Private - ~The Cursed Hoard of Horace the Wise~ Pt.1

Private - ~The Cursed Hoard of Horace the Wise~ Pt.1
Discussion in 'Brisshal' started by HORIZON, Mar 26, 2018.
  1. Knowledge cannot be weighed in Gold

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    “Yehp, it’s all here, so we can talk about my commission after, eh Majo?”

    Horizon pointed to the smokey chains rotating her person.

    “Though to be frank, unlocking a black magic scroll in order to pay for my supposed crimes or whatever is a liiiiiiiiitttlle, well...”

    Horizon paused for a beat.

    “Actually, I don’t really care.”

    Horizon took a deep breath.

    “And I don’t care very much about anything as inconsistent as magic either. Things should just do what’s printed on the label, ya know?”

    Horizon shrugged.

    “But that’d neither here nor there, you asked me to decipher the thing, and frankly, my expert opinion would cost you extra. Hoho.”

    Horizon spread the scroll out on the table and cleared her throat. Then, she held up what looked like a medieval notebook with all her notes on it. Horizon held up the spine of the janky book for Majolica to see. On its spine was written: The Cursed Hoard of Horace the Wise

    “Pretty nifty, yeah? I hope so, because the title ultimately served to break the code. I’m gonna be super pissed if you don’t find this interesting, because even though I’m doing this solely to save my own skin from your passing fancy, even so, I wouldn’t like wasting my time on something that’s just gonna get thrown into someone else’s shoe closet.”

    Placing her commissioned notebook on the table before her, Horizon began.

    “So first, an overview. The reason for this binder is because what you’ve actually found with this scrolla-majig, isn’t much of a scroll at all. Well, it is. It’s clearly a scroll yeah, I’m not an idiot, but it’s not a stand-alone work. Ya getting me here? So, thing with a binder is what makes them nifty is you can open these old rings here and add things both before AND after. I wouldn’t bother with that if that wasn’t important.

    But I digress, and the reason for that little digression is this: the scroll ya gave me is more or less a chapter in a book. Not only that, but ya lucked out, because it’s not a part of the front matter either. That would’ve netted you squat, nobody gives a shit about an introduction in a book. Just get to the story, yeah? Only... thanks to this scroll here being what we’ll call Chapter 2 of the ‘story’ for now, there’s no table of contents.

    Thanks to that little fact, I have zero clue how many more ‘chapters’ might be out there in the world or what they might contain. Not even enough to hazard a guess. But, that’s beyond the scope of my assignment here. Consider it a little bonus. Let’s REALLY get started then right? I’ve got places to be, you’ve got places to not be (here).”


    Horizon adjusted the lantern hanging above her table turning up the brightness just a bit so the words were more visible.

    “That’s better.” Horizon grinned behind her helmet and took a breath.


    ~The Cursed Hoard of Horace the Wise~

    Chapter 2: A Pertinent Excerpt from A Portrait of a Magus as a Young Man.


    To my accusers know this: There is no bad knowledge. What I detail is not some imbecilic historian’s accusation of my ‘start of darkness,’ but rather the beginning of my true enlightenment. Only a fool would clutch their lantern close and fear the night. Only an idiot would call the necessity of nightfall, the gods-given period of rest, a force of evil.

    So too then, is the force of necromancy much the same as darkness. That is, necromancy is a natural occurring force in the world in-so-much as what the layman considers natural to be works wrought from neither human or god-like hands. A haunting may be sourced from the human soul, it may draw its energy from such a thing, but a haunting is not within the purviews of the work of man. With this in mind there can only be one conclusion, magic itself is the force of the natural world.

    It sets the mind awonder, does it not? But it simply makes sense. A pyromancer draws fire from the repository of nature’s natural forces, namely, that of flame. From this then, a lesson, MAGIC ONLY BECOMES UNATURAL WHEN PASSED THROUGH THE HUMAN CONDITION.


    So too then, must the necromancer in fact draw his craft from some natural force. But what? Some would say the gods. But allowing that conclusion, from what force, in its drawing, does achieve the opposite of its natural conclusion? One does not draw flame from the purview of fire in order to extinguish it. No, one would draw from the seas. Necromancy is indeed a natural force of the world, as there is indeed numerous accounts of occurrences of accounts of spontaneous necromancy well documented and observed. The most interesting of these occurrences would, in fact, be the animated skeleton which we will return to in a brief moment.


    So then on to my present question: from what god, what force, what plane does necromancy find its source? Following our present line of inquiry, it cannot be what the layman has originally believed, necromancy cannot find its source in death. Just alike, pyromancy is not born from dried kindle but rather feeds upon it from its original spark. Necromancy utilizes death, but its spark lies elsewhere.


    <Sub Section, The ‘Anatomy’ of The Animated Skeleton>

    Acknowledging this, let us return to the creature known as the animated skeleton, the most worthy necromantic creature of study. An interesting factor of this creature and the reason for its place as the greatest specimen of interest lies in the fact that the animated skeleton does not possess the consciousness of its original host. That which does is typically considered a higher order of being referred to as a lich. But in the case of the skeleton, my preliminary studies have proven this not to be the case. Even so, it would seem that skeletons possess rudimentary intelligence. In their naturally occurring states within the wild, they possesses knowledge of tools, the ability to engage in combat, and a serviceable spatial recognition of their natural habitat, for instance, they can recognize and open doors.

    For my notes, I also do not believe that skeletons can see as obviously enough they do not possess eyes. The same could be said of all their other senses, except for perhaps, their touch. Though skeletons do not possess nervous systems, it is my hypothesis, that skeletons are highly sensitive to the vibrations in their surroundings which they detect through their bones. Skeletons have been noted to detect adventurers beyond their ‘line of sight’ and clearly skeletons do not possess ears. Noise has been one known aggravator of a skeleton standing ‘guard.’ This may also explain a skeleton’s ‘sight,’ as skeletons do, in fact, ‘look’ at things. This has been an observed phenomenon, but how can they see without eyes? My hypothesis is thus: the empty eye sockets of the skeleton have been repurposed as a paired set of gathering dishes for the air’s vibrations, much the same as the human eye gathers light around us in order to enable sight.

    <End Subsection>


    But, if a skeleton does not possesses the consciousness of the original host body, then from where does a skeleton access its rudimentary intelligence? This, dear reader, is the true source of my inquiry of youth and what in turn began my life’s work into the ordering of the cosmos. My hypothesis was thus, Necromancy does not draw its source from death, necromancy is the antithesis of death, it is the force in the opposite of direction. Yes dear reader, you have correctly surmised: Necromancy IS LIFE.



    "Holy crap right? Guy sounds as crazy as a toeless sock but there it is. The rest is too worn to decipher, but from my estimate, this is roughly eighty-five percent of the content in the scroll. And that's that. So at the moment, I'm now apparently the expert on this guy until you at least begin your own inquiry into this dusty dude's ravings. Or not, I don't really care. But for now, consultation time is still open. So, any questions?"


    (@Grand Witch Majolica)
     
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  2. It had been a long time since Majolica had thought about the black magic scroll she had retrieved in the broken down temple with the druid lady. She had stashed it in her inventory, and thanks to a lot of things happening, had totally forgotten about it. But now, things were different. Having dealt with dissonance, the Bandit King, seen the Lion's Pride leader almost die, created her own group of dark heroes, and tamed The Cawing Owl of Brisshal, it was time to revisit the scroll. She had changed much since then, grown in power, and even built up a home for herself. But, even so, she not yet at the base level she required to even begin carrying out operations against the denizens of dissonance. Maybe this scroll could help her get a leg up though? Maybe it could help her even the odds? Hehehe...

    "Yes, yes. Hehehe, greedy little Space Goblin. Just tell me what it says and I'll count that as your good behavior, and you'll get your parole! Hehehe, and don't lie about what it says! Hehe, it's important. I've made new enemies recently and am going to need more power! Hehehe, hopefully this scroll says something useful. Hehe. And Power is power, it's how you use it that makes it good or bad. Hehe, unless it's just awful. Which my magic is not. Hehehe."

    Waiting intently, Majolica hung on each of the space goblin's words. She needed to know everything about this scroll. She needed to digest it slowly, and listen for any hints of magical power that could be gleaned from it.

    Hehehe! The Cursed Hoard of Horace the Wise! This has to be something really good then! Part of a super powerful treasure or something! Hehehe!

    Majolica loved this kind of thing. This was partially why she had spent so much time traveling alone looking for mythical weapons and artifacts. It was fun to search for legends, and now, finally, she had stumbled across one. She bounced in her chair with glee while excitedly motioning at @HORIZON to continue.

    As Horizon began reading the first sentence, Majolica hopped up and pointed the astronaut.

    "Hehehe! Told you! See! No bad knowledge! Hehe, I like this Horus already!"

    Before Horizon had a chance to speak up, Majolica hushed her.

    "Shh! Hehe, keep reading!"

    Oooh! Necromancy! Hehehe, like that other lady.

    Majolica thought back to Lucia, the only necromancer she had ever heard of in this world. Had she also read this book? Did she have a copy? There was honestly no way to tell. She had never even spoken to the woman. Majolica imagined herself summoning hordes of disgusting undead abominations. She grimaced.

    No, hehehe, that's gross. If I summoned them, everyone would hate me.

    Majolica re-imagined the scene. This time, it was disgusting monsters with their guts falling out, it was her witch frogs, but now strong enough to fight!

    Hehehe!

    In Majolica's mind, she blasted down enemies only to watch as her passive curse, 'Happily Never After' kicked in. The enemies weren't zombies, but frogs! They rose up and turned on their other bad guys! That was much better. They weren't undead monstrosities, they were Witch Frogs! Witch Frogs that could hold her own in battle!

    So this Horus was a necromancer, hehe, and he's logging his philosophy on the subject. Hehe, I never cared for necromancy... hehehe, it's too gross. But maybe if I could use the principles behind it to create my own version... hehehe...

    Majolica giggled to herself at the thought, then slapped her cheeks. She needed to pay attention. This scroll was important.

    Horizon continued her reading, outlining the past necromancer's study of undead skeletons. She continued listening intently, until the astronaut finally finished, saying that she had deciphered all she could, but that this had been the good majority of everything.

    Majolica leaped up as Horizon finished.

    "Hehehe! So an essay on necromancy from a powerful necromancer! And only the first part! Hehehe, I'll have to find the rest of it, but this first part gives me an idea! What if I used his theory on necromancy, but made it my own! Hehehe! No abominations, but witch frogs! Hehehe, and... I don't know what kind of skeletons I could raise up, but they would be fun, yet effective! Hehehe! Nothing super scary, but something that babies would like and would wave it them, then the skeleton would do something funny! Like juggle it's head! Hehe, then everyone would laugh and wouldn't be scared! Hehehehe! This could work!"

    Majolica turned to Horizon.

    "You've done a good job! Hehehe, congratulations! You're now on parole. Don't mess up again! Hehehe, I'll be watching. Also, hehe, when I find the other scrolls, I'll be needing you to decipher them again! Hehehe!"

    Quick, fast, and in a hurry, Majolica flew out of her meeting with Horizon. She had some experimenting to do, as well as more scrolls to find.

    @HORIZON