The Deep

Mages of Gariland

There once was a mage in Gariland, as there were, of course, plenty. But this one was a different mage, a powerful genius. He was lauded for his achievements in the Fifty Years’ War but upon his return he had become increasingly reclusive.

That did not stop Darlavon from singing this mage’s praises to all of the new squires, ourselves included. It was our duty to aspire to this masterful mage’s greatness, Darlavon had told us, and for that we would have to work hard at our summoning skills.

Why not our black magic or white magic, or to expand on our time mage repertoire, had always been beyond me.

The mage was Elidibus. His name evoked exasperations of admiration throughout the Akademy, and we all knew him to be a weird, be it fantastic figure. Most of us had only heard of him, and none really knew his past. Yes, he was a Gariland mage, but he had no family, and he seemed to be part of the fixtures since before the dawn of time. Even my grandfather could not remember when Elidibus had not been around.

If there was anyone who might be able to assist us in our quest to bring down the Lucavi, surely it was Elidibus. It wouldn’t do for us to go around bringing defected knights to their knees and not at least pay this mage of mystery a visit.

Lighthouses

So when we stopped in Gariland after our excursion into the Brigand’s Den, we just had to ask around. Didn’t we hear, the Tavernmaster told us. No one had seen or heard of the mage, not since… Since we were at Riovanes. Sure, the man was already reclusive, but even so it was strange. He must have left town.

Off we went again, following a trail of rumours involving a mage in search of Elidibus, until at long last we could not go any further east than Warjilis. There, Ramza insisted on getting himself a jug of nice cold milk when some adventurers rushed in, ranting about a place called Midlight’s Deep, a lighthouse on an island off the coast of Warjilis, gravely damaged in the Fifty Years’ War, and tales of a mage hiding deep within.

I guess another detour couldn’t hurt…