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“As best I can remember, the difference is in how well the mana works with the world. Witches have a medium, and that medium ensures that the mana remains natural, which allows it to return to nature once it’s been used. It’s the same for beasts. They use mana naturally, but once used, the mana returns to the world, rejoining what my grandmother called the great cycle. Mages are different. They pull mana out of the great cycle and force it into different shapes by imprinting it with their will. “But the stronger their will, the harder it is for mana to return to the great cycle.
Witches use mana that has already taken its shape, whereas Mages reshape mana to suit themselves?”
“Is this what class holders feel like all the time?” “Yes, but that feeling of absolute control will fade with time. And a good thing too. They call it the ascension high, and it can get you killed if you’re not careful. It can cause you to completely misjudge your strength and challenge enemies entirely outside of your league because it gives a false sense of power.”
“Be careful,” John said, his voice serious. “The world is not always what it appears to be, and sometimes seeing the truth is even more dangerous than you could imagine. Did you use Truesight on me?”
spells could be categorized into three different targeting branches: single target, multi-target, and environmental.
nothing trains a population that violence is an acceptable solution to their problems like two hundred years of war.”
Fights are, at their core, a battle of information. A really famous guy once said that in a fight, the commander who had more information and could do more calculations as a result would win almost every time.
“I can’t believe they agreed to that. I really thought we’d be buried here. Haha, I already picked my spot in the ground too.” Smiling at the loud Barbarian’s words,
“They seem to carry a comradery and fairness I found surprising.” “Faced with overwhelming force, most people do,”
Smiling slightly, John patted his own horse’s neck. “I’m calling him horse.”
Does it ever heal?” “Sort of,” John said, shrugging. “They say time heals all wounds, but I don’t think that’s true. It just helps us build up our calluses.”
“Then how did you learn to deal with it?” “You build your home in the one place no one can take away from you,” John said, laying his hand on his chest. “You build it in your heart.
Every moment you live without losing yourself to it is a win.”
“Sometimes, if you want something, you have to give up something else.
First, only engage if you’re comfortable with the situation going all the way. Second, if it starts, end it quickly. That means no monologuing, no arguing, no debate, no giving your opponent an opportunity to get their bearings. Third, cheat if you can. Fights are never fair, so take every single advantage you can get. And finally, and most important for you, do not, under any circumstance, use your magic if you’re not going to do everything in your power to kill every single witness.”
“Magic can solve some of them, but there are a surprising number of problems that are better solved without it. One of the marks of someone who knows what they’re doing is that they know when to leave their magic aside and solve their problem with skin and steel.”
Wise Woman is a hereditary class that’s a mix between a Herbalist, an Alchemist, and a Fortune Teller.
It’s sort of like how Spell Blades are a derivative of Mages. They have some spell casting abilities, but they’re fixed, and they can’t learn regular spells the way a Mage can.
What if you had another immortal companion?” “Sure, that might be okay, but what if you got into an argument with them?” John asked. “Can you imagine how annoying it would be to have a fight that lasted one hundred years?”
“Mook? What’s a mook?” “Ah, an unimportant character who’s just there to fill space.”
As the quiet farm appeared under the starlight, Ellie couldn’t help but smile. She had left the valley a farm girl and returned something entirely more.
[+1 Doom Point.] [The apocalypse draws closer.] [Current Doom Points: 79/100. Dangerous Beasts will begin to gather in the hidden corners of the world, preying on the weak and helpless.]
The fastest way to reduce Doom Points seemed to be quest completion, so he opened up his quests to take a look. He had three quests—[Prevent the Apocalypse], [Grow Wheat], and [Discover the Secrets of Intelligence]—but
According to John’s farming book, summer wheat didn’t need as much soil coverage as winter wheat did but it did need more water,
“The Eternal Flame burns forever. Tell him it was my honor to serve.” “What? No! No!” Trying to get another potion out of her pouch, Ellie felt Sven’s hand grab hers, carrying surprising strength. Lifting his head up, he looked her straight in the eye. “Take care of him. He saved us, but he needs to be saved even more.”
Sagaf. Sunlight Averse Growth Acceleration Flower.
Where the eternal flame burns, hope appears. That was never about me. That was always about the flame of self sacrifice that took so many to the grave. The peace we have, the safety? It was built on their bones.”
“What did they call the Eternal Flame? Before he was the Eternal Flame?” “Hmm? John?” Katrine stopped for a second, countless emotions flashing across her face. After that moment passed, she dropped to the floor and walked forward, her voice barely a whisper. “Armageddon. They called him Armageddon.”
