Solo In Service of the Dead

[Ronas Dermir]

Season of Summer, Day 40, 513 AV "I have given you a new magic, Projection. It allows you to detach your astral body from your physical one. Mind that you practice discipline with this art, for if you do not you can easily lose your very soul." Discipline. Right. A soldier had to practice discipline in all things. It was why Ronas mediated any chance he could get. Power was worthless, without control. Master Brent was speaking of how Ronas needed to practice this "Projection" daily, so as to become more familiar and capable with it. He grunted his response. Of course he would practice. A novice mage was more a danger to himself than to his foe. He learned this with Voiding, where the threat of self-voiding was ever-present. Control was paramount. Control was everything. Then Master Brent announced they needed to find shelter. Very well. It was a sound strategy, one the soldier in Ronas could appreciate. "We are empty, yet we are free. Our bodies are but vessels. Our spirits soar through the void." Apparently, that was to be Ronas' new mantra. Very well. He nodded once, accepting it. He simply stored it in his mind, beside the only other mantra he'd been taught. As Master Brent led him from the hilltop, Ronas' gray eyes scanned the blood-red horizon. The briefest of emotions flickered across his face. Was he happy? Sad? Resolved? Ronas was unsure. All he knew was, be it ever so dangerous, he'd found a "home". Without another word, he followed Master Brent into the valley.

[Mirage]

Ronas

XP:
Projection: 1
Voiding: 1

Lores:
Warden Mantra (Bloodhills): "We are empty, yet we are free. Our bodies are but vessels. Our spirits soar through the void."
Boundaries of the Bloodhills
Eli Brent: Warden of the Blood Hills
Lore of Self: Initiate to Eli Brent
Judgement: Failed
Projection: Initiation Process

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