Thread Name: If Then Or Then If Location: Nivenhain Notes/Warnings: None! Collaboration: Solo Magic Experience: No Injuries/Ailments: None! Requested Lore: Runic Script: If Then Conditions Runic Script: Context Matters Runic Script: Composition Is Subjective Runic Script: "If" Runic Script: "Then" ...

Frost 2, 120 In two days, he'd managed to transcribe the entirety of the teddy's nexus into his notes. Several of the symbols were recognizable on their own, but within their greater strings, it was difficult to know whether they were simple commands or those involving more complex logic. Ifs and t...

Thread Name: When You Read You Begin With Location: Nivenhain Notes/Warnings: Nope! Collaboration: Solo Magic Experience: No Injuries/Ailments: None Requested Lore: Runic Script: Pressure Runic Script: Encircle Runic Script: Bend Runic Script: Activate Runic Script: Deactivate Runic Script: Determi...

Frost 1, 120 It had been an entire year since he'd begun his apprenticeship, and while much had changed, both within himself and without in the greater world beyond, some things remained painfully static. The most prominent of such fast and fixed unmoving landmarks in what was otherwise becoming qu...

PC Full Name: Foma Kozlov Reason For Being Here: Resident Place of Your Stay: Lower Nivenhain :O Duration of Your Stay: Indefinite Caste: Nameless :O Things You Want To Thread About: Anything! Things You Don't Want To: Anything else! What are you primarily looking to accomplish this season, in Lori...

Thread Name: Eight Letters, Starts With R Location: Nivenhain Notes/Warnings: I don't think so! Collaboration: No Magic Experience: Artifice, please! Injuries/Ailments: None Requested Lore: Artifice: The Concept of Self-Preservation Artifice: Trigger Phrases Artifice: Locked Learning Artifice: Impr...

Frost 65, 119 There were only two more days until the deadline. Fortunately and fortuitously, Foma had most of the day to focus on imprinting the golem's core. The early morning had been filled with letters, both filing and summarizing as well as writing and sending off replies. In a way, it was a ...

Ash 41, 119 Since he'd been accepted into Master Wagner's workshop, Foma's fingers had been perpetually stained black with a combination of charcoal and ink. When he slept, his dreams were filled with that same darkness, the scents of the ocean, the spicy smoke of charred wood... he'd never written...

Frost 64, 119 By the time the golem's fabricated parts had arrived, Foma had finished the lures, selected and inscribed the core, and readied everything he'd need to work on the individual pieces themselves. While he'd received a verbal lashing from Miss Holzknecht regarding his late night mistake ...

Of all the things Foma had considered, he'd not thought to wonder whether he as now had any affect upon the lord. The moment Lord Geralt reminded him of what it meant for a lord to speak with, let alone gift, a nameless, his own smile immediately disappeared, replaced with both sudden realization a...