[He's not going to sugarcoat it, and after scrawling over the paper once more, he sits back, the quill falling into the inkwell with a small sign of frustration as he taps his finger against the edge of the desk.]
I suppose it's my turn then.
In my world, we also have crystals—Mothercrystals. They are giant monoliths that nations have also developed around and fought over, many rising and falling over the past centuries because of their existence. And these Mothercrystals are the source of magicks for those who are unable to draw on the aether on their own. With crystals harvested from the Mothercrystals, the people were able to develop new, easier ways to live.
Use fire magic to burn an oven or forge. Use water magic to fill otherwise dry wells. Even use wind to more quickly dry clothing. At first it may seem convenient, but that convenience is at a cost.
People began to rely on these magicks, but the harvested crystals are limited in their uses, and once depleted they are no better than rocks. Which is why while everyone uses crystals, Bearers—magic users—are highly sought after as they could be more easily exploited for such use.
And that includes Dominants.
[A hard look at her.]
I suppose you could consider Dominants and Eikons similar to your l'cie. They were originally created to act as wardens or guardians of their Mothercrystal, but over time that changed to just fight for the nation that was in control of that Mothercrystal. So while we had the greater power and should be respected as such, we were no different than another tool of war.
And as it turns out, these Mothercrystals were actually used to drain the aether of all the land, all for a so-called god's spell to effectively reset the world to his own liking.
[A small, quiet but harsh laugh.]
You call the power of your crystals a blessing. For us, and from what it sounds to me even in your world, it was a prison—a curse.
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[He's not going to sugarcoat it, and after scrawling over the paper once more, he sits back, the quill falling into the inkwell with a small sign of frustration as he taps his finger against the edge of the desk.]
I suppose it's my turn then.
In my world, we also have crystals—Mothercrystals. They are giant monoliths that nations have also developed around and fought over, many rising and falling over the past centuries because of their existence. And these Mothercrystals are the source of magicks for those who are unable to draw on the aether on their own. With crystals harvested from the Mothercrystals, the people were able to develop new, easier ways to live.
Use fire magic to burn an oven or forge. Use water magic to fill otherwise dry wells. Even use wind to more quickly dry clothing. At first it may seem convenient, but that convenience is at a cost.
People began to rely on these magicks, but the harvested crystals are limited in their uses, and once depleted they are no better than rocks. Which is why while everyone uses crystals, Bearers—magic users—are highly sought after as they could be more easily exploited for such use.
And that includes Dominants.
[A hard look at her.]
I suppose you could consider Dominants and Eikons similar to your l'cie. They were originally created to act as wardens or guardians of their Mothercrystal, but over time that changed to just fight for the nation that was in control of that Mothercrystal. So while we had the greater power and should be respected as such, we were no different than another tool of war.
And as it turns out, these Mothercrystals were actually used to drain the aether of all the land, all for a so-called god's spell to effectively reset the world to his own liking.
[A small, quiet but harsh laugh.]
You call the power of your crystals a blessing. For us, and from what it sounds to me even in your world, it was a prison—a curse.