Aletheia University

To:
Suffer Wayte-Archer IV
Aesyl Hall, Room 13γ
Aletheia University, College of Medical Magick

Kiddo,

Thanks for your letter! Your friends sound like great fun, and your lava pit immolation notes were a fascinating read. I only wish the Tigerfang Band were half as willing to help further the progress of medical science.

The Band have certainly been giving me plenty of work, although most of it is fairly boring stuff – spiked pits, decapitations, the occasional rolling boulder trap. Honestly, they’d save a fortune on trap-related deaths if they were willing to get over their paranoid prejudices and recruit a rogue. I can’t exactly complain, though, seeing as they’re footing your tuition and then some.

I did get one quite interesting job a couple of days ago. No signs of any struggle or even panic, no obvious injuries or indicators of common poisons, no traces at all of what might have killed them, except that each one of them had a slight discoloration at the tip of their left ring finger. What’s more, all of the standard corpse-available resurrections – Zheng’s Recall, Vital Reversal, Autoincarnation, you name it – were completely useless. The spells worked perfectly, but they instantly died again. I even performed Selomon’s Regrowth starting from a single toe – exact same result. I tried as many variations as I could, in the name of due diligence of course, and took detailed notes, but I have to admit I’m still stumped. I ended up doing corpse-unavailable resurrections, which brought them back fine, but thanks to the memory cutoff, I couldn’t get any information about exactly how they died. I’ll be sure to send you the full writeup and a finger once I’ve had time to copy down and organize everything, I’d love to hear what you make of it.

Professor Tarkovsky stared down at his desk, head in hands, and sighed. “So, let me make sure I have this right,” he said wearily, looking up at the two students seated across from him. “The two of you met in Miss Surn’s dormitory room for a study session.”

“Yeah,” said Susan.

Lilias nodded.

“At half past midnight?”

“Yup.”

“Exams soon.”

“Okay, 1, please knock next time. 2, this is not the reason I’m in Temporal, it’s just, like, a perk? And 3, this isn’t –”

“Look, it’s fine, Dev, you do y…yyour own thing, I’ll absolutely remember to knock –”

“No, listen, this isn’t some sort of smug intellectual nobody-else-is-my-equal whatever garbage. Look, I know sometimes I can get a little up my ow— sometimes I can get a little stuck up about grades and projects and stuff, but I’m trying to be better about that, and that’s not what this is about! Like, I spent 5 years thinking I was just asexual, and honestly, not sure this doesn’t still count? I’ve never felt sexually attracted to anyone else, but a few months ago I was hanging out by myself, felt like experimenting a little, and I ended up really liking it. So it just became something I do now and then, but like, it’s not an ego trip thing, okay?”

“Okay, yeah. I, uh, I get what you’re saying, sorry if I like, hit a nerve or…”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Just, I’ve already spent a bunch of time beating mys— having internal negative self-talk about, do I just think I’m better than everyone, are other people just not good enough for the amazing Dev Malim or what. And I’ve mostly gotten past that by now, but I just really don’t want anyone else thinking that about me. Y’know?”

“That makes sense, yeah. Sorry about that.”

“Thanks. That’s all I wanted to say. Anyway, this is already an awkward conversation, it’s gonna be even more awkward to listen to again from under my blankets in half an hour, so uh, talk more later, okay?”

Aletheia University Dungeoneering Practicum

Party No. 17

• Lilias Calbach, College of Elemental Magick
• Dev Malim, College of Temporal Magick
• Susan Surn, College of Martial Magick
• Suffer Wayte-Archer IV, College of Medical Magick

Proctor’s Notes

Party “completed” the Master-Level Dungeon in 9 hours 43 minutes, the shortest time so far on record. Several of the walls will need to be rebuilt, and I will need to check the Library Archives to look up the exact text of the Riddle Scrolls in order to recopy them from scratch. Party complained that the Master-Level Dungeon was insufficiently confusing, violent, life-threatening, and flammable, and asked if I had anything “harder” available, despite my explanations that they had already received the highest possible score on the Practicum. Faced with their repeated insistent demands, I finally directed them to the Sealed Dungeon, designed and constructed by Horus Obliq the Pale shortly before the revocation of his tenure 30 years ago. As no staff member sent in to dismantle the Sealed Dungeon had ever been heard from again, I judged it to be a thoroughly suitable challenge for this group of students.

Due to the powerful barrier surrounding the Sealed Dungeon, I was unable to use the Scrying Beacons worn by the party to monitor their progress in real time, but the beacons provided a full transcript of their explorations upon their return three days later, which I have included below.

[…]

SURN: “Hang on, what’s this purple shit?”
[A purple fog fills the chamber.]
[Calbach snaps her fingers, producing a small flame.]
CALBACH: “Not flammable.”
[Calbach continues staring at the flame.]
MALIM: “I’m feeling itchy.”
SURN: “Yeah, me too.”
[Wayte-Archer examines the party’s faces and arms.]
WAYTE-ARCHER: “Hmmm, the coloration of these lesions, and this pattern of the edges… Wait, it couldn’t be… This is Langleigh’s Flesh-Eating Pox! It was supposed to have been eradicated 25 years ago! And an airborne variant is completely unheard-of, this is incredible!”
[Wayte-Archer begins excitedly pulling out vials from their satchel, collecting samples of the fog and cultures from the lesions on their own arms.]

To Chancellor Alastric Emmannulas Noens pel Colophon the Grey, XVIIth Gryphonhorn Magus, Th.M. M.Ex. O.S. Esq.

Chancellor,

It has been some time since we last had the chance to speak. I hope that you are well, and that next week’s unseasonably cold weather will not trouble you overmuch.

With the selection committee for this year’s Clarinet Lochrian Award for Thaumaturgical Ingenuity convening soon, I would like to nominate one of my students in the College of Temporal Magick, Dev Malim. Dev has consistently demonstrated an aptitude for devising creative solutions to challenging temporal problems, using finely-honed instincts to supplement his skill at complex divinations. However, it is his performance in the recent mid-semester tournament of my Paracausal Tactics course, in particular, which compels me to make this nomination.

One of the things I enjoy most about teaching Paracausal Tactics is the opportunity to work with students from the College of Martial Magick, and observe their exchange of ideas with my Temporal students. These sorts of interdisciplinary courses are where Aletheia’s students shine brightest, and it is always fascinating to see Martial students’ approaches to the field of Temporal Magick.

In this year’s course, one Susan Surn has particularly stood out among the Martial attendees. Senior Professor Blatchley has spoken quite highly of Susan at intercollegiate luncheons, and her performance in Paracausal Tactics has indeed been astonishing. While I must admit that I am unsure how much I can teach Susan from a thaumaturgical standpoint, she has aptly followed my lessons on the nature of Time and its role in combat, and her fighting instincts are truly impressive. Moreover, her presence has been highly instructive for my Temporal students. She has provided many of them with object lessons in the limitations of mere foreknowledge, and has inspired some to far greater heights of tactical creativity.

To Chancellor Alastric Emmannulas Noens pel Colophon the Grey, XVIIth Gryphonhorn Magus, Th.M. M.Ex. O.S. Esq.

Chancellor,

I am writing to share some serious concerns regarding one of our students at the College of Martial Magick, which I have unfortunately been unable to resolve internally through dialogue with the other faculty of the College. I believe this matter requires attention and action from the University administration, in order to ensure that the mission and educational principles of Aletheia University are upheld.

The student in question, Susan Surn, joined the College of Martial Magick via our Combat Trial Admissions process. Her score was apparently the fourth-highest anyone has achieved since the College’s founding, and as this year’s Combat Admissions Supervisor, Senior Professor Blatchley was quite enthusiastic about her performance.

However, during the very first practical recitation of my Advanced Combat Rituals course, it became abundantly clear to me that Susan Surn has no thaumaturgical aptitude whatsoever. When asked to perform Relter’s Strengthening Charm, Surn merely spat on her knuckles, and proceeded to punch a training dummy through the wall. Her attempt at a Kalixian Defensive Ward was a single circle sloppily drawn in the dirt with her foot, and a threatening glare which prompted her assigned sparring partner to excuse himself from the remainder of the recitation. For her demonstration of the Fifth Rite of Destruction, she pummeled the target with both fists while shouting some sort of repetitive battlecry, until nothing remained except fine rubble. When I pointed out that these were simply acts of physical violence and not spells at all, Surn replied that they were “somatic components.” This appears to be the one piece of terminology she has retained from my lectures, although I do not believe she understands what it means.

To Chancellor Alastric Emmannulas Noens pel Colophon the Grey, XVIIth Gryphonhorn Magus, Th.M. M.Ex. O.S. Esq.

Chancellor,

I would like to apologize for my outburst during my visit to your office last month. While I was indeed quite upset by the verdict of the CDLXXIIIrd Disciplinary Council, my tone was nevertheless inappropriate for a professional setting, and my personal remarks were entirely uncalled for. I must also acknowledge that, while I still have some concerns regarding Lilias Calbach’s future pyromantic research even with Professor Tarkovsky’s now-mandatory pre-approval and oversight, my judgment of Calbach may have been slightly harsher than was necessary.

This past week, to my consternation, Calbach arrived nearly half an hour late to her Council-mandated duties assisting with the cleanup and restoration of the Library Wing. She did not appear to have slept or bathed the previous day, and brought with her a large handcart filled with notebooks from the University Depot. When I demanded to know the reason for her tardiness, she gave no reply, and merely handed me one of the notebooks from her cart. Opening it, I was astounded to discover Chapters V and VI of Kyrius’ Quaestio Radix Magia, which had been completely destroyed in the recent fire, with no other known extant copies. To the best of my recollection of the grimoire’s contents, the reproduction in the notebook was flawless, including the illustrations and diagrams. Examining more of Calbach’s notebooks, all of them contained similarly perfect reproductions of rare texts I had believed irrevocably lost. Upon closer inspection, the notebooks’ contents were clearly not inked by a quill or printing press, but scorched into the pages. I turned to her in pure astonishment and asked how this could be possible; she responded simply “The fire remembers,” and promptly fell asleep on one of the couches we had salvaged.

The Appearance of the Blaze (燚, Itsu), written by Kaen Homura (火焱 炎) and translated by Matthian Brimm, is a text on pyromancy which, while highly regarded in certain thaumaturgical circles, has largely faded into obscurity in the present day. Eschewing the traditional four-elements-based introduction to the field, The Appearance of the Blaze instead begins by setting out what Kaen calls “the Locus of Exothermic Transference”, and uses this to derive equivalents of the foundational laws and formulae of pyromancy from first principles. The grimoire goes on to apply its unique methodology to elucidate a wide variety of advanced pyromantic spells and rituals, exploring the field through a pedagogical route which often cuts back and forth across commonly-established subdisciplines. In his foreword, Brimm writes: “Kaen’s novel approach casts a new light on the field of pyromancy from an entirely new direction, and there is much to learn from the different ways in which our shadows align.”

The grimoire was held up as groundbreaking by Brimm’s disciples, as well as a few pyromantic luminaries such as Heleth Namien the Gold and Vicator pel Critanis the Blue. However, it ultimately failed to gain much traction in the broader pyromantic community, which largely continues to favor more traditional expositions such as Green’s Fire and its Refinements and Marbel’s Elemental Principles series.

Although there are still copies of The Appearance of the Blaze in circulation, the grimoire has become increasingly difficult to obtain as time goes on. The publication run of Brimm’s translation was quite limited: according to the records of the Nova Astra publishing house, only 200 copies were ever printed. The grimoire’s occasional tendency to spontaneously combust has both exacerbated its rarity, and made it riskier and more challenging to keep shelved outside of major thaumaturgical university libraries with the resources to invest in specialized archival storage.

To Chancellor Alastric Emmannulas Noens pel Colophon the Grey, XVIIth Gryphonhorn Magus, Th.M. M.Ex. O.S. Esq.

In Re: CDLXXIIIrd Disciplinary Council

Chancellor,

Thank you for your letter, and for allowing me the opportunity to share my thoughts in advance of the council proceedings. As you know well, I am usually quite loath to involve myself in administrative matters such as these, and I hope that the length and swiftness of my present appeal may further testify to the depth and urgency of my feelings regarding this case.

You are as aware as I am of the extremely high academic standards to which Aletheia University holds every one of our students. It is with this in mind that I must stress, with no exaggeration whatsoever, that Lilias Calbach is without question the most gifted pyromancer I have ever had the honor of teaching throughout my entire career.

I freely acknowledge that I was skeptical when Professor Yeboah first urged me to admit Miss Calbach to the College of Elemental Magick on a Special Commendation Scholarship. What could a young adult with no prior thaumaturgical study, indeed no clear prior academic background whatsoever, possibly contribute to Aletheia University? And yet, as the Professor described Miss Calbach’s performance in the practical interview she had conducted, I too felt my curiosity piqued. Using only her own intuition, along with a badly-singed copy of Kaen’s The Appearance of the Blaze that had somehow found its way into a city library, this young woman had seemingly taught herself the fundamentals of pyromancy completely independently over the course of a few months, attaining a degree of control on par with a typical incoming elemental-track student, and a level of raw power far beyond one. When Professor Yeboah asked how she had been able to accomplish this, Miss Calbach apparently responded that “you just need to ask the fire how it’s feeling.” Seeing the Professor’s insistence, I decided to trust in her judgment, and granted the scholarship as requested.