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Ashan 23, Arc 721

The last time that the son of Ziell had visited Scalvoris the arc before, it had been under entirely different conditions. The Council had already declared war on Slag's Deep, but things had still been largely peaceful regardless, and the volcano on Faldrass had not erupted yet. He had held a series of guest lectures at the local university back then, on Blood Magic which was the branch of alchemy that he specialized in. He had fond memories of that time, despite everything. It was one of the reasons why Scalvoris occupied such a special place in his heart.

This time, he would not return in order to teach though, at least not mostly.

After his conversation with Xiur who had become one of his patron Immortals and whose blessing he bore nowadays, he had realized that he needed to visit the island again if he wanted to help its people and prevent the worst, that there was only so much that he could do if he stayed in Viden. He was under no illusion that war could not be avoided sometimes, that it was in fact an unfortunate necessity sometimes, but he still believed that a peaceful solution could be found, or that the bloodshed and the suffering could be minimized, at the very least.

Xiur had told him about his mother, Fei, and that her grave was located below Scalvoris. He had told him of his sister and her fury and her anger and how what she had done had acted like a stopper on a bottle – and what might happen if the creature who wore the face of Warden’s daughter were released. He believed that that might be why Chrien was angry, because her mother had died – and because people planned on fighting a war and committing a sacrilege on her grave, because they planned on desecrating it.

He didn’t think that they knew what was under Scalvoris – he preferred to believe the best of people – but even so, Chrien’s anger was understandable, and one of the reasons why it should end differently – and why learning more about Fei and the others of her kind, and the past of Scalvoris and the world was paramount. The university that offered people the opportunity to study Immortal History as well as the Original Beings was the logical place to start in his opinion.

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The locals considered the beginning of Ashan to be rigidly cold, but the Mortalborn who had spent the past couple of arcs in Viden found the temperatures comparatively pleasant, like a gentle spring trial. Normally, he might actually have enjoyed his walk to the university, but as it was, he could not help but be in a thoughtful and slightly somber mood. Besides trying to find something that would help Scalvoris and give its people, all of its people, hope, he had also come to the island to pray for a woman that had died more than a millennium before. In his opinion, Fei had been more than just something to be researched. She had also been a mother, a sister and a friend, and her descendants still walked this world.

He was dressed as he usually was, in fine clothes, a bespoke suit that was made of dark wool with hints of silver, black boots and a dark coat, and his hands were encased in gloves. He had no interest in showing off his wealth, but he believed in upholding certain standards (although he would not judge people that had a different attitude in that regard; in the end, your actions mattered more than any exterior factors in his opinion).

The Institute of Metaphysics, he noticed and furrowed his brow fractionally, was comparatively small. It might even have been the smallest institute at the university, which made it easier for him to find his way around, but it still took him a while to reach the office of the professor he wanted to talk to. He had been told that Professor Tag Fridson, one of the Professors that specialized in the study of Original Beings, had actually visited the Shrine of Fei on Immortals Tongue with a group of students a few arcs back. The university employee that he had talked to remembered it so clearly because one of the students had been Faith Augustin, although she had been less famous then.

Considering the questions that he wanted to ask once again, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. He had inquired if Professor Fridson actually had time beforehand, of course, but he considered it to be polite not to enter the man’s office unannounced, nevertheless. He only opened the door once he heard his colleague’s voice – and closed it behind him again as he had no interest in the people in the hallway listening.

“Good trial”, he spoke in a calm and utterly polite tone of voice and inclined his head slightly. “Professor Doran Thetys from Viden. I asked if you had time to talk about the Original Being Fei with me. I learned from Xiur that her grave his located beneath Scalvoris”, he continued, pausing briefly to give Professor Fridson time to think about that as he realized that someone talking to an Immortal might be a somewhat unusual occurrence. “Fei’s grave and the powers it harbors – and what happens when they are released – seem to play a central role in the current conflict. I was hoping that you’d be able to tell me more about her and the other Original’s fate – and what Scalvoris was like before. I heard that you explored Immortal’s Tongue a while ago and are familiar with the shrines there, among other things.”

Those were not his only questions, of course – he had more, a lot more – but he did not want to overwhelm his colleague, and thus he decided to only pose one or two at a time and start with the reason for his research and what he considered to be the most important questions of all. The power that originated from Fei’s grave – and Chrien’s anger – were not the only things that mattered. In her fury, Chrien had ravaged something, destroyed something. Scalvoris’ past – or what had been there before Scalvoris had existed – played a part as well and constituted another piece of the puzzle that he was trying to solve.

At least that was what he thought right now.

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Profesor Tag Fridson was actually busy grading papers when he heard the nock on the door. He looked up, and then stood up and walked over to open the door himself. He looked curiously at dark haired man on the other side of the door. His mind was still mostly on the easy he was about to tear about when Doran made his introduction and gave an explanation. Piped curiosity entered his eyes, and he motioned for Doran to enter. “It is nice to meet you Professor.” He said and indicated to a chair by his desk. There was one he reserved for students that was directly across from his chair, but he pointed to one that didn’t leave the desk sitting directly between the two of them.

Taking his own chair he listened as Doran finished. “So you have spoken with Xuir?” Was the first statement out of the professor’s mouth. He leaned forward and said. “So if your talking with him I assume that means your are one of his marked.” It seemed a bit off topic to the asked question but the professor waited for a simple acknowledgement of the questions before he continued. “I have been to Immortal Tongue and yes I have visited her shrine there.” He paused before answering. “So Xuir believes that his mother and her death are still haunting us today. Well I would have to agree.”

He thought for a long moment. “This island or more actually a earlier version of it had the miss fortune of drawing Fei attention.” He said and continued, “Please be aware that my information sadly comes from very bias sources. Fei was one of the seven maybe eight Originals. They were NOT part of Idalos when it was first crafted. Fei of all of the Originals was the less intrusive, well at least personally. The effects of her efforts though created some of the greatest catastrophes the world has faced.” He said this calmly as if he was discussing cakes. “She found a city here on this island, and she loved and protected it. I understand that she was a wander, and who should join her on that wandering but Faldrun himself.” He gave the other professor a meaningful look. “She maintained peace in her realm and was herself peaceful but she avoided getting her hands dirty by setting Chrien up as a guard to keep the others away. Then the fracture happened. Xuir was right, she was somewhere in the waters beneath this island when it happened. Chrien, three a massive temper tantrum and destroyed everything her mother had loved, and Faldrun did the same though his was world wide while Chrien destroyed the original inhabitants of this island drove their city into the water and then has sat there brooding.”

He paused. “Each Original created an area of chaos called a grand Fractrum when they died. Her’s is below the island, and tends to cause people to change. The more magic you have the more it changes. No one has really had much luck studying it, or if they have the decided not to come back.” The professor said he paused. “I can’t tell you why she was in the ocean at the time. Maybe she was studying something there. She was very into studying odd thing, so it is possible something is trapped down there. In all reality something could be there that is trapped. Yes easily.”

Doran would notice that the professor was particular heated about his comments. He actually said
The whole thing with an amused expression and tone.
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“Thank you, Professor Fridson. I greatly appreciate that you are willing to talk to me and answer my questions“, the Mortalborn spoke in a polite tone of voice and took a seat on the chair by the desk that his colleague had indicated, folding his hands in his lap and keeping his back straight as he did so. Regardless of the reason for his visit and how important the matter at hand was, Professor Fridson being willing to answer his questions was not something that should be taken for granted in his opinion.

“You are correct, I am indeed one of Xiur’s marked”, he confirmed in a calm tone of voice and inclined his head slightly. He had been reluctant to talk about his connection to Syroa, back when he had still been one of her marked. He had not shared the details with anybody apart from his lover Llyr, in fact. In hindsight, he realized, he had begun to distance himself from her long before the Mummer’s Ball. He usually admitted that he bore Xiur’s blessing without hesitation though. He was proud of it, and he served him with all of his heart.

He didn’t think that Professor Fridson’s question was off topic either; Xiur played an important part in this here, after all, perhaps an even more important one than most people realized.

With that thought in mind, he listened to his colleague’s answers. He did not raise his voice again until after Professor Fridson had finished speaking, although there were several things that he was quite curious about. In fact, he sat there for a few moments, furrowing his brow barely noticeably before he remarked, “You said that the Originals were not part of Idalos when it had first been crafted. Do you – or does anybody know – where they came from?”

He was not sure to which extent the origin of the Immortals’ creators mattered when it came to the current conflict and the war with Slag’s Deep; Professor Fridson’s answer might be of some help though. It might give him a clue as to why the world was the way that he was, provided that the younger man actually knew something about it. He had often wondered about the strangeness of Idalos and the magic that it was filled with. He firmly believed that the solutions to a lot of Idalos’ current as well as future problems could be found in the distant past; perhaps even in the time that predated the Immortals.

“And do you know why their exact number is not known? Who are the others?” he added. It seemed strange to him that Professor Fridson had spoken of “seven, maybe eight” Originals, at least, rather than mentioning a definite number.

Professor Fridson had talked about the great catastrophes that Fei had caused in a calm tone of voice – which was something that the son of Ziell actually preferred to people getting emotional. He couldn’t help but wonder which catastrophes Xiur’s mother had created though – and what exactly the nature of her connection to Faldrun was. He had not known that they had been so close. There were more than half a dozen Immortals involved in the current conflict, on different sides. Did Faldrun play a part as well?

He furrowed his brow once more, fractionally, before he wanted to know in a thoughtful tone of voice, meeting the younger man’s gaze as he did so, “You spoke of the effects of Fei's efforts creating some of the greatest catastrophes that the world has faced, Professor Fridson. Which ones do you mean – and is the name of the city that existed here once known? Xiur spoke of that which Chrien destroyed in her anger and fury, but he did not mention a name to me, and it did not occur to me to ask at the time”, he admitted in a calm tone of voice – they had talked about so many things that he had only had time to ponder some of them in more detail after his patron Immortal had departed again.

Professor Fridson spoke of Chrien throwing a temper tantrum; to the son of Ziell her behaviour was understandable though, to some extent. Very few people would not be upset if their mother had died, at least if they had loved said mother, although most would not destroy an entire city and kill all of the people in it. But then again, he had begun to formulate a theory. Once upon a time, he had wondered to which extent his father’s kin were capable of feeling. Nowadays, he couldn’t help but wonder if they felt more strongly – at least when it came to feelings that were associated with their domains.

And besides that, he couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to Chrien’s fury than her mother’s death and the possible desecration of her grave. Chrien had been set up as a guard. What if she was still guarding something – or trying to keep the others away?

What if …

“Do you think that there might still be something left, deep under the water?” he wanted to know and furrowed his brow slightly.

Whatever city had existed on the island before, had been destroyed. Destruction did not always – perhaps not even usually – mean total annihilation and obliteration though. He doubted that a lot of creatures could survive such an event, but there might still be ruins – or artifacts.

When Professor Fridson told him that each Original had left a Grand Fracture behind when they had died, Doran raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise, although the expression on his face changed very little otherwise. Xiur had talked about the powers of Fei’s grave and what might happen if they were released, but up until now, he had not known the proper term for it – and that there were more such Grand Fractures. It subsequently made him wonder if there were other places that were in just as much danger as Scalvoris, if all of Idalos was on the brink of a catastrophe in fact – and if that was the reason for all those strange creatures and plants that existed on Scalvoris, among other things.

(He did not ponder the other Grand Fractures and what would happen if their powers were released any further though, at least not for the time being, but focused on the problem that was the most pressing one and that he might actually have a realistic chance at solving. Doing anything else was counter-productive, could cause considerable delays and have the potential of overwhelming even the most disciplined of people in his opinion.)

Professor Fridson’s mention of magic made him thoughtful once more. He was a mage himself, albeit not an extremely powerful one – Llyr had initiated him into Transmutation approximately an arc and a half before. There were ways to suppress one’s spark, but he was not sure if any of them were powerful enough to counter whatever was inside Fei’s Fracture. The strange powder that Noth, the Prince of Eternal Mercies had gifted to him might have some sort of effect – it negated energy and uncast spells, among other things, but he was not at all sure if Fei’s Fracture or any of the other fractures should actually be explored. They were graves, and the dead deserved to rest in peace, no matter how powerful they had been and how long they had been gone.

“A creature from the time of the Originals - or before”, he murmured. Unlike Professor Fridson, he was not amused at all; on the contrary, the tone of his voice was utterly serious. Xiur had mentioned the Warden’s daughter, that anything good had been stripped away from her, that her soul had been consumed – and that something else wore her face now. “Do you think that whatever is trapped down there, below Scalvoris, could be capable of possessing someone – or controlling someone or something?” he wondered and looked at the other man, aware that he might not know the answer to that particular question – or some of the other questions that he had asked (although he had accidentally answered one of the questions that he had not asked aloud yet).

Xiur had mentioned that the “cork” might pop if the creature that wore the Daughter’s face were released though, and thus he couldn’t not ask. If he knew something about the creature, even a little – even if it was just its approximate age and where it might have lived before it had taken control of the Daugher – it might eventually lead to some sort of solution, if his theory turned out to be correct, at least. It would be a starting point that he would be able to continue his research from.
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Professor Fridson acknowledge the thanks and spoke up. “I am happy to talk about Immortals and Originals any trial. In all honesty I like being interrupted for these kinds of discussions. Writing paper is nice but there’s nothing as satisfying as talking to someone face to face on something you enjoy.” His eyes sparkled at that, but turned his attention to the questions that were actually at hand.

“Excellent. It is always nice talk with those marked by an Immortal. I find their information to be more accurate, at least on the subject of the Immortal who has marked them, then any other source.” He said and then pulled out some paper and wrote down on it. “I hope you don’t mind if I ask you a few questions as well. Honestly there is a lot written about the Immortals, but I am not sure how much is truth and how much is religious fervor.”

The Professor looked pleased at Doran’s question about where the Originals came from and he shook his head. “Maybe some of the Immortals know more about it, but information on the Originals is like a shadow of the truth. We know its there, but the full picture isn’t really there. Some theories suggest they are connected to the Emea, and possible came from there but again that idea comes threw deductive reasoning related to studies on the connections of the Immortals and the Emae, and Immortals and spirits. Even then I wouldn’t be willing to propose the idea in a paper.”

The Professor would be have agreed with Doran’s thoughts if he was aware of them, but we asked about why the exact number isn’t know he shrugged. “I think the ultimate reason is information on the Originals is intentionally not shared or talked about.” He paused and then said. “Based on information gathered about the immortals, they seem to fall into seven families, so based on that we know there are seven, but there are mentions of at least one more, but the records are so vague that it is possible maybe the reference refer to two or three Originals who didn’t have Immortal offspring.” He looked at Doran. “My personal view is that the Originals didn’t expect to die. So there was certain knowledge that wasn’t ever recorded because it was just known. When they did die, in the chaos much was lost, and the Immortals seem unable to really talk about it.”

Fridson leaned forward at this question. “Fei’s death lead to as I mentioned Chrien’s destruction of that city, which as far as I can tell whipped anyone on the island.” He paused at that point. “I can’t give you a concrete name, but it seems to be Pike, or Pyk, with a y instead of an I and no e, or I have even seen Pick.” He paused again. “This is where it gets fuzzy, and honestly Xuir or another immortal might have a clearer answer. There isn’t anything directly saying it, but the theory I subscribe to is human emerged around the time of Originals death, and that the city of Pyk was inhabited by another race. So if that is the case not only did she destroy that city she might have wiped out a whole race.” The professor looked at Doran. “If you look at most races creation stories they really to stem from this time. You don’t have a single settlement older then a few hundred years, and all seem to be involve chaos turmoil.” He paused to let him think about it.

“Fei herself was a scientist and explorer. Some of the Originals seemed to be loaners or just unpleasant. Fei seemed to have drawn a circle of immortals around her. She wandered the world, loved the oceans and they seemed to be her territory. She made things, and creatures just seemed to love her.” He looked intently at Doran his face serious. “I honestly believe Faldren’s animosity and warlike attitude is his continual response to her death. So is it possible there is something Fei made buried deep down there, it is very possible. Do I know anything about it. No. Chrien destroyed any record of what her mother actually did.” He paused and said. “Though is it possible something was released with her death, yes I can see that. Could it possess people, given that the power of Fei grave causes people to change, maybe. I would think assuming more powers would be the wisest when dealing with anything associated with the scientist Original.”
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When Professor Fridson assured him that he was happy to talk about the Immortals and the Originals and that there was in fact nothing as satisfying as talking to someone face to face on something that you enjoyed, the Mortalborn smiled slightly and inclined his head in agreement. “It is”, he remarked. “I enjoy working in the laboratory and working on my research papers, but I need the scientific discourse just as much”, he added before he fell silent again in order to listen to his younger colleague’s explanations.

“I do agree that the answer in regard to the Originals’ origin can be found in Emea, and I think that it could, possibly, also be connected to the matter of ether”, he replied. “I studied both Emea and ether in the past, although it is not my current focus. I have been thinking of looking into it further in the future”, he admitted in a calm tone of voice. Llyr had not only initiated him into Transmutation, but also into Dreamwalking, and thus he had a better idea of ether and dreams than the average inhabitant of Idalos.

And unlike them, he likely had centuries to learn even more.

“The Immortals and those that are related to them hardly ever expect to die”, he remarked when Professor Fridson spoke about the Originals, that he had thought that they hadn’t expected to die and that a lot of knowledge had been lost in the subsequent chaos. As he spoke, his tone of voice momentarily became a hint more somber as he thought of the Mummer’s Ball in Rharne. Syroa had without a doubt not expected that to be the end either.

He occasionally found the idea that he might have to die one trial hard to fathom. His life had already lasted for several centuries, and yet, he appeared to be a man of no more than thirty arcs. How much harder to fathom had the idea that their existence could be finite been for the Originals whose power had likely surpassed his own a thousandfold?

“It makes sense though, doesn’t it?” he remarked in a thoughtful tone of voice, although the expression on his face or his posture changed very little when Professor Fridson mentioned that the Immortals seemed unable to talk about it. “Talking about a parent that died unexpectedly and perhaps violently can be hard, even impossible, at times. It has been more than a millennium, an impossible span of time for mortalkind, but I do not think that the Immortals perceive time the way that most humans do, and they do not feel the way that mortalkind do”, he added, aware that this might not be the whole truth, but only an aspect of it. The Immortals only looked like mortal beings, sometimes, but they were not, and some of their thoughts and feelings might be completely different from Professor Fridson’s or his own.

“For them, the death of their creators might as well have happened a moment ago”, he remarked. Time seemed to move differently to him sometimes, at least. A seven-trial or a cycle hardly mattered to him and seemed like nothing compared to the four centuries that he had already walked this world.

For a moment, he couldn’t help but wonder if the solution would be as simple as another conversation with Xiur – or a conversation with his father, if he ever saw again, if he would answer if he asked him about his grandparent, but how did you bring a topic that was possibly wrought with a lot of pain up?

Before long, he found himself distracted from his musings as Fridson revealed the name of Fei’s city, or at least a number of possible names. He furrowed his brow barely noticeably as he listened before he remarked, “Pyke. There is an island called Pyke in the Eastern Settlements in Rynmere, an island with buildings made of volcanic stone where it never snows. I do not know if it has anything to do with Fei’s city – that the names are the same or very similar is most likely just coincidence – but I cannot help but wonder, nevertheless”, he explained.

“I lived in Rynmere for some time and served as an ambassador, among other things”, he explained in case Professor Fridson was wondering how he knew about that. He had been the ambassador of Etzos in Rynmere for a while after the battle at Treid’s Tomb – which might constitute another piece of the puzzle he was trying to solve. Audrae, or at least her creations, the Naerikk, had been involved back then as well.

When Professor Fridson told him that Chrien had not only destroyed a city, but might also have wiped out an entire race, the son of Ziell raised an eyebrow and grew somber once more. “Do you think that some answers could be found by studying the histories of the races of Idalos and the stories about how they were created then?” he asked. It was yet another topic that might not play a central part in the current conflict, but that was related to it, nevertheless. It was so much bigger than he had thought at first – and did not only impact Scalvoris, but could be felt in other parts of the world as well.

For a moment, he wondered if people had any idea - and if they would actually pay heed to his warning, his warning that they were desecrating someone's grave.

“Xiur told me what his mother was like”, he spoke when Professor Fridson talked about how Fei had been a scientist and an explorer. Since he had first heard about her, he could not help but feel that they had something in common. He was a scientist as well, and infinitely curious about the world; at least he was so nowadays, after his eyes had been opened. He did not dwell on that for more than a couple of trills though, but continued to listen, furrowing his brow thoughtfully once more. “Do you think that Faldrun might be angry because he lost his companion then? You mentioned that Fei and Faldrun were close”, he added. Were all those conflicts due to people losing someone that they had cared about, and if that was the case, would it stop if Fei returned from the dead?

Once upon a time, he might have considered the idea of someone, let alone an Original Being, being brought back from the dead impossible, but he had witnessed Yeva’s return at the Mummer’s Ball with his own eyes, and Daia whose mark he bore nowadays had been resurrected as well. What if Fei returned, even if it was only for a while?

“It could either possess someone then – or change someone to such an extent that they are not who they were before”, he murmured when the conversation turned to the creature that might be trapped below Scalvoris. Something had taken the daughter’s place, and the father had been tricked by Audrae, but what if the power of the fracture or the creature itself played a part here as well? What if the son of Qylios had been changed as well, either by the creature or the fracture that existed below Scalvoris?

He knew that he was without a doubt wrong in certain regards, but ruling out certain possibilities was a part of the process, as was knowing what was not the case, and being wrong could eventually lead you closer to the place where the answers that you were looking for could be found.

“You mentioned that much was lost in the chaos following the death of the Originals. Do you consider it possible that something still exists somewhere? Do you think that there is anything left of the world before – or the races that populated it before the current ones arrived?” he wondered. It seemed entirely possible that something had survived Fei’s death, but he could not help but wonder about the rest of the world now. “What is currently happening in Scalvoris seems to have its roots in the distant past, before the Originals died, maybe even before they were created”, he explained, voicing what he had only thought about before loud now, before he fell silent once more and looked at the other man thoughtfully.

“You mentioned that you wanted to ask a few questions as well”, he finally spoke, smiling very lightly in spite of how serious the situation at hand was. “Is there anything in particular that you are curious about? It is only fair that I answer your questions after you have answered so many of mine.”
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Fridson listened as Doran expressed his view on the originals and the Emea. He nodded his head. “The is good to hear. I would like to now more as you study it. I don’t really have a good way of really researching it, and you are the first who has some knowledge on the subject of the Emea who also knows something about the Originals.” He said and shook his head. “Honestly I have thought about learning magic before but the thought also kinds of unnerves me so I haven’t really had the chance to study ether.”

Fridson listened intently as Doran spoke over the conversation about death, grief and the Immortals. This was why he was one of the leading experts on the Originals was because he could collect the different pieces that were being presented to him, and there was a twinkle of a question in the professors eyes. Eventually he spoke as Doran explained for them it might have been only a moment. His eyes were thoughtful. “It is an interesting idea, and one with a lot of merit. Though I don’t think it’s the complete explanation. Mortality teaches us a different flow of time. It also teaches us how to cope with grief. Which I suspected is actually the bigger issue here. My grandfather died when I was 8, my grandmother when I was 14, my father when I was 32. I felt grief, but I also had to live in the world. I still had to eat and such. I still miss them even though it has been a long time for some of them. My grief isn’t gone, but as a mortal I have the ability to cope with that grief. True not all mortals cope the same way.” He said aware of the difference, “But we cope, or we die. So the basic point I am making is that I believe very much grief affects the Immortals, some release it through anger, I suspect others through other ways based on there domains.” He thought for a moment. “Possible also how close they were to their Original parent. Faldres was Fei’s companion not parent.” He looked at Doran feeling the man could follow that train of thought. “Either way the grief is there, and the results of it have left its mark on the world.” He laughed then. “Getting an answer to that might need a psychologist.”

While listening to Doran’s question Fridson grabbed a note book and wrote some of what Doran said. “I was unaware of that island, but it is possible that legends about the other the original Pyke influenced it. I honestly would need to know more about the location before I could say more. It could just as easily be total unrelated. It’s a short name so could easily be replicated.” He said as he scribbled it down to see what else he could study on it later.

He thought for a long moment after at many of Doran’s questions as they talked. “I personal think those questions are related.” He paused and pulled out a folder with some papers. “I am sorry to say I don’t have all of their names memorized. The Originals who were parents of the Immortals are Anox, Ati’el, Brelt’ek, Cierel, Fei, Luesco, Pieren.” He looked up. “The last one I don’t have an name for, though I have found references to the Sorceress, which is a title none of the other Immortal holds. I have also seen references to The Ambitious one. I personally think they are the same person but I could be wrong.” He stood up then and walked to look out his window. “I think records could have survived. I actually hope that there is a lost archive from that time.” He looked sad, “But that being said I do believe that there are sources out, but that most were destroyed, and I personally suspect that something are trying to keep information on the Originals scares. I bet if you asked the librarians in Viden they will tell you that the books that disappear the most are ones on the originals.” His look was direct. “I very much believe that the origin stories hold many of the truths, but I feel it is truths about the Immortals themselves. As far as I can tell, the Immortals are always the divine beings in them. You don’t find mention of them in those stories. I still think that with that information much can be learned and guessed at.”

He returned to his desk and handed him the paper and another piece of paper. “If you would like to take a copy of the list.” On it he would find a list of the names and titles that he was sure on. There were a couple titles he had listed as not confirmed, but had lines drawn indicating who he thought they belonged two. Then the list with the two titles that were listed as un associated.

The professor paused as he Doran asked him what his questions where. His eyes grew thoughtful. “I think I would actually like to wait. Once this is over, assuming we’re all not running from the island for our lives.” He was clearly not joking with that statement. “I would like it if you would sit down with me and help fill in my knowledge gaps.” He paused and looked at the other man. “I know much of it is educated guessing, but I find it usually close to the mark, and I hope it helps save my home.”
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“Magic is unnerving“, Doran agreed in a somewhat thoughtful tone of voice when Professor Fridson admitted that he had thought about learning magic, but that it also unnerved him. “It changes you, sometimes for better and sometimes for worse, but it always changes you”, he remarked, but he did not say more. He did not point out that the initiation was more likely to kill you than turn you into a mage – a scholar that was accomplished as Tag Fridson did without a doubt know that. Neither did he go into detail regarding the changes that mages underwent, although a conversation with an old acquaintance – and his doubts regarding the man’s mental state and his many sparks – had cemented his decision never to progress his own magic or acquire a second spark.

“As for the matter of ether”, he continued. “I can share what I know with you, about ether – and Emea - once this here is over, provided that you are interested”, he offered.

When Professor Fridson told him that his idea regarding the Immortals and grief had a lot of merit, but that he didn’t think that it was the complete explanation, Doran inclined his head and looked at the other man with obvious curiosity. He had to admit, he enjoyed talking to his colleague. Professor Fridson was intelligent, and his help would be invaluable when it came to the current conflict and finding a hopefully peaceful resolution.

Upon hearing that mortality taught you to cope with grief grief, he couldn’t help but wonder though. His lifespan had the potential of being as long as his father’s, provided that he did not use his abilities excessively, but he felt grief just as strongly, if not even more so – because he had lost – and loved – much more than the people around him. A moment later, he nodded again though and remarked, somewhat slowly, as if he were still trying to wrap his head around it to some extent,

“I think you have a point. One of Chrien’s domains is spite, for example. It makes sense that her grief is furious and devastating. Xiur clearly grieves for his mother as well, but his grief is different. And probably”, he added and smiled very lightly when Professor Fridson said that getting an answer to that question might need a psychologist. He couldn’t help but wonder if anybody had ever tried to give the Immortals therapy, and what had happened. Mortals could see a doctor or a psychologist if something was wrong, but who ever cared about the mental and physical wellbeing of his father’s kin?

Did the mortals that worshipped them and bore their marks ever consider such things, or did they just see the Immortals as something to be prayed to, something to be researched, something that granted them certain powers? The thought momentarily made him grow more somber. His father’s kin were different, but they were not unfeeling.

Just like Professor Fridson, the son of Ziell occasionally took notes. His memory was good, but it was not perfect, and this here was too important to take any chances. When his colleagues told him the names of the Originals, apart from the last one, he furrowed his brow fractionally as he wondered why their real name was not known – and whether his father might have an idea. Did the Immortals know who the eight Original had been?

While Professor Fridson eventually stood and walked over to the window, Doran remained seated although he turned his head in order to look at the other man. “So, someone – or something – might be destroying or hiding sources on the Originals on purpose”, he murmured and stroke his chin as he wondered what that meant, and why they were doing it – and if Professor Fridson’s suspicion was actually true. “Perhaps, some of the records will eventually be found”, he remarked. The fact that there was no mention of the Immortals as divine beings in those stories did not really surprise him. They were powerful, incredibly so, but could they be divine if other beings and other races had walked the world of Idalos before them?

He also couldn’t help but wonder if you should actually try to find out the truth about the Immortals, or if it would be heresy, and something that might have unforeseen and devastating consequences on top of it. The world was good the way it was now and largely enjoyable, apart from certain conflicts. Things might change if you uncovered too many truths. But then again, did he not deserve to know what his ancestors really were and where they had come from, at least? He knew that he had powers, and domains, and that there was divine ether involved, but so much of his Immortal side was still a mystery to him.

His train of thought as to whether it would be wise to dig deeper and if his personal history and his own feelings should play any part in this at all, was interrupted when Professor Fridson returned to his desk and handed him two pieces of paper. He smiled – he had not expected him to give him his list – before he inclined his head and accepted them. “Thank you very much, professor”, he remarked. “That will be very helpful. And I would like to do that. Let’s meet again once this here is over, talk about the Immortals, Emea, ether and all the things in between and drink tea, provided that the worst does not come to pass”, he said. He knew that Scalvoris’ destruction was a definite possibility, but he decided to be hopeful rather than assuming the worst or feeling overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of what was happening.

Life was nothing without hope.

“I will do what I can”, he promised the younger man. Eventually, he put the papers that Professor Fridson had handed to him as well as his own notes away, rose from his chair and bid his colleague farewell. There was more work to be done, and there were more things to be researched. Soon, he would travel to Faldrass in order to talk to Vega Creede which would be his last destination before that fateful trial in the Glass Temple.
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The professor was aware of the risk to getting magic. Some people thought it worth the risk others didn’t and he was among those who didn’t. Though not having it did make him a little ignorant of the nature of ether and such. “I would enjoy learning more both subjects. Some scholars tend to forget that few subjects are entirely isolated in an of themselves. I do think that while we won’t know exactly what happened and the all the mechanics we would begin to understand it better.”

The professor could see that his speculations on the nature of immortals made Doran give it some real thought. “That is very good point. My field tends to focus on the theology of the Immortals, there isn’t much a on the actual nature of the Immortals. I also am not sure the Immortals themselves are actually aware of their own nature. Maybe we need an anthropologist who can actually watch Immortal interact.” He shrugged. “Either way it is something to keep studying.”

Professor Fridson nodded his head as Doran acknowledged his speculation. “I might be wrong, but it is interesting how little is to be found.” Soon the conversation came to and end and the man grinned at Doran’s suggestion. “We do need to meet back up and we can see how helpful, or how wrong my theories were.” He said with a twinkle in his eyes. “Though I am sure regardless we can certainly expand it more.”


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Thank you for the chance to mod this thread. I love seeing the different theories that Doran comes up with. He would be a fun person to have academic discussion with. He truly listen, but looks everything over and makes up his own mind. Keep it up and hopefully we can see a Doran book on Immortal theory.

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Psychology: Immortals respond to grief based on their domains.
Psychology: How long you live can affect how long you grieve
Investigation: Information on the Originals is selectively shared.
Investigation: Records beyond the races creations are scares.
Investigation: Scalvoris sits over a Grand Fractrum
Research: There are only 7 Originals who had Immortal Children
Research: The locations of the Originals deaths are Grand Fractrum
Research: Fei was a scientist and like to make things.




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