the Points of Order
Leap high, and leap long, oh bearer of my majesty! Let us bring the Law of the Forest to the stone and the fence, and laugh as they crumble.
Elekoth's Grimoire
"You've opened it, so it is already too late for you. I would pity you, but the book has taken even that from me." - Scrawled across the first page, in... red.
Elekoth's Bane
A wand is just an outlet, a convenient point for magic to leave the body. And so there are many designs, all equally valid and equally efficient. They are more a matter of personal style than utility. However, style is a path fraught with its own dangers, as the dread necromancer Elekoth came to know.
Leap high, and leap long, oh bearer of my majesty! Let us bring the Law of the Forest to the stone and the fence, and laugh as they crumble.
"You've opened it, so it is already too late for you. I would pity you, but the book has taken even that from me." - Scrawled across the first page, in... red.
Elekoth's BaneA wand is just an outlet, a convenient point for magic to leave the body. And so there are many designs, all equally valid and equally efficient. They are more a matter of personal style than utility. However, style is a path fraught with its own dangers, as the dread necromancer Elekoth came to know.
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