Entries of Koehaith 'Avel "The White"

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Entry 1 ~The Beginning~

In my younger years growing up I never committed myself to writing a journal for the sake of posterity. After hearing of tragedy that swept through my home while I was off working at a trading post. I felt it necessary to begin. My family were well to do but worked hard for many years running a fine clothing store. I was certain this wasn't what I wanted to do at young age.

When I was a hundred years old I found a great interest in the Arcane. Although I didn't think that I would go far with it as the demands of my parents store weighed heavily on the entire family. There was a mage that came into the shop and noticed me. I was most curious of the strong smells of the spell component pouch he was wearing. He seemed to notice me as well, staring at him, wondering why he smelled so interesting. When he was walking out he stopped just at the door before he left. He turned around and knelt down to the ground. His open hand stretched forth and out of nowhere a glass marble appeared in his palm. He curled his thumb behind the marble and gave it a gentle flick. The marble rolled slowly towards me. Of course I had the largest grin I have ever had on my face. Anyway, as it got closer I bent over to pick it up, as my fingers touched the marble, it melted into a pool of liquid. Being so young this just so happened to start. Now it makes me laugh, but then it wasn't so funny. Then the liquid turned into dust and blew away into nothing. I glanced up to see the mage and what he was trying to do, but he was gone. Without a sound this interesting person had vanished as well. The smile on my face slowly faded and I went on to my duties.

I had spent many of my off hours in the local libraries learning what I could about the Arcane. I wanted to make it a point to not be stuck selling clothing like my parents. Out of all the things I did accomplish, I can say, I did make my parents proud by getting an education and doing well with my studies. I picked up some basic magic abilities through trial and error and a lot of studying. It seemed that my parents didn't want to send me off to learn much in this department.

So here I am, fifty years later sitting in my room at the School of Magic. I have been accepted to learn here and things are going well. I decided to leave my home land because of the living nightmare my parents are stuck in. Growing up in the large city of Silvanost will always be a great memory to me. After I had become of age I was sent to a trading post because of my outlook on other races than my own. My parents thought me as peculiar because I had compassion for them. I feel that when the first chance to send me outside the city to help sell their clothing to those not allowed with-in the city, they took advantage of this opportunity. I can't blame them, I wasn't that good at dealing with Silvenesti customers for some reason. They seemed to even look down on me. I thought we were all family?

Did I mention that I never saw that mage again? Well I didn't. At least not until a few years after I had started working in the trade settlement I was assigned to by my parents. I can remember the day clearly. Sales were good. Many people enjoyed the apparel my parents provided. There was an elf, he seemed Silvanesti, but I wasn't certain at the time. He had asked if the items I was selling was the same as those in the city, he went on to describe my parents store. It was at that moment. That smell! I think he noticed my excitement as I answered his questions. We began chatting about many things. Where he was from and where I was from. What he did for a living compared to what I was doing. I balled up enough courage to ask him if he could help me learn. He said yes, he even admitted to watching me grow through the years.

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Entry 2 ~Refuge~

I have found that writing a journal is actually helpful to me and maybe, from what I have been told, could help someone in the future.

Getting the terrible news of Silvanost brought me to my knees. The trading post was abandoned in what seemed to be seconds. I was off to a refugee camp with the others and fond this life not to be what I wanted. I missed my family. I needed to help. I was completely out of apparel at this point and had saved up what I had earned.

After arriving to Zeradene via ship I had just under two-thousand steel and was ready for a nice bed to lay down ponder exactly what I was going to do.

It wasn't long before I found a helpful Black robed mage. Funny thought, I know. From all the stories and rumors I had heard I was wondering if I would live. I find it very interesting that the two mages that have helped me the most thus far have been Black robed mages. There is one White robed mage that got me settled into the school though. He even bought me a deed for living quarters and some furnishings. Among some other helpful items to help me. I have been taught a great and many things while I have been here and look forward to many more doors opening to me.

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Entry 3 ~The Unknown~

The days have been long as of late. I have been doubling my studies in hopes to progress. My instructors have been very helpful and even more willing to help me succeed. I have been practicing writing scrolls. My newest subject is the creation of wands. I know that it will be some time before I start actually doing this, but in the mean time, learning about the process and the best use for them are my goals.

I can't help to be eager to be an acolyte, but for now I wait to be called upon. I did recently learn that a good friend here at the school has been granted this rank. I was truly happy for him. He has been a great help to me while in school. I look forward to learning with him more.

My parents....I have not received any word on the status of my homeland. I am hoping that a solution will be made available sooner than later. The ideas of my parents being stuck in such a horrible situation is haunting. My hopes are to free them from bondage. I know there are many more involved, not just my parents. Even beyond them, my country. I am still a student as of now and know this is far beyond my grasp. Soon though, my hopes, something will come up to help rid my country of this....living Nightmare.

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Entry 4 ~The Feeling~

The last few days have been exciting. I have been able to apply what I've learned to practical application. I am most pleased with my mentor Magus Viaonsah. He has been very patient with me and I'm grateful.

It was relieving to find out that I am not the only one that loves the feel of magic running through my veins. There is no other feeling I've had that matches this pleasure. I don't think that I've shared this with anyone before and I most likely won't. At least until I have past beyond the grasp of mortality and this journal lands in the hands of my posterity. I believe this topic to be a personal matter and just haven't found anybody that I am close enough to talk about it as of now.

I can only spend so much time in the confined walls of the school before I want to claw my own eyes out. My chest seems to close in on me as I fill with anxiety. When I get like this I feel it is best if I go for a walk. This is exactly what I did just the other day. Although, I have been trying to fill my hours with learning the craft of making potions and wands. I am uncertain what route I am planning at this point. So, back to me going for a walk.

I headed North this time, instead of heading East and taking a ship to cut my traveling time. In the distance I saw an armor clad man pacing back and forth angrily. I was hesitant on approaching him at all, but the road passed by just where this man was pacing. I figured my best bet was to avoid him and move on about my business. This angry man wasn't having this in the least bit. I believe him to be a bit crazed as he just screamed at me with his sword raised. He caught me a bit off guard by all of this, but I managed to flick off an invisibility spell and move out of the line of his charge. He continued to swing about like a wild man at my guardian. He went through my earth elemental like it was nothing. At this point I was a bit irritated that this stranger was acting like a buffoon. I called forth another summon of greater power that gave this man a run for his money. The magic coursed through my veins and empowered me. I wanted to feel it again. I unleashed a slew of spells on him until he fell with a scream.

When it was over I sat looking at this crazed individual and he had foam at the corners of his mouth. I quickly gathered myself and headed back to the school. I felt a bit torn after all the emotions passed. It was one of the most exciting things I had ever done with my magic, but at the cost of a human life.

What does that make me? I am uncertain of this question. It has been floating around my conscious and making itself known from time to time. Well I am off for now. I have a alchemy class in ten minutes.

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Entry 5 ~Loss~

Today I received a letter from a cousin in Qualinost. It was hard to swallow the information that was given to me. My homeland was gone. Complete destruction. What now? The main motivation for me to even come to the School of Magic was to help the Silvenesti. I am at a severe loss right now and don't know what to think. An entire nation of my people, gone. I feel alone and lost. My world spiraling around me in a blur. My hope was to take the Test of High Sorcery and then go visit my cousins in Qualinost then return to the laboratories for research. Not so much now. I am encouraged to stay here and not return until a later time.

Time...interesting how it has such an impact on our lives in so many different ways.

For now I will double my efforts in my studies and do well to take the Test as soon as possible. Not that rushing it is my goal, but when I am prepared I will be eager to accomplish the task. Off to class once again.

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Entry 6 ~Talents~

Things are looking a bit better after speaking with one of my instructors, Magus Gilfaen. I had told him how I had been feeling. He was kind enough to share some past experiences with me. It was a very good warning. I have come to the conclusion that even though I have my own goals and that is not an issue. I must refocus the ultimate reason why I am here. Not why I came here. I've decided to put everything to the side now. Magic is to be my main concern.

I have been told that I am doing well and to keep up what I am doing. It has not gone unnoticed. At least I hope so, from what I have been told that seems to be the case.

My studies have paid off and I have been able to learn to craft wands. It has proven very useful of a talent. I will definitely be writing about the stressfulness of using wands in a combat situation.

Off to the labs I go.