Over the centuries, many individuals labeled as “great” have come and gone, each leaving their mark on the world. Many were lauded for the empires that they built, others for their singular accomplishments in the face of impossible odds, and still others simply because they made a lucky decision and reaped the rewards. All were names that anyone could recognize, and whether one loved or hated the ones that received this title, nobody could deny that it elevated them above all others.
Such was the case with the Magus of Infinity, Arian Carei. Although a more reclusive member of the “greats”, there were few that did not, at the very least, know of his not-so-humble abode, a massive flying conglomeration of impossibly extravagant structures known as the “Soaring Towers”. It was a testament to his incredible magical prowess that the massive structure not only flew, but could travel as he wished, serving as a home, a vessel, and anything else that he desired.
He was someone that anyone who wished to study magic wanted to meet, whether that was to simply discuss a theory, beg to be taught by him, or just catch a glimpse of the great man rumored to be older than anyone else in the world. Nobody ever turned down an audience with him, for if he had something to say no ruler would ever discount it as unimportant.
Why, then, was his apprentice, a young woman in one of the most coveted positions in the universe, so annoyed at him?
The rant that would likely answer that question, were it ever asked, would unfold over several hours, and for the sake of all those involved it would be best if only the most recent transgressions were the focus. You see, despite the great accomplishments of the Magus, he was, as she would describe, a “senile old moron that doesn’t even pay attention to anything useful”. That included the summons that were supposed to be for everyone of great power, to which he had simply waved a hand and told her to go in his place.
Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.
30-Jun-2020 03:52:37
