May 2026

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From the Writings of Tarric Vethrin

Of crystals, dwarves and other things best not to drop – Magic systems in Elyndor

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I once saw a drunken mercenary try to use a memory crystal as a dice cup.
The explosion was surprisingly small. The consequences significantly more expensive.
Since then, I make it very clear to strangers much earlier that crystals in Elyndor are not decoration.

Most people only understand that when doors suddenly start responding to voices or their shardband refuses to work out of spite.

Crystals here are not a curiosity…

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Elyndor Chronicles, From the Writings of Tarric Vethrin

About the magic we all possess – and the magic that possesses us

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I once met a man who was completely convinced that magic was something special. He stood right in the middle of my kitchen while three plates floated through the air behind him and someone used spirit magic to do the dishes.

Sometimes I really wonder how people manage to ignore their own world.
Magic in Elyndor is nothing rare. It is everyday life. Light orbs in the streets. Fire for cooking. Wind magic to dry laundry faster. Spirit magic so someone can carry five crates at once while still arguing about prices.

Most people think of magic as grand spells or dramatic battles.
In reality, most people use it for back pain and dirty dishes. Not exactly heroic. But probably more efficient…

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Elyndor Chronicles, From the Writings of Tarric Vethrin

Of Shadows and Silent Blades – The Spy Orders of Elyndor

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I should really stop talking politics with people at night.
Yesterday, a merchant sat in my tavern and, after his third drink, confidently explained that Elyndor only works because of the nobility.

That was the moment I realized he was either very rich or surprisingly eager to die. Probably both.

The truly important things in Elyndor rarely happen where everyone is looking.
Of course, the noble houses like to pretend they are the ones running the world. Grand halls. Grand speeches. Grand family crests. Big egos.

And then trade routes suddenly disappear, names vanish from records, or someone unexpectedly falls down a staircase right in the middle of a political discussion. Several times.

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Denizens of Elyndor, Your Journey Through Elyndor

A Name That Never Existed – The Story of Miriana and the Shadow Blades | High fantasy story

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The room was silent. Not the ordinary silence of empty halls, but one that watched—as if even the air itself decided what to reveal and what to conceal.

A uneasy feeling spread through your stomach and deepened as the heavy iron door closed behind you. Silent. Final.

Alone.

You didn’t know who had brought you here. You didn’t even know if you had been invited—or if you had simply… been taken…

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