The First Lesson

by Groht Arautok (Bighill)

I left my home to search for a master that could teach me more about magic. I was already approaching the limits of the known applications of runes, but I knew there had to be more. I knew there were many skilled artificers, crafting amazing magical items that my work didn't even come close to. There had to be more ways to guide the magic through an artifact.

The Master was famous around Skylark, even I in my mountain home had heard of her exploits.

As I arrived in Parabor, it did not take long for me to find the Master and ask her to share her knowledge. She seemed quite happy to accept me as her student, but had one condition: I had to keep an open mind. Now, it took much restraint not to open up my book of grudges for that comment, but I resigned myself to adding it later, as declaring the grudge then and there probably would've lost me my teacher.

I accepted her terms and was immediately taken into the forest for what would be my first "lesson".

The Master brought me to a clearing filled with flowers. Elves. I was about to turn back to civilization when the Master spoke up. She explained to me that these flowers harnessed magic naturally from their environment. As she picked one of the flowers, I could see the magical energy flow through its stem and petals. The Master took out a knife, placed it against her arm, and cut. Before the blood could even start flowing, the magical energy from the flower arced over to the cut and closed it up. Fascinating. She handed me the flower as she passed me, heading back to town.

I studied the flower until I could understand the entirety of the magical systems within. Then, struck by inspiration, I started carving. Forming the shape of the flower into a piece of gypsum using runes. As I carved the final rune it imbued the stone with magic. Three petals grew from the stone. Their texture was almost identical to the real plant, but they were obviously made from gypsum.

I grabbed my trusty hammer and smacked it on my thumb. Great grandfathers, it was a fine strike, but in my enthusiasm to test my theory I had forgotten about the pain. I picked one of the petals and put it on what was once my thumb. Nothing happened. I pushed it on tighter and tried to remember how the magical energy flowed and arced from the flower that day. Then, a flash and a spark. My thumb was healed.

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