LYCO`s DARK VAULT

Reckless approach

"No!" bellowed Candlemas.

But Karsus raised both hands and gabbled fractions of spells, until suddenly a green-white bolt was crackling between his fingertips. With a laugh, he flung the bolt at the magic drenched star.

Candlemas dived under the heaviest table. Not that it would do much good. The whole top of the inverted mountain would probably explode, reducing him and Karsus and Aquesita alike to floating dust.”

Prodigy

“Lady's Temple was built in the shape of a four-pointed star, each chamber opening into radiating corridors. We passed through arches by arches into the lesser halls, where students and servants lived, in the courtyard lay a parterre forever wet with dew.

I wish I could say Karsus left a unique impression upon me, but he did not. The empire held many gifted youth: arrogant, restless, pretending to be socially awkward, He lived alone in the tower above and rarely came down to join the others.

When the yellow god cast his afternoon glory through the windows, The young arcanist was working on some unnamed spell — perhaps one that would never bear a name at all. Karsus gestured his hand as he spoke the incantation, his voice carrying a weight that was not presented in his usual demeanor. With a slight click, arcane energy surged through the chamber. In the depth of an opened phase door, image of the distant valley shimmered. a bloom of fire rose into the sky, muffled sound of explosion rolled down the hill.

The audience erupted into applause. Many had come for no reason other than to witness the prodigy; in an empire three thousand years old, boredom and curiosity were common among people. The young wizard folded his hands with satisfaction, savoring the trembling aftershock within the Weave while burning debris still tumbled from the distant hillside.

Karsus would almost certainly become an Archwizard. A chill passed through me. I felt something unseen swelling— over the walls and columns, over the temple roofs, reaching toward heights perhaps even the floating cities of Netheril could not touch. Beneath that tranquil afternoon, what I felt most deeply was dread.”

Can you see what I see

“Worry not! Eileanar shall show them the beauty we visioned, and the joy we have known. In time, all shall follow us and our enclave.”

My self belike⬆️

Karsus in his younger days

Still crunching that same piece, and Karsus doodles got piled up to a massive amount

Screenshot redraw from Gladiator(2000)

Shadow age Netherease fashion trend

Archmage General

“Karsus had arrived this morning in his latest finery. instead of his usual ratty robe, he wore a blue-green tunic with a bold K emblazoned on the breast. The military cut sported a high, embroidered collar and stiff jutting wings at the shoulders. A jeweled baldric hung from one shoulder and banded his waist, and a silver sword with a tiger head pommel rattled at his side. On his head was a helmet of boiled leather, so laden with silver and gold wire it kept tipping over the mage’s wild golden eyes. Add to that his frazzled hair sticking out from under it, and that his neck and bare feet were still filthy, and the effect was ludicrous, as if the village idiot had stumbled into a chest of old uniforms.”

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