I mean, I know it works. I ask Pelor to grant me some degree of power, and if he trusts me with that power, he gives it to me and lets me know how to call it out when I need it. Sometimes I need it, sometimes I don't.
For Ryan it's a wee bit different. He learns how to tap into some arcane source of power and goes to it. It seems a wee bit more dangerous, less controlled, but it seems to work out alright.
But now we're here. Anything Ryan tries to cast sucks the life out of the area. Things die, turn to dust.
It makes you wonder.
It makes you wonder if every time a wizard casts a spell, the world dies a little. Of course, things are always being born, so for now, at least, it seems, it would be hard for them to suck all of the life out of anything. But I wonder if, perhaps, it would be good for them to consider each spell they cast a wee bit more carefully, just to be sure.
But if arcane magic takes it's power from life, where does mine come from? Pelor, obviously. But if arcane magic takes a little life each time, what does mine do?
It seems to me that, perhaps, each time I cast a spell, Pelor gives a whee bit of himself to help us out. He's a powerful god, so he's got a lot to give, but perhaps it doesn't last forever.
Perhaps that's what happened to the Old Gods. It's not that they faded from memory, it's just that they gave what they could, and when they could give no more they had to stop. At least until they could recover, and could give again.
It makes you think, doesn't it? Pelor isn't just watching, isn't even just helping us. He cares for his own enough that he's willing to give up pieces of himself to heal us.
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