(Ascolais, Land of) - [PLC]
"A man lives in the land of Ascolais, not far from your castle Miir."
"...Who is this Man?"
"...Prince Kandive the Golden."
Pg#7
(Blue Stone, Amulet of carved) - [ITM][SPL]
"... an Amulet of carved blue stone."
Pg#7
Kandive wears this amulet hidden below his singlet. When an enemy appears he takes it out to display on his chest, such is the potency of the charm. No matter what else, do not gaze on this amulet, either before or after you take it, on pain of most hideous consequence."
Pg#8
(Crystal)- [ITM][SPL]
"Extend your hand," said the voice. Turjan did so, and felt a hard object placed therein. "When your mission is accomplished, crush this crystal and at once you will find yourself in this room."
Pg#8
(Embelyon, Land of) - [PLC]
He found the next room to be circular and high-domed with the varying lights of Embelyon pouring down through sky-transparancies.
Pg#8
(Kain, City of) - [TWN]
"When you wake, you will be in the city Kaiin."
Pg#8
(Kandive the Golden, Prince) - [NPC]
"A man lives in the land of Ascolais..."
"...about his neck hangs an amulet of carved blue stone."
Pg#7
"Kandive wears this amulet hidden below his singlet. When an enemy appears he takes it out to display on his chest..."
Pg#8
(Miir, Castle) - [CSTL]
"...the land of Ascolais, not far from your Castle Miir."
Pg#7
(Pandelume) - [NPC]
"No one may gaze on Pandelume. It is the law."
Pg#7
Pandelume's voice was amused. "I. Too," he replied, "have vats where I old life into varied forms. This girl T'Sais I created, but I wrought carelessly, with a flaw in the synthesis."
Pg#8
(Pandelume's Manse) - [CSTL]
"Pandelume dwells beside the stream..."
...Soon he came to a long low manse of red stone backed by dark trees. As he approached the door swung open.
...So Turjan wonderingly entered the manse of Pandelume. He found himself in a tapestried chamber, bare of furnishing save a single settee. No one came to greet him. A closed door stood at the opposite wall...
Pg#7
"...In a moment open this door, enter, and move to the pattern pf runes on the floor."
Turjan performed as he was bid. He found the next room to be circular and high-domed with the varying lights of Embelyon pouring down through sky-transparancies.
Pg#8
(Pandelume's Vats) - [ITM][SPL]
"I too," he replied, "have vats where I mold life into varied forms."
Pg#8
(T'Sais) - [MON][NPC]
Pandelume's creation
"As I approached your dwelling, a woman of insane fury wished to kill me. This I would not permit and she departed in rage. Who is this woman and why is she thus?"
Pandelume's voice was amused. "I. Too," he replied, "have vats where I old life into varied forms. This girl T'Sais I created, but I wrought carelessly, with a flaw in the synthesis. So she climbed from the vat with a warp in her brain, in this manner: what we hold to be beautiful seems to her loathsome and ugly, and what we find ugly is to her intolerably vile, in a degree that you and I cannot understand. She finds the world a bitter place, peopled with shapes of direst malevolence."
Pg#8
(Turjan of Miir) - [NPC]
Name Mentioned
Pg#7
Name Mentioned
Pg#8
(Turjan's Vats) - [ITM]
"For some time I have been striving to create humanity in my vats. Yet always I fail, from ignorance of the agent that binds and orders the patterns. This master-matrix must be known to you; therefore I come to you for guidance."
Pg#7
CAS
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Vance's Dying Earth, Reference Notes - Pg#5-6
(After-World) - [PLC]
"Have I been brought high, low, into pre-existence or into the After-World?"
Pg#6
(Call of the Violent Cloud) - [SPL]
... uttered the Call of the Violent Cloud.
All was quiet; then came a whisper of movement swelling to the roar of great winds. A wisp of white appeared and waxed to a pillar of boiling black smoke. A voice deep and harsh issued from the turbulence.
"At your disturbing power is this instrument come; whence will you go?"
"Four directions, then one," said Turjan. "alive must I be brought to Embelyon."
The cloud whirled down; far up and away he was snatched, flung head over heels into incalculable distance. Four directions was he thrust, then one, and at least a great blow hurled hom from the cloud, sprawled him into Embelyon.
Pg#5
(Embelyon) The Land None Knows Where - [PLC]
He stood on the bank of a limpid pool. Blue flowers grew about his ankles and at his back reared a grove of tall blue-green trees, the leaves blurring on high into mist. Was Embelyon of Earth? The trees were earth-like, the flowers were of familiar form, the air was of the same texture... but there was an odd lack to this land and it was difficult to determine. Perhaps it came of the horizon's curious vagueness. perhaps from the blurring quality of the air, lucent and uncertain as water. Most strange, however, was the sky, a mesh of vast ripples and cross-ripples, and these refracted a thousand shafts of colored light, rays which in mid-air wove wondrous laces, rainbow nets, in all the jewel hues. So as Turjan watched, there swept over him beams of claret, topaz, rich violet, radiant green. He now perceived that the colors of the flowers and the trees were but fleeting functions of the sky, for now the flowers were of salmon tint, and the trees a dreaming purple. The flowers deepened to copper, then with a suffusion of crimson, warmed through maroon to scarlet, and the trees had become sea-blue.
Pg#5
He looked toward the horizon and thought to see a black curtain rising high into the murk, and this curtain encircled the land in all directions.
Pg#6
(Excellent Prismatic Spray) - [SPL]
...Spells of general application.
Pg#5
(Laccodel's Rune) - [SPL]
...fitted the amulet holding Laccodel's Rune to his wrist.
Pg#5
(Pandelume) - [NPC]
Name Mentioned
Pg#6
(Phandaal's Mantle of Stealth) - [SPL]
...Spells of general application.
Pg#5
(Sage) - [NPC]
These were volumes compiled by many wizards of the past and collected by the Sage...
Turjan found a musty portfolio, turned the heavy pages to the spell the sage had shown him, the Call of the Violent Cloud...
Pg#5
(Spell of the Slow Hour) - [SPL]
...Spells of general application.
Pg#5
(T'Sais) - [NPC][MON]
Pandelume's creation
The sound of galloping hooves approached. He turned to find a black horse lunging break-neck along the bank of the pool. The rider was a young woman with black hair streaming wildly. She wore loose white breeches to the knee and a yellow cape flapping in the wind. One hand clutched the reins, the other flourished a sword.
Turjan warily stepped aside for her moth was tight as if in anger, and her eyes glowed with a peculiar frenzy...
She fought with a crazy violence...
***
"Do as you please," the girl gasped. "Life and death are brothers."
"Why do you seek to harm me?" demanded Turjan. "I have given you no offense."
"You are evil, like all existence." Emotion ground the delicate fibers of her throat. "If power were mine, I would crush the universe to bloody gravel, and stamp it into the ultimate muck."
Pg#6
"Have I been brought high, low, into pre-existence or into the After-World?"
Pg#6
(Call of the Violent Cloud) - [SPL]
... uttered the Call of the Violent Cloud.
All was quiet; then came a whisper of movement swelling to the roar of great winds. A wisp of white appeared and waxed to a pillar of boiling black smoke. A voice deep and harsh issued from the turbulence.
"At your disturbing power is this instrument come; whence will you go?"
"Four directions, then one," said Turjan. "alive must I be brought to Embelyon."
The cloud whirled down; far up and away he was snatched, flung head over heels into incalculable distance. Four directions was he thrust, then one, and at least a great blow hurled hom from the cloud, sprawled him into Embelyon.
Pg#5
(Embelyon) The Land None Knows Where - [PLC]
He stood on the bank of a limpid pool. Blue flowers grew about his ankles and at his back reared a grove of tall blue-green trees, the leaves blurring on high into mist. Was Embelyon of Earth? The trees were earth-like, the flowers were of familiar form, the air was of the same texture... but there was an odd lack to this land and it was difficult to determine. Perhaps it came of the horizon's curious vagueness. perhaps from the blurring quality of the air, lucent and uncertain as water. Most strange, however, was the sky, a mesh of vast ripples and cross-ripples, and these refracted a thousand shafts of colored light, rays which in mid-air wove wondrous laces, rainbow nets, in all the jewel hues. So as Turjan watched, there swept over him beams of claret, topaz, rich violet, radiant green. He now perceived that the colors of the flowers and the trees were but fleeting functions of the sky, for now the flowers were of salmon tint, and the trees a dreaming purple. The flowers deepened to copper, then with a suffusion of crimson, warmed through maroon to scarlet, and the trees had become sea-blue.
Pg#5
He looked toward the horizon and thought to see a black curtain rising high into the murk, and this curtain encircled the land in all directions.
Pg#6
(Excellent Prismatic Spray) - [SPL]
...Spells of general application.
Pg#5
(Laccodel's Rune) - [SPL]
...fitted the amulet holding Laccodel's Rune to his wrist.
Pg#5
(Pandelume) - [NPC]
Name Mentioned
Pg#6
(Phandaal's Mantle of Stealth) - [SPL]
...Spells of general application.
Pg#5
(Sage) - [NPC]
These were volumes compiled by many wizards of the past and collected by the Sage...
Turjan found a musty portfolio, turned the heavy pages to the spell the sage had shown him, the Call of the Violent Cloud...
Pg#5
(Spell of the Slow Hour) - [SPL]
...Spells of general application.
Pg#5
(T'Sais) - [NPC][MON]
Pandelume's creation
The sound of galloping hooves approached. He turned to find a black horse lunging break-neck along the bank of the pool. The rider was a young woman with black hair streaming wildly. She wore loose white breeches to the knee and a yellow cape flapping in the wind. One hand clutched the reins, the other flourished a sword.
Turjan warily stepped aside for her moth was tight as if in anger, and her eyes glowed with a peculiar frenzy...
She fought with a crazy violence...
***
"Do as you please," the girl gasped. "Life and death are brothers."
"Why do you seek to harm me?" demanded Turjan. "I have given you no offense."
"You are evil, like all existence." Emotion ground the delicate fibers of her throat. "If power were mine, I would crush the universe to bloody gravel, and stamp it into the ultimate muck."
Pg#6
Friday, July 27, 2012
Vance's Dying Earth, Reference Notes - Pg#3-4
References Notes from Vance's Tales of The Dying Earth - Orb Omnibus Edition
(The Beautiful Female Body) - [MON]
...whose intestines trailed out into the nutrient solution like seeking fibrils...
Turjan's creation
Pg#4
(The Boneless Creature) [MON]
The pulsing surface of its brained exposed...
Turjan's creation
Pg#3
(Call to the Violent Cloud) - [SPL]
Pg#4
(The Creature in the Cage) - [MON]
(Turjan's creation)
It was a thing to arouse pity - a great head on a small spindly body with weak rheumy eyes and a flabby button of a nose. The mouth hung slackly wet, the skin glistened waxy pink...
Pg#3
(Derna) - [RVR]
River
Pg#3
(Embelyon, Land of) - [PLC]
Where Pandelume dwells
Pg#4
(The Inverted Inside-Out Creature) [MON]
Turjan's creation
Pg#4
(Miir) - [CSTL]
Turjan's Castle
Pg#3
(Pandelume) - [NPC]
"There is one called Pandelume, who knows all the spells, all the incantations, cantrips, runes and thaumaturgies that have ever wrenched and molded space..."
"He dwells in the land of Embelyon... but where this land lies, no one knows."
One may ask anything of Pandelume, and Pandelume will answer - provided that the seeker performs the service Pandelume requires, and Pandelume drives a hard bargain.
Pg#4
(Sage) - [NPC]
Pg#4
(Spells) - [SPL]
In ages gone a thousand spells were known to sorcery. Today a hundred spells remain to man's knowledge...
He stared down at the characters and they burned with an urgent power, pressing off the page as if frantic to leave the dark solitude of the book.
Turjan closed the book, forcing the spell back into oblivion.
Pg#4
(The Thing All Eyes) - [MON]
Turjan's creation
Pg#3
(Turjan of Miir) - [NPC]
Pg#3
Turjan's brain could know but four at a time... (spells)
...robed himself with a short blue cape, tucked a blade into his belt, fitted the amulet holding Laccodel's Rune to his wrist.
Pg#4
(Turjan's Spellbooks) - [SPL][ITM]
The tomes which held Turjan's sorcery lay on a long table of black steel or were thrust helter-skelter into shelves. There were volumes compiled by many wizards of the past, untidy folios collected by the Sage, leather-bound librams setting forth the syllables of a hundred powerful spells...
Pg#4
(Turjan's Study) [PLC]
Turjan... descended to his study, a long low hall with stone walls and a stone floor deadened by a thick russet rug. The tomes which held Turjan's sorcery lay on the long table of black steel or were thrust helter-skelter into shelves.
Pg#4
(The Beautiful Female Body) - [MON]
...whose intestines trailed out into the nutrient solution like seeking fibrils...
Turjan's creation
Pg#4
(The Boneless Creature) [MON]
The pulsing surface of its brained exposed...
Turjan's creation
Pg#3
(Call to the Violent Cloud) - [SPL]
Pg#4
(The Creature in the Cage) - [MON]
(Turjan's creation)
It was a thing to arouse pity - a great head on a small spindly body with weak rheumy eyes and a flabby button of a nose. The mouth hung slackly wet, the skin glistened waxy pink...
Pg#3
(Derna) - [RVR]
River
Pg#3
(Embelyon, Land of) - [PLC]
Where Pandelume dwells
Pg#4
(The Inverted Inside-Out Creature) [MON]
Turjan's creation
Pg#4
(Miir) - [CSTL]
Turjan's Castle
Pg#3
(Pandelume) - [NPC]
"There is one called Pandelume, who knows all the spells, all the incantations, cantrips, runes and thaumaturgies that have ever wrenched and molded space..."
"He dwells in the land of Embelyon... but where this land lies, no one knows."
One may ask anything of Pandelume, and Pandelume will answer - provided that the seeker performs the service Pandelume requires, and Pandelume drives a hard bargain.
Pg#4
(Sage) - [NPC]
Pg#4
(Spells) - [SPL]
In ages gone a thousand spells were known to sorcery. Today a hundred spells remain to man's knowledge...
He stared down at the characters and they burned with an urgent power, pressing off the page as if frantic to leave the dark solitude of the book.
Turjan closed the book, forcing the spell back into oblivion.
Pg#4
(The Thing All Eyes) - [MON]
Turjan's creation
Pg#3
(Turjan of Miir) - [NPC]
Pg#3
Turjan's brain could know but four at a time... (spells)
...robed himself with a short blue cape, tucked a blade into his belt, fitted the amulet holding Laccodel's Rune to his wrist.
Pg#4
(Turjan's Spellbooks) - [SPL][ITM]
The tomes which held Turjan's sorcery lay on a long table of black steel or were thrust helter-skelter into shelves. There were volumes compiled by many wizards of the past, untidy folios collected by the Sage, leather-bound librams setting forth the syllables of a hundred powerful spells...
Pg#4
(Turjan's Study) [PLC]
Turjan... descended to his study, a long low hall with stone walls and a stone floor deadened by a thick russet rug. The tomes which held Turjan's sorcery lay on the long table of black steel or were thrust helter-skelter into shelves.
Pg#4
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