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Cylus 8, Arc 721

It was already relatively late when the son of Ziell finally returned home. He had spent the better part of the trial at the Prime Atheneum, researching, wondering – and worrying, a little, the latter of which was a kind of behaviour that was at least slightly out of character for him. The fact that the island of Scalvoris that occupied a special place in his heart since he had first set a foot on it had to endure catastrophe after catastrophe and was on the brink of an actual war now whereas life in Viden was fairly peaceful constituted the cause of some concern though.

He could not help but wonder if there was more than mere bad luck involved, if there was something that had caused the collapse of the docks, the attacks in Ymiden of 718 – dark ships had appeared, and Smooglenuff Manor had been targeted among other things – the eruption of the volcano on Faldrass, and that played a part in the events surrounding Slag’s Deep now. Was there something on Scalvoris, or maybe under it, some sort of power, or maybe some sort of being? Was there something divine or maybe something magical involved?

And if that was the case, was it of immediate concern?

The people of Scalvoris needed help, no matter what was going on beneath the surface, he decided. Once upon a time, he might not have cared a about the fate of those around him as much as he did nowadays, but not out of simple indifference. He had used to think that mortalkind was doomed. He had witnessed too much cruelty, too much suffering and too many pointless deaths over the course of the centuries in order to believe anything else. He had come to the realization that Idalos was worth fighting for though, with everything that you had, and until your last breath, and that you should never give up.

As long as even a single person kept going, there was a chance.

The research that he had recently conducted would, hopefully, be of use to the Albarech and make a difference, but it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough in his opinion. He could do more. He wanted to do more, needed to do more, and he already had an idea on how he might be able to help further – which was why he immediately made his way into his study after he had eaten the dinner that his mortal cook, Elias, had made for him. He was not particularly hungry – there were so many more important things for him to do now - but he would not refuse something that had obviously been a lot of work.

(Elias had made roast chicken for him this time. It was stuffed with an assortment of finely sliced mushrooms and different herbs, among other things, with a side of vegetables, two kinds of rice, and a comparatively mild, but nonetheless delicious sauce.)

Once he had lit a lamp – in Cylus it was dark, no matter what the time of the trial was – and changed into more comfortable clothes, the Mortalborn sat down at the ornate desk in his study, grasped a pen, opened his notebook and started to think, and ultimately to write.
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Once upon a time, Doran had been a soldier in the service of Rynmeran noble lord, and later on, he had fought for himself, for what he thought was right, but over the course of the centuries, he had come to consider a lot of the reasons that wars were being waged over – matters of race and religion and sometimes not even that – to be incomprehensible, or perhaps trivial (he was not entirely sure which word he should use in that regard).

He couldn’t help but wonder why it seemed so hard for people of opposing viewpoints to simply coexist. The world of Idalos was such a vast place, there were enough room and enough resources for everyone in it, and there were a lot of other worlds besides that. He firmly believed that there was more out there, and that Idalos was more than just a tiny island in a sea of chaos, or, perhaps, an ocean of endless emptiness. Was the need for war simply a part of mortal nature?

A part of him wished there were another way, an alternative – he saw little point in wars; they just caused pain and suffering, usually on both sides, and fighting for peace seemed to be something of a contradiction to him - but another part of him realized that they were unfortunately unavoidable sometimes, and the best that you could do was to try and minimize the bloodshed and the loss of lives and protect those that you held dear.

For a moment, his thoughts also went to the Warden, the so-called enemy and what kind of person he might be – and a winged demoness that had died, without ever being given the chance to redeem himself. He wished that history would not repeat itself this time, that there would be a different outcome, but his decision had been made, regardless.

He would help Scalvoris and help give its people a brighter and better future.

He decided to take notes and to make a list of the kind of things that might be needed during a war – food, medicine and equipment, among other things, but eventually, he came to the conclusion that simply donating money would likely be more helpful. The Albarech and her Council did without a doubt have a better idea what would be needed than he did.

He was one of the richest men in Viden, if not beyond, and could afford to donate a few dozen onyx nels, with ease – and he would do that, because money would without a doubt help – but at the same time, sending mere nels didn’t seem enough to him, not nearly enough.

There was something more useful, something better than nels that he could offer to Scalvoris. The arc before, he had made a scientific breakthrough and discovered a way to replicate racial abilities with alchemy and put them into potions. His Lotharro potion that he had dubbed lothadrenaline increased the drinker’s endurance, and it might also enable those that had been wounded to live a little longer, hopefully long enough to be saved.

Besides that, Faith Augustin’s letter that had arrived not even a trial after he had asked her for her help and advice had reminded him of the fact that fast communication was essential during a crisis. For that reason, he would gift the Albarech with an Echo Scroll so that he would be able to share his newest research with her faster than even sending a message through the Eclipse Portal enabled him to – and do in a safer fashion.

With that thought in mind, he started to pen a letter that he finished with the words that Violunne Guffone, the author of the book with the star had used in the dedication to her father, once more, as a homage of sorts to her.
The Letter
To: Kura Mareth, Albarech of Scalvoris
From: Professor Doran Thetys

Esteemed Albarech,

After the letter that I sent to you on the sixth, I could not help but wonder if there was another way for me to help Scalvoris and its people in the coming war.

Last arc, I invented a way to put a Lotharro’s adrenaline into a potion. Said potion increases the drinker’s endurance. It would enable those that fight by your side to last longer without growing tired – and it might buy those that have been wounded in battle enough time to be taken to a healer for treatment.

If you think that my potions might be of use to the people of Scalvoris, let me know, and I will do my best to supply you with as many vials as possible.

I have also included the sum of sixty onyx nels with this message as I do not know what kind of resources exactly might be needed – you do without a doubt have a better idea than I do in that regard.

Furthermore, I have included an Echo Scroll as Echo Scrolls constitutes a safer and more reliable way of communication than letters in my opinion.

That being said, if there is anything else that Scalvoris and you need from me, such as additional alchemical creations, let me know, and I will do my best to provide you with it.

In Hope and Peace

Doran Thetys
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Once he had made arrangements for his donations as well as his letter to be sent to Scalvoris as soon as possible, the Mortalborn returned to his desk again, in order to think once more, and wonder, if there was anything else that could do, if perhaps there was something that he had not considered yet, something that would lead to peace rather than yet another war, and destruction, no matter how much or how little was involved.

As he sat there, thinking, he touched his chest where a mark that took the shape of a flaming scar was visible now, and thought of her, Daia, who had granted him her mark during that fateful evening in Rharne as well. He had not known her at all before that trial, but what he had witnessed back then, had been enough for him. She was good and kind and she stood against those that sought to subjugate and destroy and cause suffering.

It was of her – and of Xiur – that he thought as he plucked a shimmering hair from his head that was silver even though the rest of his hair was black, silver like Xiur’s stars and went to find a needle among his supplies. It had been a long time since he had used a needle in order to mend his damaged clothes – he didn’t do such himself anymore nowadays, but could afford to just pay someone. He struggled when it came to threading the needle and fitting the silvery strand through the hole – it took him several attempts – but that didn’t matter, not at all.

Neither did it matter that the pattern that he stitched onto the piece of soft and emerald-green fabric that he had originally planned on imbuing with an alchemical effect was imperfect and quite simple, despite his best attempt (three lines that met in the middle, like a star of sorts, he had drawn them with chalk and a ruler beforehand, to make sure that they would be relatively straight) – and that the stitches were loose rather than uniform, and of the most basic variety (mere running stitches that passed through the fabric in a simple up and down motion) – for he focused on the strongest emotion that he knew as he went about his work – hope, which had become his driving force – so that those that touched the cloth might be able to feel it as well.

In the end, that hope was what really mattered.
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Daianya Ability: Sentiment: Can be used to weave a strong emotion into an object
Etiquette: Don’t refuse a meal that took a lot of effort to cook
Needlecraft: Threading a needle
Needlecraft: Running stitches
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Can Elias please make me the chicken dinner you described? That sounds delicious....

Doran, ever-thinking and methodical, is so wonderfully written in this piece. I love how he considers everything when he mulls over decisions. I also think this bit of writing exhibits how Doran is yet evolving again. I've seen him evolve from a pc that was perfectly happy to putter around in his classroom/lab to one that considers his actions and what wider impact he could make on the world of Idalos.

Of course, in this solo, Scalvorians and their plight are large on his mind. To me as a reader, I feel it is a serious shift from Doran of the past to this new Doran who is so heavily influenced by his experiences with Xiur...and it's amazing to read.

I am sure the huge contribution will be appreciated!

If you have any questions, comments, or concerns regarding this review, feel free to PM. Enjoy your rewards!

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