Night of the Crescent Moons

[Caswir]

Finally the time had come. It was night of the crescent moons. Caswir rest inside his home villa Goldvein, at his desk. It was near midnight, dark outside, a light flickers from the L A M P on the desk. Drakull is looking through a book studying magic runes. When he hears a noise outside the villa. He open the door and step outside to have a look around.

This was the first time Drakull meet this creature.



A dark shadowy winged ...moth like creature. With red glowing eyes.

Caswir held out his wand and shined light from the gem at the top, to get a better look. Soon after the Mothman was gone.

He look up at the sky, and sure, the moons were both crescent phase, glowing in the dark night.

[Caswir]

Drakull rest in the throne outside villa Goldvein, recovering from wounds. Skeletons and Bone Dragons rage inside Galmair during Mas 55.


Caswir had fallen in battle when his villa and the surrounding area was ambushed by skeletons. He took a good beating at the cross after that. Soon after help arrived. Most of the undead creatures were defeated, the remaining were captured at the entrance of the Crest.

Precise flames erect next to the Chancellor statues in the market of Galmair, seems also at Caswir's most beloved seat. He sits and recovers his strength after the battle.

[Caswir]

Caswir dances while playing the lute.

[Caswir]

Caswir works on a Ritual, under NarguN.


He plays a tune on the lute, first plucking the A chord, the E chord, then the G. Pausing a moment then plucking the major scale quickly on the pearl inlay'd lute.

[Caswir]

Drakull is near the hemptie at the glyph ritual spot. He has been studying the strange magick along with the sacred jewel shards, that are now being found all over illarion.

Seems Ive learned a new skill.

Caswir has successfully Enchanted a couple pieces of Jewelry. After testing out their power in battle, he seems to be shocked at what the glyphed jewelry is capable of.

This is ... amazing. What power the Glyphs hold! He says as he throws his arms up and grasp the air in victory.

He lowers his arms and takes a deep breath. He looks around a moment and then summons a Raven to scout the surrounding area. Meanwhile he scribbles down a note in his journal.

Remember to get more WAX.

[Caswir]

After weeks of studying the sacred jewel shards, he has mastered the skill of Enchanting Jewels. As Drakull creates candles ontop the workshop. He has an uneasy demeanor about him. Flashbacks from the past. He spends a few hours near Villa Goldvein casting glyph rituals.



Later on he returns into his home and rests at his desk. He lights a briar pipe and takes a few moments to think. He opens the journal Night of the Crescent Moons. He writes down an entry.

*Note: Sacred Jewel Shards and Glyphed Jewelry
-The glyphed pieces seemed to hold great power, it must be the stored mana released from the sacred shards.
-The jewelry seems to also work on melee weapons and not just wands, giving melee weapons magic abilities.
-Possible other effects than battle.
-Could there be a fire spirit or even daemon linked to the shards? strange occurrences. Not the usual entities.

[Caswir]

Caswir rest at the table in his villa and writes a note down in his journal.

The Sacred Jewel Shards came to Illarion the way of Chaos and Change. I believe this is a gift from Nargun. After studying the Glyph Rituals and Shards themselves, Ive come to craft several Glyphed pieces, which have proven to hold powerful Arcane magic released from the Shards themselves. I have become well practiced at Enchanting Jewelry, although there are still some mysteries I am close to learning as much as I can. Nargun has truely blessed the land of Illarion with the new Practice and use of Mana.

All things can be considered with duality. This is the way of the Crow and Raven.

There may be a darkside to this gift of Glyph Magic, I just cant put my finger on it.

[Caswir]

Drakull sit in his chair at his desk, inside villa Goldvein. He has been thinking of forming a group or a guild. The "Band of the Raven" he thought.

"Soon I shall recruit members for this group. But I must keep it secret."

Caswir sit back and take a toke on a briar pipe. Much can be done with a guild, We could change things for the better. To better Galmair and more! I will try to find some followers me thinks, before I take any steps further. Although I would have to supply training and armory to new members, but that is no issue, myself being very skilled at many crafts. I will start with an Event soon, to gather musicians, where we will meet and play songs and be merry. I have enough supply of cakes and food me thinks. I will see who shows up to this event, I have known many here in Illarion.

I will see how this event goes. Determined I will surely create another one. Music is the life force that gives me longevity. One dwarven week from now I will be at the Temple of Five, with my gear to play music. Ive always wanted to start a band here in Illarion. Perhaps if I keep persistence, one day I will see success.

[Caswir]

Drakull sighs reluctantly as he rest atop the Inn.

"This be a good spot to smoke."

He load a wooden pipe. Lighting it then taking a puff.

"My new home. ..."

He takes out some parchments and scribes down some theories of music.

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Drakull scribes down in his journal some runes in a circle, he writes in an ancient language around it.

[Caswir]

Caswir has been experimenting with certain herbs. He has been pressing them together to form a small tablet. Caswir works at a table at Golden Deal, he presses a tablet with the following ingredients.

*WaterBlossem
*Toadstool
*Sibanic



Caswir behold in his hand a few tablets. He takes a couple of them then resides atop the roof of his flat. Where he likes to smoke.

[Caswir]

Drakull rest rocking back and forth on the bench atop the roof of the inn. He had induced a vision, the sun shined down upon him and after the clouds covered him, he entered a trance like state. A dream state while being woke. "I envisioned these men, wearing masks. It was dark and muggy out. They slowly walked past me, then a crow caw loudly nearby"


"There was something strange about this dream, Perhaps it was the eerie masks."

Caswir soon snapped out of his daze. He poured himself some wine and had a drink. It was dark out, the light of the moons shine down on to the rooftop. He stares out over the field wondering if there is more to life outside of Illarion. But he doubts it. He pauses a moment puffing on his pipe.

"I wonder the effect these arcane runes will have..."

[Caswir]

Caswir carefully examines his craftsmanship, he compares one golden apple to the other.

"I am left with the obvious discord, the apple I was given to study seems to carry more magic than the one I was able to create. I thought the pure elements would be enough."

He sets the apples down at his desk at the golden deal room. He stomps chaotically through the room of the inn, before going to the roof for a toke.

"The apple must have been given as a curse, though I can't sense any dark energy."

Caswir open the night of the crescent moons and ponders a moment.

"The use of magic is not determined by demonic influences, but rather holy intervention. Nargun give me guidance here."

He looks for any ravens upon the rooftop. He frowns questioning where upon the raven will return.

[Kyre]

A sound like a raven's croak may be heard from the roof. The black bird appears to look down on the elf and one eye may be sparkling if he uses his imagination. There is a parchment dropped from it's beak that proceeds to gently roll down the incline and lands near the door. No... that couldn't be Nargun, but who? Is the writing recognized?

Caswir.

You should have used more magic! I'm sure you know enough. Try it on that simple golden apple.. one day it may work.

Your friend.

[Caswir]

Caswir picks up the scroll and reads the parchment. In a few moments he recognized this is from Kyre. But she had disappeared he had thought, some may have thought she had died even. She was alive thank the gods, and somehow she know about the apple. How strange he thought to himself, could this be a coincidence? Caswir shakes his head and grasp the parchment.

The mage who crafted the first apple, created it as a gift for his lover. When he got home he had found she had been captured by her fathers men. The had told her they had killed the mage, she took her own life. The mage found these men, they had all burned in a firestorm.

[Caswir]

Caswir look across the empty tavern, "Soon I make the move to Runewick." He sighs and takes a drink of liquor. "I hope this is the right decision. ..The house I am to rent is very nice though. Right on the harbor." He looks down at a parchment paper he has been writing on. He had been planning on starting a guild of sorts. "Well Deanna welcomed the idea, so much so she told me the guild could run the Magic Academy. She also mention if I do work for Runewick she will give me a deal on rent. Looks like I have a lot on my plate." He sighs somewhat relieved. "Kyre has offered to help with the mage guild, I just have to remember not to stress her out. She seems like she has been through a lot after her disappearance. Now with the memory loss. I think Ill take Artimer's advice and have some others check her out. Kyre has always been a close friend of mine, she helped me in my time of need and I won't forget that. I still have to speak with Oxiana and find out exactly what he knows." Caswir shakes his head.

"Another one Rosy"

She pours him another glass of liquor. "I will definitely miss Galmair and all the shenanigans I got into there, but this place Runewick, the realm of magick, feels like home and a new start. I just hope I can find others interested in a mage guild."

He scribbles down a mock up flyer for the mage guild.

[Caswir]

The air is cold and damp in Galmair this day. Drakull goes through his journal piecing parts together. Apparently the book weathered while it was left outside. He looks through the pages, carefully at at what he has written and drawn, jogging his memories. At the bottom of his depot there was a dusty old bag with a strange scroll in it. Caswir stumbles upon it during the process of his move. He carefully unrolls the scroll, and he is astonished at what he finds. "AH... runes. This is strange. I've never seen these before.."


"Where did these runes come from I wonder? I've seen some of these before during my studies. Is it a message? Wait a minute.. a Crocus, ....Isnt that a type of flower? I have to know more!"

Going through some old papers of his he finds a few symbols for Iron Crocus and Copper Crocus in an old alchemy scroll. He scribes down the three symbols in his journal.

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"I think I have an idea... an old smithing trick."

Carefully he attempts to craft a copper crocus. Since he is a master of all smithing types it should not be a problem.



"What does a metal flower have to do with Alchemy? I should seek out an alchemist, meanwhile I will do what I can to try to study this scroll I found. I think it is a message."

Caswir makes his way home returning to Yewdale after revising and restoring the journal.

[Caswir]

Now settled in Yewdale, Doctor Drakull goes over some parchments. "I hope I find some other mages to join my guild. Three is great but some more member would definitely add to the group dynamics. Perhaps I hold an event... I know Kyre wanted to have a housewarming event, but I think Ill wait till the renovations are finished. Until then I should create .. a special event .. one in search of mages, specifically, guild prospects."

Caswir shuffles the parchments. He rest at the bar at the Red Bird house. "Hopefully I get the builder to renovate soon..."

"So yes an event I shall create, one in search of other mages. This should be interesting to think of."

[Caswir]

"Time for a new beginning. Out with the old and in with the new. I've started this guild to study the ways of the arcane magicks and also to assist Runewick with any needs from mages. I hope to profit generously as there will be a wide range of services. To also form a union of mages, who can consult in one in other especially about the current ongoings of the mana flow. Any mage interested in joining should speak with Kyre or myself. I have several projects in mind. Including scribbling of new books on Arcane. Magic is a complex form when used in battle, so one should be prepared for anything. Our guild will help you get the necessary training to be on your way to master mage. Join now and reap the rewards."


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[Caswir]

Caswir hangs a portrait on the wall of the Red Bird.

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Drakull rest at the bar room in the Red Bird. He look hold two gold apples in his hand. "I sure am an idiot for passing by this chance. How can I not notice this before."

Caswir examines the Golden apple he created himself.

[Caswir]

Drakull rest at home studying over these Shadow Beast teeth he had found with a hunter. "Oh wow these look extremely rare. Ive never seen anything like them. "

Kyre wakes up and enters the main bar room of their home. "Goodmorning" says Caswir. They chat for a while. Caswir ends up giving her one of the Shadow beast teeth. Krye thanks him. Caswir mentions if you look they can fit properly on the top of your head, "I have a collection of rare teeth. Shadow beast teeth, Dragon tooth."

"Well now we will continue your training my love. You will be strong in now time, I am going to make sure of it. "

They train for a good while, then return inside the quadruped red bird. Caswir walks over to the bar and opens a jar. He takes out a Toadstool. Also known as a Flying Red Cap. He boils the mushroom first than frys it up on fire. He chomps down eating it quickly.

[Caswir]

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The core of Arcanian type magic lies in Rune Magic.


Caswir scratches some runes into stones.

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[Caswir]

Caswir ponders at a bench in Runewick. He holds open a green journal. Three wishes the archmage asked of him.

1.Find the details of the ritual.
Well I have the plans Eli Drew up.

2.Speak with demon hunter Avaroth Teledon.
I have done so and we have agreed on a few techniques and conclusions.

3.Convince a guild member to give a lecture at the hall.
This one well I am having some trouble with. Ill have to ask some more, or do one myself.

Ill have to meet with Deanna soon and arrange a meeting. She did after all suggest to the Archmage that I join the council. I hope I am accepted.

[Caswir]

Caswir pieces together the skeleton of a new metal hand for Kyre, smelting down pure fire and pure spirit to add to the hand giving it a redish orange shine to the hand. He hopes Kyre accepts it and puts it to good use.

Kyre tries it on, and moves the fingers one by one independently. The mechanical hand works as I had planned!

Damn that Jefferson, ... he has become undead. I will defeat him I swear! He has become undead, but Nargun has gifted me great strength. I will slay him and his puny minions.

He hurt what I love most. I will have revenge!!!

[Caswir]

Caswir sits at the Quadruped Red bird... toking on a pipe.

"So she really left me..."

"I was so drunk that night..."

"What will I do now?"

He sighs and puffs some smoke.

"I have to focus on the guild. Everything seems to be at stake."

[Caswir]

Caswir sits on a bench in Yewdale.

Seeing those cursed knights at MAS....

He has a flashback

It is like I saw a few years back. An army of demons marching together.