r/wizardposting • u/AtrioxCalamity Gaius the Glorious • 13d ago
Gaius in the Ce’Darian Wastes of Shadeholme Lorepost (open interaction)
Gaius descended upon the Ce’Darian wastes of Shadeholme just as a sandstorm was brewing. His instinct for sensing these things was impeccable, an almost sixth sense for natural disasters about to happen. As the storm swept across the wastes, Gaius flew in its midst. Soon it passed by a city at the center near an oasis. Gaius noted it but did not bother to descend. This place felt right. The terrain was appropriate and the valkyries of Shadeholme had invited him as former allies of his father. So a short ways from the center he descended to the earth.
The storm swept on without him, but as it cleared the area it revealed a new mountain towering into the air at the heart of the wastes. Six miles tall and ten in width. Gaius curled up tightly atop the peak, his ever present guards arrayed around him.
Gaius: “Tell me how he died.”
Hydrozeno: “Like a warrior.”
Gaius: “But how? Fighting what?”
Hugo: “He was fighting to bring the power of Gaia back to Earth. He also was giving an opportunity those who wished to travel to Earth’s Embrace but had been imprisoned for simply wanting that.”
Gaius: “So he was doing good like Azrek tells me to do.”
Wyn: “Good and evil did not apply to Lord Atriox. He bound himself to the world and forces of nature. He existed to embody its more destructive aspects of change. He would kill or destroy anything that he felt threatened the long term existence of Earth. He destroyed entire cities or nations if he felt that the need to cut back on the population was necessary. But he would do good as well later once he had the power of Gaia herself. He raised several continents and such. He also would aid friends when he felt like it was needed.”
Marshal: “He stormed several of the world’s most secure locations to save people he deemed friend. He was reliable in that sense. He also was honorable in that he would never torture his foes. He would give a simple death.”
Gaius: “But what about the plagues? Those seemed like they could be painful.”
Hydrozeno: “Oh they were. But the foes of Atriox were the ones who unleashed the initial plague to kill your father. He simply turned their own power back on them. Arguably more effectively than they ever did. When challenging a foe outiside his duties as Calamity he would often bind himself to such rules. He wouldn’t kill if his opponents if they held to the same standard. Likewise he didn’t turn the plagues loose until his foes infected him first.”
Gaius: “So why do people seem to not like my father? He seemed to have a lot of restraints on him to prevent to much destruction for someone who was a Calamity.”
Hugo: “Jealousy, greed, fear. Also the powers that be don’t like anyone they can’t control. They even bend the forces of nature to their whims, even if it is dangerous in the long run.”
Gaius: “But my father altered nature too.”
Wyn: “But he never altered the laws of nature. It is a fine distinction. He might trigger an earthquake but he would do so in a more natural way. He might cause a rock to crack or something similar and trigger it. He wouldn’t use anything that wouldn’t happen naturally. It handicapped him in a way.”
Gaius: “The planet will dry without him won’t it?”
Hugo: “Nost likely. He provided a balance to the artificial magics of the mages of the world. He was a… regulated destroyer.”
Gaius: “Did he enjoy it though?”
Hugo: “Yes. He blamed the other races for a number of things and relished the opportunity to pay them back at any opportunity.”
Gaius: “Should I follow his path?”
Hydrozeno: “Only if you choose. One thing that I always respected about him was he encouraged people to be who they wanted to be. He respected freedom in his own way. He rarely if ever imprisoned another. If you want to be your father’s heir in Calamity that will be your choice.”
Gaius: “Who killed him?”
the guards around Gaius remain silent.
Gaius: “You refuse to tell me what happened exactly.”
Hugo: “When you are older and your power better developed.”
Gaius: “Fine.”
With a sigh, the young dragon curls up tighter against the stone of the mountain peak for comfort and strength. The power of the mountainous form beneath him a steady comfort.
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u/the-butter_man Rin. Blind Illusionist Blessed by Luck 13d ago
/uw good read but genuine question;
JOW TF DID YOU GET DUDE TO FLOAT