Journals of Isaac Sol

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Extract I:

 

... Those who locked away the darkness face a terrible plight

One must burden the seal and help the others in their fight

For he who does has seen an evil anew

Now must fight for reasons that are true...

 

Scriptures of the Dragon Emperor Prophecies; 5:2

 

Many times I have heard these words, repeated to me over and over again as if it was supposed to be of significance to me... I never understood these words until I inherited my family title and legacy. I was to inherit the position of the Elemental Priests of Sol; a family who for centuries aimlessly served the people of the Kingdom of Sol as their ruler and protector. I always thought that our title was cliché, but father took it very seriously.

 

For centuries our family has lived in Sol Castle, which is set on the peak of the island mountain of the sacred mountain of Sol. When I asked my father why, he just said that the most abundant source of Sol mana was at Mount Sol. He also said that there was also something here that we had to guard, but I never believed him, his stories were always outlandish and exaggerated.

 

As the sole prince and heir to my family's throne, I lead a somewhat sheltered life, never knowing what happened outside the castle which I called home. Every day, I was made to wake, eat, train swordplay, wash, study, practice magic, eat, wash and sleep. My routine leaves little time for procrastination... Oh how I longed to see the kingdom which I would one day be sworn to protect. Would it look like the lush gardens to which I had grown accustomed to... would my subjects live in the same manner as I did? All of which, I would find out all too soon.

 

By the time I was eighteen I was seven foot and five inches, average for my height and race. I was well built, weighing in at roughly eighteen stone, but still slender, a common attribute for a Sol Dragonian. My hair a deep blue, much like what father said the sea surrounding our castle looks like... oh how I long to see the sea... My ears no longer like the ears of humans from the far northern wastelands of Kthari (old tongue for Barren World). My ears now look slightly pointed and longer, similar to what human lore called elven ears. How ignorant they were, referring to us as mere folklore.

 

Father has summoned me to the throne room to talk about something important... I wonder what it could be?

 

Extract from the journal of Prince Isaac Sol, of the Kingdom of Sol

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Extract II:

 

...Dragons ruled with eyes ablaze

Covering the land with a shadowy haze

Twelve great heroes did once arise

Thus then did vanquish the daemons of the skies...

 

Scriptures of the Dragon Emperor Prophecies; 5:6

 

Again, my tutors bombard me with these scriptures and expect me to understand their meanings and their importance. Father told me that soon we would leave the walls of the castle to see the northern wastelands of Kthari. How I had longed for the day that I would finally see the lands I would to be soon ruling, even if it was only glimpses as we traveled.

 

When we first left the castle, we had to take the path down through the caverns of Mt. Sol so that we could reach the docks at the peninsula. The Sea of Sol was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, the water was the deepest blue I had ever seen and it glistened in the bright Sol sun. It stretched out as far as the eye can see, and in the far distance I could see the mainland continent of the Kingdom, which surrounded the Sea of Sol and our castle.

 

Traveling through the lands in our carriage was not the most pleasant experience at first. It got that rough that I had to use my magic to cushion that carriage as it went along. Father was not pleased that I was squandering my magic on such a stupid luxury. The lands seemed to blend together after a while, and soon we past Sol City, the capitol. It was gigantic, and at the top you could see the Senate building, made from the most impressive red marble. I begged my father if we could visit the city, but he refused saying that it would impede on our schedule.

 

Soon, the green fields of the plains were replaced with the outcrops of sand which marked the start of the Great Desert of Sol. Not many creatures dared to live within the boiling expanse of sand and rocky formations. About 10 miles into the desert revealed an awe inspiring site, a city partially constructed out of stone, and partially carved into the mountain rock. My father told me that this was the city of Conahailo. He also said that Conahailo, as the second largest city within the Kingdom (and the closest to the capitol), became the temporary capital of the Kingdom after the Great Fire of Sol City destroyed Old Sol City. It stayed the capitol for about 90 years, during those years, it took 70 years to rebuild Sol City and a further 20 years to get it reinstated as the official capitol of the Kingdom. Soon, the desert gave way to more grassy plains, but that soon gave way to a large mountain plateau. This marked the northern border of the Kingdom of Sol, with the southern border of the Kingdom of Luna.

 

The top of the plateau was covered in thick snow, with snow still falling. What a fascinating thing, snow. I held my hands out of the carriage to catch it, marveling at its beauty as we went along. After we had climbed down from the plateau, we reached the snow plains of the Lunan valley. The legends of the valley being wrapped in eternal night were true. It was midday, but the sky was dark as midnight. This had to be the strangest sight in our weeks of traveling. Father said that the valley is dark as most Lunan Dragonian's are Vampires, and though sunlight will not kill them, they are still sensitive to it. My books also mentioned that this valley, and the towns and cities within it are at the forefront of the research into the Dark Arts, including the shunned arts such as necromancy. We came up on the capitol of the Lunan Kingdom, Lunaris. The very city was built in a circular fashion around a gigantic gothic style castle. This is where Father said we will be staying for a few nights to rest up before continuing our journey. Castle Luna was where I first met my best friend, Thilan Luna, who like me was destined to become an Elemental Priest.

 

After we had rested, we pressed on, knowing that the valley was at the centre of a bottleneck shaped area of the Lunan Kingdom between the Sol Kingdom and the northern wastelands of Kthari. The dark lands of the Lunan Valley soon changed into the verdant green fields that were wrapped in the most beautiful sunlight. We were in the human lands now, the wastelands of Kthari. This was far from what I was expecting. I was expecting the land to be dry, devoid of flora and fauna. Father said that these lands were once like that, but under hard cultivation from humans it was transformed into a beautiful land that was considered the most serene place in the world. After a day of travel, we reached the capitol of the Human realm, Lagora. It is situation on the side of a large lagoon and a cliff-face that has a plateau on the top. Father said that he had business in the capitol, and that I would do well to learn from it. Perhaps I will write about what happens another time. For now, I want to explore this beautiful city of white stone...

 

Extract from the journal of Prince Isaac Sol, of the Kingdom of Sol

 

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