After I satisfied my craving for waffles, Miranda and I returned to the training building. I had been going to teach her relic usage, but now I realized there were more important things she needed to be taught. Relic usage would be boring and repetitive for her, and despite the limited examples I had been given, I believed she would benefit more from other trainings at the moment. As a Shãya, her training would progress much faster. I decided that I would teach her about channeling first.
“Sit,” I told her, when we were back inside the room.
Miranda nodded, and sat cross legged on the floor.
“Alright. So there you saw usage of a relic. Now relics are most usually activated by a magic incantation, usually a single word. However, this is a very simple form of the powers that we control. Relics are very simple creations - even those with the smallest shred of magic within them can activate relics. Hâfléngs have this ability, though they possess no magic of their own. This is not true magic, however. The types of spells that you humans have read of in books, in a way, is the closest to the magic that we have at our disposal.”
“Like with wands and stuff?” Miranda asked, raising her eyebrows.
I shook my head. “No. The misconception of wands being necessary for magic is a misconception, probably first generated by warlocks.”
“I see this is going to lead to another lecture,” I sighed. “There are several different types of magic users. The purest and most powerful are the Sivvas, and the least powerful are the Hâfléngs. In the middle there are mages, warlocks, and sorcerers. Warlocks must use a channeling item to focus their magic, such as a wand, though they usually prefer amulets or rings, something a little less noticeable. Mages control elemental magic only, and in order for them to properly control their magic, they must be in contact with something of their element. Wind mages are the most common for, with enough practice, they can draw energy from the very air they breathe. The second most common are earth mages, and then water mages. Fire mages are very rare and very dangerous, as their power is the hardest to control, and has the most dangerous effects if it were go supernova- in which case there would likely be no survivors.
“After mages are sorcerers. They have only the barest shred of power, and are usually only able to cast the most utilitarian form of magic. For any greater spells, they rely on clearly written spells, usually composed by warlocks. Sorcerers are generally relied on to detect, say, the weather. They are commonly found in small villages, where the townspeople come to them for healing and guidance.”
Miranda nodded. “You said… going supernova. What does that mean?”
“When an individual’s power goes supernova, they lose entire control of their magic, usually causing a massive explosion.”
She asks a lot of questions. A good quality.
“When an individual is attempting to cast some form of spell, it requires a tremendous amount of focus. If, at any time, the caster’s focus were to break, the magic would fly free and unrestrained. In small cases, such as minor spells, it would cause very little damage. However, if the caster were to be attempting something large, such as a magical attack or complex spell, they would have a high risk of going supernova.”
Miranda’s eyes were wide with shock. “I… alright. I understand.”
I smiled. “Good. Since you were raised with humans, I can’t expect you to be perfect. However, I do expect you to listen to everything I say. I also expect you not to be stupid when it comes to magic. Magic is never without a cost. It is dangerous, not a toy to play with. It can be terrible and destructive but also helpful. Magic is all about control and risk, and learning to walk the line between.”
Miranda nodded, her expression a combination of fear and awe. “Okay. If you say so.”
I leaned closer to her. “I won’t always be here to tell you what to do. The world of magic is hardly fair. You have to learn.”
She nodded, doing her best to remain calm. “Okay.”
I smiled, and stood, dusting my hands off. “I’m going relic hunting tomorrow. No, you cannot come with me, and you will be staying with my friend. She’s an elf. You’ll like her. She’ll be teaching you basic wilderness survival. Tracking, hunting, stuff like that. Don’t bring up magic with her. Surprise her.”
“It’ll be fine. You’ll be better off here with her than coming with me. I’ll return in the evening.” I promised.
She nodded, but didn’t seem fully convinced.
“I have done this before, you know. Now let’s show you to the sleeping buildings.”
Again, Miranda followed me dutifully to the dorms where she would be staying. Her eyes flickered back and forth, as if trying to absorb everything at once.
At the moment there were sixteen trainees in the dorm- Miranda would be the 17th. I briefly spoke to the Sivva in charge- a seven year Sivva named Tamarin. When I was done explaining Miranda’s situation, Tamarin readily agreed to allow Miranda to stay in the the dorms with the other trainees.
“Come with me, sweetheart,” she said reassuringly, taking Miranda’s hand with a small grin. “Let’s go get you a room.”
Miranda smiled hesitantly back, and allowed herself to be led off.