You open the Fairies cage, and out it flies out, fluttering in front of you for a moment, its form burning bright, before it flies away. Later, upon returning to your room, you find a odd little item. A ring of purest white, inscribed with eldritch runes. Putting it on, you noted how...different you felt.
(Pick 1)
[ ] Fey Friend
[ ] A Fairybone Boon
[ ] Mystic Aid
Of course, as the years passed, you kept up to date on your studies, learning much. One of the things you studied was magic. This was driven by nightmares by what had occurred to your mother, and a desire to prevent it from happening to you.
Rolled 2D6+5. Result: 11 ≥ 10
While you did not learn how to wield it yourself, you learned the basic concepts and information behind magic.
Magic was the talent to manipulate otherworldly energies. A difficult discipline to learn, not because any complexity of the topic, but due to the fact that very, very few humans had access to internal magic, forcing most mages to find a alternate source of energies for spells. The most common source of energy was Wyrd-Stone, a azure gemlike material found deep in the earth that, in its raw form, twisted and mutated wildlife.
Magic was classified into three basic groupings. White Magic, which came from the gods themselves, which was divided into the Schools of Miraculous Magic, Holy Magic, and Blessings. Only those who had curried the favor of the gods could use these magics, though it didn't require particular devotion.
Grey Magic, which came from the material world. You had Land Mages, who utilized arcane nodes for energy, Wyrd-Stone Magi, who used Wyrdstone, and Beast Wizards, who bound their very souls to powerful animals and magic creatures.
Lastly, you had Black Magic, which...
You had been unable to find out much about. At all.
Gained 1 Rank in Magic Lore: Understand the basic principles of common magic types.
Will require Magic stat at 2, and Rank 3 in Magic Lore to begin learning magic
Of course, you also studied Theology, the history of the gods.
You learned that religion in Einsland was headed by the Church, a powerful ecclesiastical entity formed when the various religious organizations of the olden days merged into one entity to prevent more holy wars.
As a result of the merger, each and every Einslander worshiped at least five gods, with the Church Pantheon including an upward of twenty deities. Chief among these deities was Pheonix, God of Fire, Rebirth, and Rulership, considered the King of the Gods. Other notable deities included Nictus and Nocturn, twin gods of the dead, Borrus, God of War and...taverns...Nerquots, considered the god of farmers and common folk, and Judgement, god of Law, Revenge, and Knights.
Of course, were you to recount every god and goddess worshiped in Einsland, you would fail miserably, but then again, so would most people, barring clergyman.
Gained 1 Rank in Theology: Won't offend commoners with your ignorance
Lastly, you studied the history of Einsland.
Einsland was founded five hundred years ago, by King Henrik the Great, who formerly ran one of the small city states that inhabited the region. He systematically conquered and absorbed every single surrounding nation through a mix of diplomacy and martial might.
Afterwards, he formally established the Church, installing Gunther the Hermit as its leader. According to what you have learned, he did this to unify the various faiths and prevent more holy wars, which had been a semi-common occurance.
After King Henrik, there had been a unprecedented age of harmony and prosperity in Einsland. However, this ended not but a century ago, when the Dwarf Kings began raiding the continent, looting the land and taking its inhabitants as slaves to work in the deep mines. During the initial raiding, the various nations were in disarray, not expecting such treachery from former allies.
Only twenty odd years ago did the nations of Gemma unite and declare war upon the Dwarves. A war which was still ongoing.
You were walking in the woods, searching for the Fairy Circle. You had managed to escape your guard, leaving them behind at a nearby river.
Meanwhile, you were unsure of your location. You wouldn't say you were lost. Rather, you were exploring! Charting previously uncharted territory! Blazing a trail, as it were.
Of course, this line of thought stopped when you heard a howl. You froze for half a second, then you started running. Behind you, you heard snarls. Attempting to run faster, you wind up tripping over a branch, your face entering the dirt. Rolling over, you noticed the wolves not far behind you, snarling. Backing up, you began hyperventilating as they approached you.
Suddenly, one Wolf lunged, and you closed your eyes and waited for the bite.
After a few seconds, you opened your eyes, only to see the wolf skewered by a branch. Looking up, you noticed in the tree behind you a oddity.
"Begon, Wolfkin. This child be under mine protection." Said the tree, its bark shaped into a scowl, its long branches twisted into arms. The rest of the wolves proceeded to run away. Glancing at you, the Treeman talked.
"Be not afraid, Child of the Troll-Lord. I mean thee no harm." It said. "Er, um, hello? Thank you for helping me." You said, attempting to be polite.
"Yee need not to thank me, for I was repayin the help you gave to mine kin." It said. "Your...kin?" You asked, puzzled.
"Ay, long time ago ye freed a wisp from a lantern. Most humans woulda left the wee one to rot as they used him as a lamp." Spat the tree-fairy.
"Consider this repayment. O'course, I prolly woulda helped ya anyways, just to spite the wolves. Things been makin a messa my forrest. Oh, by the way, names Barkbiter." "Er, Revya." A thought occured to you. "Er, if you were going to help me anyways, this isn't exactly repayment, is it?"
The Treefey stared at you for a moment.
"Well, yer technically right, I suppose. On the other hand..." It moved its many limbs in a motion that seemed to be equivalent to a shrug.
"I ain't exactly in the position to be handing out gifts, bein made o wood and all." In the distance, you heard the approaching of your guards.
"Seems like yer watchers are on there way. Tell ye what, child, next time you stop by the forest, look me up, I'll chat with ye abit." With that, the tree went rigid, and its face dissapeared.
Suddenly, your guards appeared in the clearing. "Revya! Don't go running off like that! There are wolves in this forrest!" Said the captain of the guard. "I am well aware of the wolf infestation. Return me back home." You asked/demanded.
Meanwhile, your search for the troll village was...unsuccessful. To say the least. Apparently, if the trolls did not wish to be found, they were not found.
You sighed, and went back home. Better luck next time.
Later that year, something happened.
[ ] The Renegade
[ ] The Church
[ ] The Judge