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Gurnam
Gurnam sat down at his desk, his excavation was a success, even more of one than he had hoped. He simply wanted to find some magical history, but ended up discovering a forgotten magic, nothing like that of the magic now commonly used throughout the continent.
He had acquired scrolls, an entire library of them. He was now practically, and literally, living in the library. He took note of and labelled each scroll in order to keep track of the several hundred discovered. One of these scrolls rested on the desk in front of him, a scroll he had been translating for the past few days, his findings were groundbreaking to put it simply.
He was reading into the "elemental magicks". A type of magic no longer known to the world. In his excitement at discovering this magic, he had written to a somewhat well-known sorcerer who was rather interested in his findings. Said sorcerer should be arriving any minute now.
He had acquired scrolls, an entire library of them. He was now practically, and literally, living in the library. He took note of and labelled each scroll in order to keep track of the several hundred discovered. One of these scrolls rested on the desk in front of him, a scroll he had been translating for the past few days, his findings were groundbreaking to put it simply.
He was reading into the "elemental magicks". A type of magic no longer known to the world. In his excitement at discovering this magic, he had written to a somewhat well-known sorcerer who was rather interested in his findings. Said sorcerer should be arriving any minute now.