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Post by ET (Kerberos) on Jun 30, 2018 8:35:56 GMT
Lydi’aleera and Vesryn discuss the expedition to Circind to gauge ability to forge new sources there.
Vesryn: So whould we plant sablings here like we did in Mercia?
Lydi’aleera: No that would not work well here. The magic in Mecia is weak and that of Bernicia is strong. The Bernician magic thus can easily overpower it and establish itself is dominant. More importantly even, the magic of Mercia weak as it is, is the magic of grass and corn. It is different from the magic of of Bernicia which is rooted in Oak and bark but they’re still similar, still compatible, both are the magic of life. The magic of Circind is both much more powerful than Mercia magic, as powerful as Bernicias, but it is a different kind of magic. It is the magic of stone of thing, that are inanimate, that are eternal and unchanging not growing and dynamic.
Vesryn: So do dwarves interfere less with the magic of rock then do other people, just like elves do with our forest?
Lydi’aleera: It’s an interesting though, and perhaps worthy of study, but not that I know of and as far as I can tell the Aelves here in Circind interfere less with the magic here than just as they interfere less with the magic of forest. It might the because we have full spirits rather than the half spirits of dwarves or the forged spirits of man. We’re closer to nature than they are, even if the nature is foreign to us.
Vesryn: So * he pauses to think* we find the oldest rocks that we can still carry and then we forge them into a pentagram. We could cut some of the stones in half and bring them back to Maevïel so he can forge the connections using those.
Lydi’aleera: Cutting them is a bad idea, it interferes with their unchanging nature. But we can bring similar stones back to Maevïel that will indeed help him.
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Post by ET (Kerberos) on Jul 15, 2018 14:41:32 GMT
In Circind Vesryn, Lydi’aleera and a number of other elfs gather. There are a number of soldiers and several carts filled with rocks
Lydi’aleera: Is it here Esyae?
The other Elf looks at her maps and nods. "As far as I can measure this is near the center of the province. I have asked the soldier doing the gathering to mark each rock with a number and to mark that number on the map where the rock was collected. We'll be able to trace where they come from."
Lydi’aleera nods and she and Vesryn start gathering the rocks into 5 large cairn, making sure each represent a cross section of rocks from different parts of the province. Each cairn rise about a meter of the ground and a thin strip of rock connect each cairn to two other cairns forming a pentagram. Esyae Carefully calculated the angles and distances between each Cairn ensuring both distances and angles are equal.
After Lydi’aleera is satisfied with the results she and Vesryn gather in the center of the circle and start chanting.
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Post by ET (Kerberos) on Aug 9, 2018 14:58:57 GMT
Vesryn: Why didn't it work?
Lydi’aleera: The pentagram worked fine, there seems to ahve been oposition.
Vesrym: So we just rebuild and tryu again.
Lydi’aleera: That might work but we should see if there's more to be done. any suggestions?
Vesryn: Hmm, Mievels source in in Dal Riada is strong and it's the same kind of magic. Would that work?
Lydi’aleera: It's a sound idea. Esyae, do you have a map of that province?
Esyae: Of cause here it is.
Lydi’aleera: *looking at the map* OK so the strongest sources are located in the mountains. These *she points* are the five highest peaks in the Province, I need you to arrange for someone to gather rocks from each of them.
Esyae: We've got an entire army camped in the province. Ill send a message to Nuvia and ask him to send some patrols.
Lydi’aleera: Good, Vesryn go to Dal Riada. You can't go on every expedition, but they can bring the fragments to you and you can sort which to ship all the way here according to magical potential.
Vesryn: Esyae, you should tell them to chop fragments of the actual mountain, that will work better.
Esyae: I'll do that, the DCG will have mining tools we can ask them for help.
Vesryn: Do you think they’ll have any to spare with the cave-ins?
Esyae: That’s going to make it harder, but they’re still running a mining operation they’ll have some people. Coming to think of it , can’t we just get material from the mines.
Lydi’aleera: Not as good, mines are artificial by their nature so the magic is weakened or tainted. We need it from the peaks.
Esyae: ok, I’ll be sure to include that in the mesage. Is that everything.
Lydi’aleera: I think so, let’s hope it works this time.
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Post by SouthWestern Traders on Aug 9, 2018 17:52:26 GMT
A cartographer from Caerleon had joined the sidhe expedition. Professionalism had brought him far and wide in a hopeless attempt to map and chart the lands of Albion, but he prided himself on his work and insisted that his maps were better than everyone else's. He was wrong, of course, because locals often had better local maps than he did, but nevertheless he had a good collection of charts and they were accurate enough for captains to find their way most of the time. Thus, he had stayed in business. With the undead incursions in the north, he considered it his duty to join the coalition forces and had somehow found his way into Umbrian graces. As a human and civilian, he was largely ignored by both Sidhe and the military commanders, but he nevertheless persisted in trying to peddle his maps and charts.
Having somehow met up with Vesryn, his loose affiliation with Commodore Everwater from past work had brought him a very brief moment in which to discuss the operation they were carrying out. Collecting rocks. Apparently, the military commanders were fine with assigning him the task of working as a geologist even though he wasn't, and he was fine with accepting it because it let him work on his maps and charts as he wandered off on official business to sample rocks.
"You see, your maps are a little off." He said confidently, "This peak here is actually a little further to the north. It's been tough figuring these things out, what with surveying having been done by Lothians before this, and they're notoriously unreliable. But my charts, yeah, they're perfect." Obviously his charts weren't perfect, but that wasn't the point. "Now, I haven't actually been to that peak, so I'd like to confirm its location, as well as some local tales of a mountain pass in the region that's unmarked. I can definitely pick up some rocks for you and mark them, you said?"
The issue that the unnamed cartographer had brought up was that however precise the maps were they simply could not be. Even his maps and charts, ostensibly good and perfect according to himself, weren't. The best way to accurately define the center between five points was to conduct a survey that referenced each other according to those five points. And then it required whoever was picking up the rocks to determine, with some degree of accuracy, where that rock had been collected from. It was possible that simple laziness had cost them a lot of time and effort. Fortunately, magic, like nature, was more fluid about these things. A survey as accurate as the cartographer wanted was probably not going to be required. And the rock he was going to collect was, at least, going to be quite accurate as to where it came from (for a given value of "accurate").
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Post by ET (Kerberos) on Aug 9, 2018 18:07:48 GMT
A cartographer from Caerleon had joined the sidhe expedition. Professionalism had brought him far and wide in a hopeless attempt to map and chart the lands of Albion, but he prided himself on his work and insisted that his maps were better than everyone else's. He was wrong, of course, because locals often had better local maps than he did, but nevertheless he had a good collection of charts and they were accurate enough for captains to find their way most of the time. Thus, he had stayed in business. With the undead incursions in the north, he considered it his duty to join the coalition forces and had somehow found his way into Umbrian graces. As a human and civilian, he was largely ignored by both Sidhe and the military commanders, but he nevertheless persisted in trying to peddle his maps and charts. Having somehow met up with Vesryn, his loose affiliation with Commodore Everwater from past work had brought him a very brief moment in which to discuss the operation they were carrying out. Collecting rocks. Apparently, the military commanders were fine with assigning him the task of working as a geologist even though he wasn't, and he was fine with accepting it because it let him work on his maps and charts as he wandered off on official business to sample rocks. "You see, your maps are a little off." He said confidently, "This peak here is actually a little further to the north. It's been tough figuring these things out, what with surveying having been done by Lothians before this, and they're notoriously unreliable. But my charts, yeah, they're perfect." Obviously his charts weren't perfect, but that wasn't the point. "Now, I haven't actually been to that peak, so I'd like to confirm its location, as well as some local tales of a mountain pass in the region that's unmarked. I can definitely pick up some rocks for you and mark them, you said?" The issue that the unnamed cartographer had brought up was that however precise the maps were they simply could not be. Even his maps and charts, ostensibly good and perfect according to himself, weren't. The best way to accurately define the center between five points was to conduct a survey that referenced each other according to those five points. And then it required whoever was picking up the rocks to determine, with some degree of accuracy, where that rock had been collected from. It was possible that simple laziness had cost them a lot of time and effort. Fortunately, magic, like nature, was more fluid about these things. A survey as accurate as the cartographer wanted was probably not going to be required. And the rock he was going to collect was, at least, going to be quite accurate as to where it came from (for a given value of "accurate"). Most of the elves find the argument that the human has more reliable maps than the Lothian (who seem to occupy a different category in the mind of many of the elves than "human"). A conciderable amount of alarm is caused when it is discovered that the dwarven maps that have likewise been procured seem to agree on several points more with the Lothain maps than those of the visitor from Carleon. Some argue that the maps made by Lothians can't possibly be accurate, while others argue that the Dwarven maps, being made by fey, must be assumed to be superior to those made by humans. The debate rages on for a considerable time with Vesryns and Esyaes effort to suggest that they simply measure the points that diverge to verify which is in fact accurate making little headway. Finally Nuvia suggest a solution. They will allows Vesryn and Esyae to check the accuracy of the contested points. On points where the Lothian/Dwarven maps are most accurate it most be presumed that the Lothians copied the Dwarves while on points where the Carleon maps ar emost accurate the Dwarves must have copied the Lothians. This solution is deemed to resolves both the practical and philosophical problems and is accepted after a short debate.
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