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From the Writings of Tarric Vethrin

On Shardbands, Bad Ideas, and an Adventurer’s Equipment – Magic Systems in Elyndor

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A young adventurer once walked into my tavern. Maybe early twenties. A massive sword on his back. Far too big, of course. The boy had to turn sideways just to get through the door. He probably considered it impressive. The guests considered it entertainment. Poor kid.

He sat down in the middle of the tavern, ordered the most expensive wine he clearly could not afford, and began loudly talking about monsters that were supposedly “no real challenge.” Nobody believed him. What actually gave him away, however, was something else: he was missing a shardband…

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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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Denizens of Elyndor, Elyndor Chronicles

Fantasy Short story: The Cliffs of Eldar’s Reach – The Tragedy of the Thalvaen Siblings

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Kaelen and Seris Thalvaen were born into a world that was never meant to be theirs. Their family, once highly esteemed, had been brought down by intrigue and betrayal. After the death of their parents, a maid saved the children and brought them to the pirates – traumatized and broken, like two lost sparks in a storm.

They grew up on the decks of storm-tossed ships, learning the wind, the salt, the rules of freedom – and what it means to stand up for honor and loyalty.

Kaelen, the brother, learned that morality is worth more than blood. That one must fight for one’s principles, even if the price is high.
Seris, the sister, learned that power and control are the only means to survive. She was colder, more strategic, willing to do anything to take revenge. He was empathetic, justice-driven – an idealist who did not measure the world by its cruelty.

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