Nord culture does not base too much emphasis on control. Their dedication to free will however stops just short of magic.
Most do not understand the boundaries of magic or comprehend its difficulties. But all understand magic's inherent danger, and so fear it and its users. Witch hunts, aggression against mages is an all too common scene in times of scarcity. Which is why the Taedron maintains the Seer Council, a guild tasked with gathering and educating mages. Only marginally better than a prison, according to most. Even though the Seers allow much greater freedoms than even Malgari guilds do in the South.
Taras' abilities manifested at a young age as frequent daydreams and hallucinations. Evil gossip soon raised its head and as is many times the case the peasantry started blaming him for several years of lean harvest. When a girl was struck with a feverish illness seemingly just for being near him, emotions broke loose. But Taras was lucky.
The warlock's appearance of master jeweller proved to be an efficient disguise. Most customers were highborn and the few who learned of the craftsman's true profession never had any reason to betray it. Arkhiy proved to be a demanding but fair teacher and his apprentice, hungry for knowledge as ever, quickly grew in skill with both jewels and magic.
While Arkhiy was content with working his craft and keeping out of sight, Taras wished for more than a simple life. It was not long that he found himself in the city's underworld, trading in special items and information.
He soon found himself opening his own shop in Harrenuil's richer quarter with a trader of silks and rare commodities. It became a profitting smuggler's den. With Taras' hard to procure skills it remains a valuable enterprise no crimelord or noble wishes removed.
It is in this comfort of certainty fate decides to humble the young mage who grows ever more bold as his business rises.<< Back