The Spellmonger Series: Book 01 - Spellmonger by Terry Mancour

Author:Terry Mancour [Mancour, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-01T06:00:00+00:00

Tyndal then began his spell. When I was convinced that there were sufficient signs to mislead any self-respecting gurvani shaman, I took a deep breath and started the major work.

I watched with magesight as the five towers crept closer, the catapults were towed into place, and thousands of goblins scurried across the field like ants in the dark. I began to form in my mind the glyph tera, the unbinding. It was the polar opposite of kere, the binding glyph that I'd used that morning on Tyndal's sword belt.

Glyphs and runes have no innate power of their own. They are symbolic representations, visual and mental metaphors of abstract concepts. True, their shape usually has some relation to the concept – tera looks kind of like two pieces of rope the moment they become untied, if you look at it right.

The concept is just that, unbinding, loosing. Used in conjunction with other glyphs it can be used to express quite a range of ideas. For example, tera, drawn below the runes for rock and head will help a spellmonger remove a rotten tooth from someone's head – although a barber's pliers help. Drawn above the runes for iron and secret and most unhexed locks will fall open as if you had used a key. It's a very useful basic cantrip.

What I was doing in this spell wasn't technically any more complicated than using it to unlace the bodice on an unsuspecting peasant lass (one of my favorite tricks at the Academy). I was simply boosting the power by orders of magnitude.

The glyph glowed in my magesight, safely hidden behind Garkesku's shield. I let power flow like life's blood from the irionite stones in my fists and directed it into the glyph, and soon it blazed like a righteous star. Still I poured power into it, far past my unaugmented limits, far past the point where any spell so simple had been powered before. I soon began to feel the residual power crackle the very air, making the hair on my scalp stand at attention. Hells, my very bones vibrated with the power.

With one tiny part of my mind that wasn't busy maintaining the glyph or directing power, I saw that the three apprentices had done their parts. The field ahead of me was scattered with tiny blue pinpoints, visible only to us. This was a control spell known to the Imperials as Urandra's Net. Every one of those thousand points was essentially the same as the blue flame that one of them had cast on the edge of the wall in front of us. Every one of those points reflected every other one, like a fisherman's net with mirrors at the juncture of each set of cords.

When I saw all was prepared, I waited for the moment of pavad, the Time of Timelessness. That's a more difficult concept to explain. Someday, if I ever understand it completely, maybe I'll try. What it boils down to is that at some point during

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