Soldiers from oversees would often purchase our medicine in bulk because of it's potency. I listened, observed, like my parents taught. Those times, instead of the plants and animals near our greenhouses, I'd listen to the people in the village. War, I don't understand it. Conflict, where people get hurt and die? Why would we do that. And Worse, why would we use magic to harm instead of heal and protect? From the rumors, the mainland was changed and thousands died. Fertile Valleys were turned into barren mountains, Rivers flow nowhere, and mountains shattered and became valleys.

Ionia is not part of the League now, but someday we will be and I am determined to be ready. I will learn magic, and I will make it my own. I will become a powerful mage, a summoner of the League. I swear it.

5 CLE ((Synar is about 15))
It has been 4 years since I began my studies. My desire to become potent is delayed only by my desire to change how I use magic. So many people are taught at least basic rune magic here in Ionia. It's influence flows all throughout Ionia, like a beating heart, a pulse of power ebbing and flowing throughout the mountains and groves. In the 4 years I've been studying, I've manged to find the true symbols, for several things, elements, but also parts of humanity, emotions, constructs, energy and power. It isn't enough, and I must keep going.

The elements come naturally to me. The woods, trees, animals and birds. They speak to me, helping me find the proper symbols to draw upon their power. The elements, constructs, human emotions. They're harder to encapsulate in what I call "Veritama". The Glyphs of Truth. Each glyph allows me to channel magic to replicate in preciseness what those glyphs represent. I can create arcane creatures that last until I dispel them, cause plants to grow at accelerated rates, and even help people feel love and peace within themselves.

I cannot yet use more than a single glyph at a time, but I won't worry about that until after I have built up a larger library of Veritama. My studies shall last a lifetime, perhaps, if I find the right Glyphs, I may end up living for longer, and my duty shall be to the Veritama. Finding the ancient truths, the glyphs that lead to the creation of runes. Maybe, if I'm lucky, I will find the Veritama for Veritama itself. If I find that, I may be able to rewrite magic itself, make it so that Rune magic would never work. It's a silly dream, but if all things have a Veritama, then it must have one for itself.

10 CLE ((Synar is about 20))
It's been 5 years, and still my studies are slow. The League has strict entry requirements. A fellow Ionian, Lee Sin, a gifted young man, has been studying summoning for years now, and he's still only an apprentice. If I am to show that I am capable and strong, then I must prove that I provide more than any other individual in dedication and knowledge. My library of Veritama is expanding. My goal of finding Veritaras, the Veritama for Veritama, still eludes me.

I am now capable of bending even the forces that bind people to earth to my will now. Reflections reveal their secrets to me, and I can instill bravery and courage into weak souls. My magic grows ever more encompassing. People see me study and drawing, and thing me obsessive. My parents are continuing to support my research. They enjoy seeing me engrossed in a subject. I enjoyed studying the plants with them, but they knew it wasn't my calling. They're happy that I've found my desire.

I journeyed to the groves of the legendary Soraka. I spoke with them, and learned much about magic, the stars, the heavens, and so much else. They also granted me something that ensures that I will endure long enough to at least fill more of my library, more than I ever thought possible. They gave me the life of a tree. I am now imbued with the power to age beyond all human recognition. I am not immortal, nor do I avoid aging, but I age slowly, and I will live the length of the most ancient of trees. I am capable of living for centuries. I will find Veritama for everything. I will find the Veritama for age, time, and dimensions.

19 CLE ((Synar is about 29))
It feels like it's been forever. My hunger for knowledge seems to be unsatiable. I have become a Summoner for the Institute of War. I have access to ancient records that few people will ever get to see. My library grows ever larger. I can create blades, weapons, of magic, as well as armor and shields. Not arcane barriers, but actual swords and shields that regular soldiers can use. I have finally found the process for unifying Veritama. I can create dragons of fire, sea serpents. I can teleport great distances, and capture the magical essence of other summoners.

I have found the truth behind so many things, and it scares me. I fear that I may one day go truly made with power. Shen, and the others of the Kinkou order, are here, in the Institute. I have seen Shen combat things of an alternate realm. I have seen creatures from the Void be captured and contained, made deals with. There is more to this world than meets the eye. I must find a way to enter one of the other dimensions that border this world. I must find the Veritama necessary to create the portals between dimensions. However, most of the High summoners, would consider spells of that magnitude magic of the same level that was forbidden with the end of the Rune Wars.

I don't care. Secrets, and truth, are hidden just out of sight, and I am determined to find it.
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