Magic is the manipulation of elemental energies. While these can be separated into various categories, they are typically split into seven source elements: fire, water, forest, stone, air, life, and spirit. These are, in turn, divided into several subcategories, which can be combined to create various elements.
While there are many kinds of elemental magic, there are only two kinds of wielders: those who use their life force to control the elements, and those who need to use rituals or spoken spells to manipulate the energies. These are called internal and external magicians. Some internal users are able to manipulate any element they choose, although the more they use at one time, the more energy it costs them. Other internal wielders can only control a single element or elemental subcategory; however, their control is often greater than those not so gifted. External magicians have to perform ceremonies to use magic, although they can create amulets which allow them to access it much as internal magicians. While these preparations can seem tedious, there is an advantage: because internal wielders use their own life force, using magic can exhaust them and, in rare cases, kill them.
Selina set aside her quill pen and began to massage her aching hand as she looked over her parchment. This was the start of a book of her own, to add to the library, containing the basics to understanding magic. In all her time in the library, she hadn’t found a single book doing that, but multiple, and each in various areas of magic, in any number of confusing ways. She had decided she would try to summarize all of them, although she knew it would take a long time and a lot of research.
And a lot of ink and parchment. She smiled ruefully at the numerous words scratched out along the page, where she momentarily lost focus and wrote the wrong word, or her hand or arm spasmed and sent the quill skidding across the page. Her hand wasn’t very steady in any case, so even when writing at her best, it was still an untidy scrawl. She’d have to get someone to write it over again on clean parchment, so that the words could be legible, but it would do for now, for her.
“Arinn!” she called, her squeaking and cracked voice difficult to understand. “An you con ‘ere, ease?”
While there are many kinds of elemental magic, there are only two kinds of wielders: those who use their life force to control the elements, and those who need to use rituals or spoken spells to manipulate the energies. These are called internal and external magicians. Some internal users are able to manipulate any element they choose, although the more they use at one time, the more energy it costs them. Other internal wielders can only control a single element or elemental subcategory; however, their control is often greater than those not so gifted. External magicians have to perform ceremonies to use magic, although they can create amulets which allow them to access it much as internal magicians. While these preparations can seem tedious, there is an advantage: because internal wielders use their own life force, using magic can exhaust them and, in rare cases, kill them.
Selina set aside her quill pen and began to massage her aching hand as she looked over her parchment. This was the start of a book of her own, to add to the library, containing the basics to understanding magic. In all her time in the library, she hadn’t found a single book doing that, but multiple, and each in various areas of magic, in any number of confusing ways. She had decided she would try to summarize all of them, although she knew it would take a long time and a lot of research.
And a lot of ink and parchment. She smiled ruefully at the numerous words scratched out along the page, where she momentarily lost focus and wrote the wrong word, or her hand or arm spasmed and sent the quill skidding across the page. Her hand wasn’t very steady in any case, so even when writing at her best, it was still an untidy scrawl. She’d have to get someone to write it over again on clean parchment, so that the words could be legible, but it would do for now, for her.
“Arinn!” she called, her squeaking and cracked voice difficult to understand. “An you con ‘ere, ease?”

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