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This is our Open Log for players to have an easy opportunity to tag others and have fun with prompts that deal with current happenings that are not covered by our MANTA Board quests. Sometimes we provide extra quests at the bottom, but oftentimes we just let the MANTA Board cover it. Players are free to include MANTA Board quests in their toplevels!

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TOPLEVEL DIRECTORY (Updated November 25)

ELTRUT

With the Ghoul's Moon festivities over, it's time for everyone to clean up and prepare for the coming winter season. Of course, with the leviathans capable of moving and keeping to warmer waters, it's usually not much of an issue. But it never hurts to be prepared, and the crops and products are always great for export.

One of the biggest products that will be sent off this season will be everything pumpkin. The giant pumpkin shell Eltrut created for Ghoul's Moon will start to shed and the leviathan will need some help in gathering the large chunks before it falls completely into the ocean. Harvesting the pumpkin shell off of Eltrut is no easy feat, but not only is it edible, the rind is also tough and durable.

🔪 Harvest. Using carving knives and pickaxes, everyone must head out of town and into the forests to remove the pumpkin and clean off the shell beneath. Large tubs and wagons will be provided to help haul off the goods.
🐢 Pumpkin Spice Turtles. Drawn by all the pumpkins are small little pumpkin turtles. They are forbidden from being harmed or caught, however, they produce a special "pumpkin spice" and "pumpkin cinnamon" dust that can be carefully collected. While most will respect the law, others will be greedy and try to capture these turtles. Help protect and catch any who try—or perhaps get some extra cash by successfully catching and selling them off.
🔨 Build-A-Pumpkin. To help spur motivation and creativity, there are numerous competitions centered on building the most interesting and durable creation using only the pumpkin rinds. Some small things like nails and bits of wood can be used to help, but it must otherwise be made out of the rinds. From unique artwork to small buildings to carriages to boats and ships—the possibilities are endless. Just don't mind the mess.

Of more concern, both Eltrut and the Naughtilust were weakened from the attack from the Ghost Ship and are dozing a bit for the first week or so. Those in charge are requesting help in preparing special food that will help with their recovery. But to help keep spirits up and to hopefully provide some positive energy to the leviathans, a special hotpot gathering will be hosted for anyone to come and help cook, either for the leviathans or for others. A perfect chance to socialize and catch up with others. Just keep an eye out—someone may try to spoil the food.

To aid the two weakened leviathans, a list of key ingredients is provided for volunteers to head into the forests and out to sea to gather. Large tables and several grills, pots, and other cooking equipment will be provided for anyone to use.

🔥 Fire Sprites. Instead of normal flames, the food for the leviathans needs to be cooked over a special fire created by special fire sprite. They will only appear around campfires or bonfires where stories are told, so time to create a suitable fire pit and get to storytelling! Any kind will work.
🌰 Chest of Chestnuts. One of the most prized ingredients is a special type of chestnut that can only be found in special acorn chests buried underground by squirrel scavengers. These squirrels specifically gather these chestnuts because they are so rare, delicious, and known to have medicinal properties. Said squirrels will also gladly relinquish their store…if they can remember where those chests are. Time to go on a wild treasure hunt!
🐡 Fish Puffing. There is a special type of pufferfish that will be carefully collected and brought to the pier where volunteers must wear special gloves and carefully squeeze the fish to force it to secrete a special fluid that has potent healing properties. Soothe the fish and make them more willing to be handled by singing a cheerful tune. Whistling and other music can help. Feeding them special kelp and gently petting them will also keep them calm and less agitated.
🍲 Cookoff! Whether it's for the leviathans or just cooking a meal to be shared with others, the cooking stations are constantly in use. Who can prepare the most delicious meal?

ELAH

Things are a bit hectic within Baleen, the capital city of Elah. A wild flock of singing turkeys have been set loose and they are running amok, causing a disturbance to everyone. They are getting stuck in chimneys, popping into bathrooms, and swimming in the many fountain pools found all over town. What makes them more disruptive is their singing, which, unfortunately, sound more like nails dragging down chalkboard. While some may be ready to roast them to send to Eltrut for a feast, perhaps some may try to catch them.

And send them to Nogard. (They likely came from there, anyway—)

Researchers would especially appreciate it if these turkeys could be caught and removed as they are busy studying the tombstone relic brought back from the ghost ship. What secrets could it hold…?

At the Archives, researchers are hard at work studying the broken pieces of the black tombstone that was brought back from the ghost ship. They believe it's the reason the ship and its undead crew appeared, but how?

💤 Energy Drain. Although precautions are set, those who are exposed to the relics start feeling a bit drained, as if their energy is being sucked away. Quickly remove any affected and find a way to seal or contain the relics without being affected as well.
🪦 Undeadly Experiments. Although now in pieces, the tombstone relic still holds some power. Thus researchers decide to perform direct tests and experiments to see how it affects the undead. There are requests made to those who have previously died either in their world or this one, and some venture to graveyards where dead and ghosts are sometimes active. When in close contact with the relic, all who have experienced death in some way will become more hostile and aggressive, some even outright attacking any nearby. Help protect those performing the experiment and subdue the affected until they calm down.
🏃‍♂️ Thief! Those damn Corsair, they can never respect important research! A few bad eggs are breaking the agreement and are trying to steal the fragments, perhaps to sell them off to someone else or for some other purpose.

NOGARD

In Nogard, the island the leviathan has settled in is teeming with wild beasts, and perhaps due to being in a warmer climate, they are appearing more and more often, as if coming out of hibernation. It makes for a perfect opportunity for hunters to head out in hopes of collecting rare meat, materials, and hides that can be used and sold. To prevent overhunting, a competition is hosted with rules and regulations that all participants must abide by.

As such, there will be a group to help ensure security and they will even request assistance from Paladins, who are also allowed to participate in the hunt if they wish. Thus those who prefer to go after people will be quite useful to keep track and go after anyone who is poaching, hunting creatures under the "protected" list, or wasting the kills. To any who are caught…well, the Paladins may fare nicer compared to a Corsair.

While most predators and creatures of large populations are eligible for the competition, there are a few notable hunts that will reap great rewards for those who dare. Those who turn in their kills will receive a decent portion of the profits and first choice in what to keep for their own. The rest will be turned in to be sold, with the Elphantin tusks going straight to Eltrut to be used for the recovery efforts.

🦈 Goblin Shark. This deep-sea shark has a distinctive long, flattened snout and protrusible jaws, making it look quite unusual compared to other shark species. All parts of its body can be used so it makes for a profitable hunt—if one can brace the cold depths to take it down.
🐍 Coibara. Head of a cobra, body of a bear, and tail and coloring of a koi fish, this snake chimera can be found in dark coves and anywhere near deeper bodies of water. Capable of sprinting over the ground and swimming, beware of its poisonous fangs, which can also fetch a pretty penny along with its hide. The venom can also be collected for both poison and anti-venom purposes.
🦚 Pexeo. An equine beast with the body and markings of a zebra and plumage and head of a peacock that roams the greener valleys. Although not hostile, it can be dangerous if attacked, its beak revealing sharp rows of teeth that can tear up anything that gets caught in it and its hooves sharp as blades. Rather than killed, the feathers are the real prize and can be carefully plucked instead. But its meat can be considered a delicacy in some areas.
🐘 Elphantin. This giant elephant like creature is considered as the top hunt of the list. They can only be found deep within the forests and only appear at dawn when the foggy mist is thickest. While every part can be used, what makes this the top prize is the medicinal properties of its tusks. But it is very difficult to track and hunt and will take a group of skilled hunters to take down.

Afterwards, a large feast to celebrate is thrown, though of course it can get rowdy and with the alcohol fountain brought in, fights and brawls are bound to happen.

But there will also be a "special guest" rushing into town: wild boars. Perhaps agitated by the hunts or out for revenge against those who targeted them (which was allowed), the boars are crashing and charging into everything they see. While this may look like a good opportunity to prepare some BBQ Boar, the conservationists of the Corsairs would like to drive most of them back into the wilds.

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Dongfang had been walking past the animal sanctuary's adoption set up and originally had no intention of stopping. But... the name... and the regal nature of the beast, caught his attention. He stopped. He turned to inspect the requirements for 'adoption' more closely. He strolled back to the display and looked down at the large, black cat who returned his gaze with a lazy blink. He pointed at it, "You. You will serve this venerable one."

Sometime later, after being informed that he couldn't just tell the cat to follow him and expect it to do so (even though it did) because there was paperwork and other details to go over, Dongfang Qingcang is back at the docks with Deathstar attempting to explain what life on Stormbringer had been like for him so far and the rules of being on a boat.

"...and if you are determined to throw yourself into the water, do not expect this venerable one to fish you out every time," he scolded a very content, very wet, lump of fur that was happily purring while Daqiang attempted to figure out the best way to dry it off. Who knew cats of such size actually liked water?

Edited 2023-11-07 03:48 (UTC)

The mere mention of "warrior" animals had caught Nappa's attention real fast; now that he was on his own, he was eager to set up his own crew, since all he had were a handful of Saibamen, and those things were limited to begin with. He was gonna need to be careful about how he deployed them. So the cats seemed like a good first step.

Redbull had appealed by virtue of his name alone; that was a warrior's name for sure. It hadn't taken long for the rough-looking, cat to warm to Nappa. Content with his first real minion, he's heading back to the ship to begin an intensive training regime, Redbull following at his feet. Qingcang probably hears the Saiyan before he comes into view.

"I'm gonna run you ragged, you hear? I don't work with losers. We Saiyans are the greatest fighters in the universe and I ain't slowing down for anyone can't pull their weight. When we get back onto the ship, you're in for the most hellish, intensive training of your life!"

He steps onto the dock and sees Dongfang's predicament. "What's that? Afraid to get yourself a little damp?" He laughs. "Not off to a great start!" No Nappa doesn't know this guy, but that's never stopped him before. Politeness is for chumps and people weaker than he is.

Daqiang, arms crossed and looking bored - if annoyed - at the whole predicament turned his head to look over at his newest heckler. He had heard and felt the immortal approaching, but otherwise hadn't seen a reason to pay attention to him.

"Deathstar," Daqiang said in his usual coldly neutral tone without looking down at the cat whose ears swiveled attentively at the sound of his name, "Hunt."

Deathstar bolted off the crate he'd been lazing on and immediately darted for the edge of the pier and the promise of the water beyond. He dived and, though his entry into the salty spray below couldn't be seen, the loud splash could be heard. The cat may have been trained as a ratter, but there was fish in the water that was easier to get and it was a water-loving cat.

Daqiang tilted his head as he spoke to Nappa, "This venerable one is not concerned with how dry his servant is."

That he was concerned with the highly likely possibility his cat might divebomb off the side of the boat while they were at sea when told to go and hunt, however...

"Hmph." Nappa crosses his arms over his chest as Deathstar jumps into the water. "That supposed to impress me?" He asks. "Guess Redbull here is gonna have to pick up the slack when your cat tosses itself overboard because it spies a guppy."

Daqiang couldn't argue that assessment because it was the same as his own.

"So it would seem," he agreed in the same cold and bored tone, turning his head and cocking it to the side to listen for the moment Deathstar decided he no longer wanted in the water and needed to be fished out. "Unfortunately, this venerable one has not had Deathstar in his service long enough to start teaching him how to practice. Even starting now, it will be months before he has enough power to bring himself back to the boat should he choose to fish."

Daqiang briefly diverted his attention to Nappa and Redbull, "Will you be teaching your servant to practice?" He frowned, then clarified, "To use his qi."

"Ha! Well, you might just be in luck then." Nappa pounds his armour with a fist. "It just so happens that in addition to being one of the most powerful Saiyan warriors of all time, I was the personal instructor of the prince himself! Maybe I'll share some tips with ya...if you can make it worth my while!" Saiyans don't do anything for free.

"What does that loser Cui have to do with anythin'?" Nappa asks. "We Saiyans use energy manipulation anyway. Dunno how useful most of it would be trainin' a cat in most of it would be. Anyway, it's moot point for now without gettin' his power level higher. Won't be able to do anything at their current pitiful state."

He watches Deathstar paddling in the water. "You gonna get him out or what?" Nappa's in no hurry to do it for him.

From his answer and the question about 'cui', Daqiang assumed there must be an issue with the magic that translated their words. He wasn't sure how to correct for it, however.

"Deathstar must learn that he cannot expect this venerable one to drop everything to cater to his needs," Daqiang answered, watching his cat happily paddle about, not at all distressed at staying where he was.

"If you are an instructor of royalty,this venerable one will consider your offer of... 'tips.' What would be considered 'worth your while'?"

Nappa may be overexaggerating his importance to Vegeta...like, a lot, but he folds his arms over his chest as Daqiang makes no effort either to help Deathstar out of his predicament. "Well, you're on the right track." He admits. "You gotta make 'em work for it! Only way they'll learn is through struggle."

"The only training worth it is the hellish kind. That's how you get real strength! If they can't hack that, they ain't worth nothin' except as cannon fodder."

Daqiang wasn't sure what 'cannon fodder' was. The term was unfamiliar and he couldn't even certain the magic was translating it correctly. From context, he assumed it meant a form of trash. He didn't fully agree with the sentiment - sometimes strength and talent was found in other places than combat and any general must be able to recognize when that was the case. However, in terms of the ground forces, and his own rise to power in particular, 'hellish' was most quite effective.

"Does that mean you train in hell?" he asked, head titled toward Nappa in interest.

From below, Deatstar let out a loud meow. Daqiang glanced back down and shook his head, "No. This venerable one is now busy. You will have to wait." To which Deathstar answered with another loud, petulant, cry.

"Might as well be, what we put 'em through." Nappa shrugs. "Assumin' their power level is high to start, you know, to make it worthwhile botherin' with 'em. We throw our kids to the wolves and they either fight their way out or get torn apart! And that's just the start. Even our lowest-class warriors can still take on cities." And they often did; the Saiyan race had never been exactly numerous even before Planet Vegeta blew up, so they couldn't afford to concentrate their warriors too much. Kill, or be killed, that was the way to do it.

He glances down at Deathstar's protestations; Redbull is watching the other cat as well, head leaning down over the pier, but otherwise neither Saiyan nor cat make any move to intervene on Deathstar's behalf. Daqiang's fault if he drowns, not theirs.

Deathstar wasn't at risk of drowning. He was a strong swimmer who was trying not to lose the fish he had caught - currently being dropped just long enough to meow at Dongfang Qingcang and then quickly grabbed again - while climbing up one of the pillars of the pier. If he dropped it, he could easily climb the pillar. It was simply that the fish he had was too big for him to also climb back up with and he was refusing to give up his catch. Having been far from the first or second, or even fifth, time Deathstar had pulled this, Dongfang was not going to fall for the pathetic cries.

Dongfang tilted his head toward Nappa, interest certainly caught, "Whole cities? What sort of creatures inhabit these cities that your lowest-class can go against? What kind of opposition do they usually face?"

Oh, Lyney saw the way the large, black cat had leapt into the water, and how the man had to scoop the monstrous cat out of the water. It was honestly quite a funny sight to behold, one that made Lyney chuckle once they were close enough.

"Seems like your feline friend is quite happy of your little game! You've certainly found a way to engage your own feline friend, haven't you? Look at how happy that cat looks!"

Lyney, by his own merit, has his own new cat companion; perched on his shoulder is a sprightly orange and white cat, which is watching the exchange with a swishing tail.

"It is not a game," Daqiang answered absently in a coldly bored tone as he glanced up at the newest witness to his servant happily making a mess. The mortal looked quite strange, even for the mortals he'd met in this place. The orange cat on his shoulder, Daqiang recognized as similar in nature to Deathstar.

"And his happiness is not relevant," Daqiang continued as he checked a small pile of towels he'd already used to dry Deathstar off previously to see if any had dried out at all. "Only that he serve this venerable one as he's been trained to."

Deathstar, meanwhile, continued to loudly purr, turning over onto his back and stretching his paws out while his tail also swished. He was clearly conveying to his fellow warrior cat that the training of his own 'human' was going very well.

Wow, what a response. But in a way, it reminds Lyney of some of the nobles that frequent the high society of the Court of Fontaine, and Lyney is well adept at navigating the peculiarities of nobility. Which is why he merely offers a pleasant chuckle and a light shrug.

“Forgive me for assuming, it just seems that your cat is so pleased with your actions that it led me to believe that you were engaged in some sort of elaborate game with him!” He says in a light tone, before motioning to Deathstar’s stretched out pose.

“Have you owned cats before? I’ve worked with cats before, so I’m well-versed in their behaviour. You see the way he’s purring so loud? That’s a sign of his happiness. And a happy animal is one that works the best.” The cat on his shoulder meows as if in agreement, purring as well as she looks down at Deathstar. Lyney chuckles, scratching her in the head.

“You see? Even dear Foxtrot agrees with me. Animals won’t be swayed by cruel words or promises of Mora, but rather mutual trust and understanding. The fact that your cat seems so happy with you is a great first step towards a good working relationship!”

Daqiang paused at the declaration that Deathstar was pleased with him. He'd been aware that the cat was pleased with himself. That was obvious. But pleased with Daqiang?

"Of course he is," Daqiang agreed, straightening up as he finally found a towel that would suffice to begin drying Deathstar off. "He serves this venerable one."

The venerable one who was now draping that towel over Deathstar's belly and gently rubbing over the fur while discreetly heating up the cloth to help dry his cat faster. Deathstar, meanwhile, was happily getting a warm towel massage and purred even louder.

"That sound means 'happy'?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure he is quite happy to be working alongside you."

Oh, this is amusing. Lyney's training with the House of the Hearth has enabled him to be good at sizing people up and getting a good impression of them, and right away he can tell this one here is one who is used to being in a position lording over others. But when dealing with cats? He seems quite lost, at least in Lyney's point of view. It makes him chuckle softly, but his smile stays warm.

"Yes, it does! Cats purr like this to show they're happy. And you see how he is lying on his back like this?" Lyney kneels down a bit to get more on eye level with both the man and his giant cat. "Cats may be small, but they're hunters all the same. And hunters don't show weakness or vulnerability easily; in the wild, it marks them as easy prey for something bigger and stronger. And for a cat, their stomach is the softest part of their body, and so they are careful to keep it hidden." He motions to the exposed tum of Deathstar.

"But having a cat do this? Stretch out on their back like this? It's actually a sign that they're feeling comfortable and relaxed, without a care in the world. And if they show that to you, then that means they feel comfortable arounf you." Lyney chuckles a bit. "You should feel honoured, my friend! It's not easy to have an animal trust you like this!"

The assumption that he was unfamiliar with how hunting animals acted just because he was unfamiliar with cats as ~~pets~~ servants rankled. However, he let that go as the explanation turned back to Deathstar's actions in particular. Though at the declaration he should feel honored, Daqiang couldn't help but scoff. Him. honored. Because a lesser being recognized his superiority as one naturally should.

Deathstar, of course, took that moment to roll back onto his paws and stretch before batting at Lyney's hand, which had traveled just close enough to be considered fair game for play.

"It seems he does not trust you as easily," Dongfang stated with a superior air, setting aside the towel now that Deathstar was merely damp and not soaked through. His eyes moved back to the cat on Lyney's shoulder. "You have taken on the training of one of these beasts yourself."

As Deathstar moves to paw at his hand, Lyney merely chuckles and allows the cat the opportunity to bat at his hand. As long as those claws remain sheathed, he doesn't mind the big fluffball pawing at his gloved hand.

"I guess not! But we can't all expect to be friends at first sight. Perhaps if we spent some time getting to know each other, things could be different." He grins before looking up at Dongfang, then up to the cat on his shoulder.

"Why yes, I have! This one here is Foxtrot. A delightful name for a cat, isn't it?" Lyney reaches up with his free hand to give her a scratch on the head, and Foxtrot lets out a pleased sounding meow. "She may not be as mighty as yours, but her claws certainly are sharp enough to strike terror into the hearts of any mouse on deck!"

Deathstar bats a few more times at Lyney's hand before growing bored with it. He gave himself a quick shake and turned back around to sidle up to Daqiang's side and rub against his nearest arm before sitting down and beginning the process of grooming himself. He was still damp, but that would be sorted quickly enough.

Daqiang ignored the comment about being friends. Whomever Deathstar chose to spend his free time with was his choice so long as he remained loyal to Dongfang Qingcang. Daqiang would not actively encourage such behavior, however.

"Does she trot like a fox?" He asked, uncertain why else such an name had been chosen. Deathstar's name had been obvious. The one who had chosen the name either believed he would to be the death of stars or a star that heralded death. Considering how effective Deathstar was with his chosen prey, either interpretation was fitting.

"Deathstar is mighty," Daqiang agreed, frowning. "However, he prefers to hunt his prey in the sea around the ship rather than take aim at those infesting it. Until now this venerable one was not aware there were felines that had such affinity for water."

At the word 'sea' and then again at 'water', Deathstar paused in his bathing and hunched his body, tail lashing a couple times as his gaze turned to the edge of the pier only a few feet away. Noticing this, Daqiang settled a hand on his head (which Deathstar immediately arched into with a purr) and muttered, "no."

“Hmm! She certainly has a particular gait when she walks, I could see it being very fox-like. And her fur colouration reminds me of the foxes I’ve seen back home, so perhaps that goes to her namesake as well.” Lyney says, giving the orange and white cat on his shoulder a proper look. Foxtrot meows again before hopping off of his shoulder, trotting over to sit next to Deathstar and give herself a bit of grooming as well. It strikes Lyney as amusing, and he idly imagines the two cats gossiping about their new owners.

“Deathstar is his name? A mighty name for a mighty cat!” Looking at the massive black cat, he could see how the name was fitting. “But I’ve never seen a cat hunt in the water before! Usually the cats I’ve seen flee from water… you must have a very special cat, then.” Seeing Daqiang interact with Deathstar makes Lyney’s smile only grow, and he rests a hand on his hip.

“Well, in any case, I’d say the two of you are certainly a match! You both possess a regal air about you two; almost as if I were speaking to a pair of great lords!”

"You are speaking to one," Daqiang said, voice even and mild. "This venerable one is Dongfang Qingcang, Moon Supreme of the Moon Tribe. You may address this venerable one as Moon Supreme."

He inclined his head to Deathstar, "Deathstar is this venerable one's first servant in this world. He has not yet earned a position that would confer a title or lordship."

Deathstar didn't seem at all upset by that, simply rubbed his head harder against Daqiang's hand before sniffing at Foxtrot. He gave a soft chirp and then started tongue-bathing her head. They had lived together for a time, after all.

"Dongfang Qingcang, Moon Supreme?" He says the name slowly and carefully, making sure to pronounce it right. Goodness, what a title. Fortunately Lyney does know of some Liyuean names, so it's not too unknown to him, but it looks like he was right on the Mora when he said that Dongfang was a lord of some kind. Fortunately he knows well how to act around lords and ladies, knowing so Lyney moves to stand before him before offering a flourishing bow.

"Well, it's certainly an honour to meet you, Moon Supreme! Allow me to introduce myself: I'm Lyney, the greatest magician in the Court of Fontaine!"

The bow is different than he is used to, but recognizably grandiose. The sort that he might expect to be given in a stage play to represent how much higher a character's position was from another.

"Lyney, Court Magician of Fontaine," he repeated, inclining his head. Such positions were not entirely unheard of in the Three Realms, but they were mostly relegated to the works of fiction that were brought back from Yungmengze. Mortal kings who did not cultivate themselves often had court magicians who did. He had assumed that the magicians did not take the throne for themselves via a challenge because it made for a more entertaining story if there were strange rules that had to be followed. And that such positions weren't actually a thing. And yet... here Lyney was claiming to be one such.

"Is your lord a very powerful magician as well?"

Daqiang is right to assume a stage play's performance in Lyney's bow, because Lyney is a performer; both figuratively and literally, at home both dazzling audiences for his magic shows as well as putting on elaborate acts to trick and bamboozle potential targets if the situation called for it. He knows how to work a crowd, and there's an understanding in Fontaine between performer and audience, the collective agreement to suspend disbelief and shatter the barrier between reality and fantasy, all for the spectacle of the stage.

The honest question from Dongfang makes Lyney pause briefly. His lord... well, that's one way to describe "Father", isn't it? He chuckles, offering a smile that is just a bit tighter than natural.

"Ah, well, you could say something like that! "Father" is quite strong indeed, though not a magician like my sister or I. Though I am flattered to hear you consider me so powerful! I haven't even had to perform a single magic trick to impress you. Perhaps my reputation is growing stronger by the day!"

"No," he replied with the shake of his head. "This venerable one has never heard of you until now."

Daqiang crossed his arms and shrugged, "This venerable one is unfamiliar with the ways of mortal courts. Having a position just for someone who works magic is not the way of the immortal realms. Everyone can work magic."

Granted, some were more skilled than others and truly exceptional skill was worth remarking on. But overall, it wasn't something a king or lord in Cangyanhai would create a singular position for. Especially if that magician were more powerful than them. It would be expected that the magician would challenge the lord for their title and then they wouldn't be court magician anymore. They would be the lord.

ELTRUT

ELAH

NOGARD

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