Myths. Yes, I know about Elestran myths. I have been in the State Library of Magia for over 800 years. I am older than Iszarre, and yet I have protected Elestra’s mythology without fail. Now, the fairy librarian, who flies around too quickly for my taste, has sent me to your world. She says it’s a vacation, but I know that there must be a threat to the Library back in Amemnop, and since I am so valuable, I had to be sent to a safe place.
So, back to Elestran myths. I have two to tell you about today. Maybe there will be more in a few days. I can never be sure.
The Sword of Heelthos
Somewhere in the murky past of Elestra, eight tournaments ago, a mighty warrior led the forces of good against the dark wizard Tannarath. He fought his way through the magical armies as the Magical Tournament dragged on. Exhaustion set in. His allies retreated. But, Heelthos fought on. One man against an entire magical army. The day faded, and night fell. When the morning came, the sun shone on this one man, alone on the battlefield.
Heelthos thrust his sword in the air and shouted in victory. His warriors returned to see his feat.
How could one warrior stop the armies of darkness, they asked. He said only that his sword saved the day. He insisted that his power came from the sword, and not from himself.
The king asked him to lead his armies, but Heelthos declined. He rode into the mountains and never returned. Many years later, explorers found a small house where Heelthos had lived. Inside was a sword, its blade bent and covered in rust. They took the sword to Paramage Vartok who confirmed that it was Heelthos’ sword.
The explorers were disappointed because their great find appeared worthless and weak. Vartok cautioned them not to judge the sword by its looks. There was power yet in the sword.
The explorers believed that Vartok was only referring to the sword as a symbol of good against evil. They saw the brittle blade as a sign of weakness, so they threw the sword into the Sea of Oroketsis. As the sword sank to the bottom, it hit a rock, and the blade broke off, revealing the true power of the sword.
I’ll try to find the Legend of the Oroketsian Light at some point. Check back when you have a chance.
The Brave Quintet
Wizards face their opponents with wands drawn and spells at the ready. At least, that’s how it usually happens. Three millennia ago, a band of five wizards prepared for the Magical Tournament. As they worked on their magic, the Grothlin Order, a council of dark wizards, recruited and tricked all but two of the magical armies to fight for them.
The five wizards learned of the Grothlin Order’s success only days before the Magical Tournament was to begin. They visited the Tree of Eternity in the Karnoothian Forest for advice and heard these words:
A tree is tall and strong. It may have many branches and a thick trunk. Never forget that its true power comes from its roots. The roots of all things are the basis of their power.
The wizards thought through these words and considered the roots of Elestra’s magic. Images of the Ruby Core danced before their eyes, and they saw waves of magic and music intersect. With few armies to lead, they turned to the true source of power in Elestra.
As the Grothlin Order proudly led their massive armies onto the field of battle, the five wizards held their warriors back, not wanting them to be overrun by superior numbers. The Grothlin armies charged, and the wizards pulled out their new weapons—instruments that played music infused with magic.
The music that came from the instruments united the magic of the Ruby Core with the magical currents from the moons. The magical concerto cut through the spell that held the enemy armies under the Grothlin Order’s power. The magical armies defected to the side of the Quintet of Wizards, and the battle was won. The Grothlin Order was disbanded, and the good wizards prevailed.
The Quintet realized the power of the magical instruments and hid them where no one would ever find them again. Their only words were that the instruments would be played by those who commanded the magic.