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Dreams
Ok, I get multicolored, full on smell-o-vision, color and literate dreams, no matter what the "experts" think.
Last night-
I was working in a mage tower. (don't ask). I guess i was captain of the guard or something, the last captain disappeared rather mysteriously and I was sent in from "central" to deal with it.
I get there, and it's a full on town/city. there are 2 types of people: the mages, who live in the tower and almost never leave, and the workers, both in the tower and in the city. They live "downstairs". The whole damned place is built on a solid "Foundation" (note the capital) of rock.
No one knew this, but I could practice magic. I didn't know that I was the first 'outsider' in the tower in 6 generations. I get in and start noticing that the servants act VERY weird. It's a full on mage school and I am expected to teach self defense...to a bunch of people who are convinced if they are attacked they can blow the attackers through walls.
ok, the part that was most weird: I was in the former captain's room up in the tower investigating and I was with a whole room of mages. I noticed this weird looking rock and then I ask the mages if they see it, they all think I'm nuts. I wait until they leave, and push the rock (whole tower is built out of "Foundation" rock except this one damned rock). The rock opens a secret stairway behind the wall, and it leads down......eventually to my guess and from the random windows, into the Foundation.
Once down, there is a gate/door/portal. When I try to step through, I feel like my body is being ripped apart. Suddenly I had (what, when I awoke, I described as a Hermione moment in the vines) a vision. This place was accessible only to workers and not mages and therefore, this would keep anyone practicing magic out. If I immediately cast a spell, as most mages would do when threatened, it would 'do something' to me. Resisting the urge to block, I let it take me though...and came out the other side perfectly fine. Except for the pile of unconscious people on the other side that I tripped on.
One of the people in the room looked up an panicked. I had obviously found this place while they were emptying it out, because there were alot of people moving boxes and equipment around. I was (of course) captured and asked questions.
The room was build below the "foundation" it was actually a labyrinth of tunnels dug out over time by the servants. The door was made more than 6 generations ago by the mages themselves to give the servants a location of protection and defense. It was currently being used as that exact thing, because there were rumors that the mages were using the students as a power source but that they kept loosing the power they were collecting.
I remembered the way the students talked about the "Foundation" as though it was an object and I realized (through my obvious training at ANOTHER mage school that trained the workers as well as the mages about magic) that the Foundation itself was responsible for leeching away the excess magic. Think a power drain, in case someone figures out how to make an overcharged battery.
The stack of unconscious bodies had accumulated over the last few hundred years, and all were still ALIVE, healthy and everything. The servants were afraid to push them back through because they would wake up.....to meet their great great grandkids in most cases. These were former mages who had found the portal, gone through, cast ANY spell and been brain frozen as a result.
Included in this group was the former captain, who, by tradition in this place, was NOT suppose to have magic. I guess they tried to divide the town into magical and Non, giving both certain rights. Because I was an outsider, I saw things they didn't and was able to get this whole thing figured out in less than a week.
Ok, the story went on from here, but at 3:15 Am this morning, the breast leech woke up screaming his displeasure at being hungry and I LOST most of the rest of this.
Dammit.
Last night-
I was working in a mage tower. (don't ask). I guess i was captain of the guard or something, the last captain disappeared rather mysteriously and I was sent in from "central" to deal with it.
I get there, and it's a full on town/city. there are 2 types of people: the mages, who live in the tower and almost never leave, and the workers, both in the tower and in the city. They live "downstairs". The whole damned place is built on a solid "Foundation" (note the capital) of rock.
No one knew this, but I could practice magic. I didn't know that I was the first 'outsider' in the tower in 6 generations. I get in and start noticing that the servants act VERY weird. It's a full on mage school and I am expected to teach self defense...to a bunch of people who are convinced if they are attacked they can blow the attackers through walls.
ok, the part that was most weird: I was in the former captain's room up in the tower investigating and I was with a whole room of mages. I noticed this weird looking rock and then I ask the mages if they see it, they all think I'm nuts. I wait until they leave, and push the rock (whole tower is built out of "Foundation" rock except this one damned rock). The rock opens a secret stairway behind the wall, and it leads down......eventually to my guess and from the random windows, into the Foundation.
Once down, there is a gate/door/portal. When I try to step through, I feel like my body is being ripped apart. Suddenly I had (what, when I awoke, I described as a Hermione moment in the vines) a vision. This place was accessible only to workers and not mages and therefore, this would keep anyone practicing magic out. If I immediately cast a spell, as most mages would do when threatened, it would 'do something' to me. Resisting the urge to block, I let it take me though...and came out the other side perfectly fine. Except for the pile of unconscious people on the other side that I tripped on.
One of the people in the room looked up an panicked. I had obviously found this place while they were emptying it out, because there were alot of people moving boxes and equipment around. I was (of course) captured and asked questions.
The room was build below the "foundation" it was actually a labyrinth of tunnels dug out over time by the servants. The door was made more than 6 generations ago by the mages themselves to give the servants a location of protection and defense. It was currently being used as that exact thing, because there were rumors that the mages were using the students as a power source but that they kept loosing the power they were collecting.
I remembered the way the students talked about the "Foundation" as though it was an object and I realized (through my obvious training at ANOTHER mage school that trained the workers as well as the mages about magic) that the Foundation itself was responsible for leeching away the excess magic. Think a power drain, in case someone figures out how to make an overcharged battery.
The stack of unconscious bodies had accumulated over the last few hundred years, and all were still ALIVE, healthy and everything. The servants were afraid to push them back through because they would wake up.....to meet their great great grandkids in most cases. These were former mages who had found the portal, gone through, cast ANY spell and been brain frozen as a result.
Included in this group was the former captain, who, by tradition in this place, was NOT suppose to have magic. I guess they tried to divide the town into magical and Non, giving both certain rights. Because I was an outsider, I saw things they didn't and was able to get this whole thing figured out in less than a week.
Ok, the story went on from here, but at 3:15 Am this morning, the breast leech woke up screaming his displeasure at being hungry and I LOST most of the rest of this.
Dammit.
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