#orcovia

My magic system for Orcovia relies on magic being sorted into two distinct categories: Innate Magic and Behavioural Magic- essentially magic you're born with and magic you choose.

However, the main tension of Orcovia surrounds the Astryan Magic Ban, and the fight back against it, because the main characters see it, rightly, as the king banning a group of people, rather than a practice. What I'm worried about now is that Behavioural Magic as a concept might draw away from that tension, as it's chosen, not born with. It means that some forms of magic are a choice, and some are genetics- which I worry will distract from that tension of the king outlawing a group of people.

Was tagged by the awesome @hauntingthestars to find these! Gonna go with Orcovia simply as I have the most written for it.

Fantastic

The sight of her home in flames wasn’t a thought Alsirae had ever had the terror to think of. And yet- here it was, before her, the sight of trees lit up by tongues of flame, licking the wood into a crackling blaze- the bright, fantastic orange almost hurting her eyes, as with a groan of cracking wood, she saw the walkway she’d been standing on just that morning fall to the ground, to the feet of- Oh.

Letter

The numerous letters they’d received from friends in Asogate had been interesting, reassuring, even, but never had they made him want to join up; the rebellion wasn’t his place, he was sure of that.

Fire

She couldn’t stay. The mainland was- on the mainland, maybe, she could pass undetected. Hide as a human, and try to make a life in small farming town. Hell, she could even leave the country, got to Middenvale, or somewhere, far away from the magical ban. From who she’d been before the fire. 

Shadow

Morgann had, from a young age, known that ‘who they liked’ was a sorcerer. That’s who they wanted to be, and that’s who they were; despite spending most of their childhood in the shadow of the Astryan Magic Ban, they’d chosen, on their fourteenth birthday, to devote themself to Saieme, and the magic she was patron of. Since then yheir abilities with magic had only grown, become more powerful- more dangerous, for someone in their time and place.

So there it is! Nothing from Elora’s Narrative there, but i got all three of my other protags, so it is what it is. 

The best I can do you is Stole, but:

He stole glances at Elora Fomane scores the room and pretended he didn't, pretended the intrigue wasn't there— but it was. An Arassh in the Astryan Army. How perculiar.

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It wasn’t until two months later, when he reached the Asogate training facility, that he realised his plan wouldn’t work. He’d accounted for everything he could think of– every problem he’d anticipated, every possible flaw, had a solution.