A Mage’s Journal…

(written in Draconic, the handwriting is old but very delicate)

Journal entry #1

I have discovered four strange, wooden dolls. At first glance they looked like children’s toys, but the markings carved into them suggests something else. They don’t appear magic per say, but I will certainly have to research more into this.

Journal entry #3

The carvings are not magic, however, I do believe I have seen similar markings elsewhere. After conferring with the esteemed Jorka Gredels, he too agreed that the markings had use, he suggested part of a ritual, which seems possible as many early summoning magics used runic-like carvings to spell out or enhance the magic used.

Journal entry #4

Jorka have found some tomes on how to build magic mirrors, and to my joy, he handed them to me. Jorka said the mirrors were used as a way of long-distance communication, but due to their size, fragility and how difficult and expensive they are to build, only very few of these mirrors remain intact, at least to his venerable knowledge.

Could this mean that the dolls have a use in the same manner, as in messaging across Fellmir?

Journal entry #10

I’ve tried almost everything, every word for activation in Draconic, even a few in Infernal. Nothing. No shimmer of light, no reaction. How does it work? Jorka suggested asking the resident alchemist. I don’t think I even know who that is in this place. It’s only been a month, with my research, I can’t be expected to know anyone here.

I asked the quartermaster as my dinner was brought up. The resident expert on alchemy is some Elven woman, but he said she went into the forest about six days ago. I shall await her return.

Journal entry #18

It’s been more than two months, and the Gnome that considers himself our “leader”, have sent out some mercenaries to search for the Elf. Now I either have to wait for a new, and potentially unskilled, alchemist to arrive. Or I’ll be forced to give up researching these dolls and their markings.

But I won’t give up, this could be a breakthrough. I’ll be known as the one to reinvent long distance communications to Fellmir, I’ll have my seat at Abhelm’s Golden Tower, as I deserve it.

Journal entry #29

Finally, I got to get something out of the markings. The revelation came to me in my sleep; I had been overthinking it, and slept poorly, it must have been in the early hours of morn, when a voice of confidence, not my own, spoke the activation word; “Talk”, in the common tongue. I rushed out bed, collected all the dolls on my study. And as I said “Talk” in common, the markings lit up, and the dolls seemed to hum. I could hear them whisper, like a small, almost silent wind between them.

Journal entry #30 (the hand-writing seems more shaky from here)

I heard the whispers all trough my sleep. The dolls suggest I leave this place, they do not feel safe. I need them, I cannot prove my theories without these dolls. But I cannot let the others on to what I’ve found, this is MY research… The Gnome would take the credit for himself, what does he know? He’s busy running money in for himself, looking over the shoulders of the apprentices for ideas to steal. Well, soon my wealth will surpass his.

Journal entry #31

With the help of the dolls whispering, I have crafted a letter that tasks me to go south, to Ezolder, to assist with some apprentice’s exam there. I handed it to the Gnome, telling him about the story I’ve crafted. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to care one bit, perhaps because I have not been producing valuable research for him. I’ll begin packing the most required at once.

(Added, in common)

When I think about it, I don’t need anything else than these dolls, they’ll tell me what to do, and my magic can surpass all dangers.

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