Eternity RPG Chronicles: 24) The Arcane Lab of Memories Forgotten

This is the twenty-fourth Eternity RPG story of the famous 2nd campaign of Eternity RPG. This is the fourth-to-last short story of the Eternity RPG 2nd campaign sessions.

These fantasy short stories are based on the tabletop RPG game sessions we played of Eternity RPG back in 2010. They were originally written for the players of our Eternity RPG campaigns (who already had intimate knowledge of the story’s plots and characters), and may not make perfect sense when read as a series. They are, however, still fun fantasy short stories to read though! Please enjoy Eternity RPG Chronicles: 24) The Arcane Lab of Memories Forgotten.

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The Arcane Lab

“My corruption…our corruption. Mortals and gods have signed away the last rays of the falling sun by believing in might alone. Does might make right as Artemis believes in her attempt at revenge, a justification of her anguish? I think not.”

Man’s first face, the perfect but wild face of Elmran, now a memory showed his blue face and wild hair through the library’s magical stores in the granite dome. A residual image was all that remained. “But don’t be deceived, or come to believe that you have the answers to the world’s flaws. Does your own might make right? Does your right, your justice, hope, and peace cast through the forge of man’s might, his war base contend to be the right answer. Does your friend’s own blade, holy weapon as it is, make his work the path of the righteous?”

What questions are these? Surely might is the only answer—might must be used to correct the wrongs of the world. How would things change if we asked our enemies to just talk? Ranroth wouldn’t have changed…Artemis is incapable. Power can be controlled.

The Allegory Of Elmran’s Past

“Hey, what’s going on up there?” Palin shifted from foot to foot underneath the floating rocky island in the library’s dome. “Is there something up there, Thangoruin? I can’t see from down here.”

Palin’s voice seemed distant even from the small height of the island above him, and Thangoruin couldn’t quite comprehend what he was saying. He rested his hand across his burning forehead, splitting his fingers just a crack to throw a glance down at the half-demon he had known since childhood. The fool was jumping and throwing his arms up and down, shouting something incoherent.

“—and that is why you must be careful, Thangoruin. Consider my allegory.”

Lanias stepped on the leather boot the purple-robed mage. “Pay attention.”

“I was.” Thangoruin rolled his sight again, eyebrows raised towards the blue face of the eternal of time.

Capable Of Handling Power

Lanias turned his head to his friend’s hooded face and whispered, “Elmran corrupted into the Devourer through his power. That’s what he said.”

Thangoruin’s vision lost focus and he stumbled slightly as one of his knees gave way. “I heard.”

“Thangoruin, what do you think that makes you? And Palin, and Edigo?”

“What do you mean? I won’t make that mistake.” Thangoruin pulled back his shoulders and stood to his full height before the waiting god as Lanias took a few slight steps away, the footfalls of his white boots just audible over Palin’s hollow shouting. “I think we’re through now.”

“Thangoruin—” Elmran’s figure clouded and vaporized into sparkling blue dust.

“I was talking about what you are, not what you plan to do.” Lanias turned away from his friend and began the descent to the main floor. “Though to be honest, I’m sometimes doubtful of both.”

Might does make right. Everyone here should know that.

Artemis’ Ending

The hooded mage in purple slowly lowered each step at a time until he reached the base of the library’s grey floor, now flecked with blue around the room’s edges.

“I’ve been trying to call you two for the last couple minutes. Why didn’t you listen? Edigo’s down through this hole, the wind’s no longer too strong for us to follow. Are you ready to kill that bitch, Artemis?”  Palin unsheathed his golden brand with a metallic ring. “I know you are Thangoruin.”

Both the mage in purple and the sage, Lanias, stood transfixed by the blinding sheen of Palin’s sword. “Righteous Deathbringer”…How appropriate. “Lead the way.”