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Sun Bubbles
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“Fates, that’s why the Wild Age ended! The first guardians sealed up the mana wells!” Casey leans over the map, sketching out the marked locations. “But why? Why seal them off?”
Pezzi and Rufus look exchange a worried glance and Rufus sighs. “Because the mortal realm was never meant to have that much power. You know about the far planes right?”
“We’ve all studied them, but go on...”
Rufus flattens his hands and starts laying them out. “Imagine them arranged like a stack. At the bottom you have the ethereal sea, the source of all magic. Above that is the elemental plane, where mana seeps out into wild and unpredictable forms. Above that is the faewild, where things are more stable, but magic is common and still very raw. And then above that is the mortal realm where natural magic is quite rare but still present. Mana flows upwards and imbues the planes with life and purpose at a steady, sustainable rate.“
“Right, so what went wrong?”
Rufus alights weightlessly on the surface of the water, gesticulating as he explains. “The mana wells were essentially gates, permanent ones, that punched through into the ethereal sea and allowed those that controlled them to wield unimaginable power. What’s more, whoever controlled them, could use them to renew their own life force, allowing them to remain in power indefinitely.” The jackal rests his glowing palms on the stone and glares, "And when such immense forces went to war- well..."
Casey shudders, a lifetime spent among the ruins of the past flashing by. "We've... seen the results."
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