02-16-2007, 07:30 AM
Astrianna nearly fainted from the overwhelming sense of impending doom. But she gathered herself, pushing her girly, emotional female mind aside and drawing out her cool, calculating wizardlyness.
A name. That's what she needed. A simple thing to most people, but a very powerful item to a wizard. There are 13 John Smiths in the city, for example, but each one pronounces his name differently from any other. So really, it wasn't just a name, but the specific pronounciations associated with that individual. If a wizard got a hold of your name, he could make you do anything.
Fortunately, only the name's owner can give it properly. No-one, except another wizard, can reproduce an individual's name perfectly. This is why Astrianna never, EVER gave her last name. She pushed the review aside and began casting her magic gaze over the dead woman. Necrodivination was an iffy branch of magic at the best of times, but she needed the dead woman's residual memory if she were to call the woman's spirit out of the Neverworld. After locating the corpse, she gave one of the leylines a gentle tug, pulling herself towards the body, smiling at the familiar feeling of weightlessness as the teleportation spell took over...
A name. That's what she needed. A simple thing to most people, but a very powerful item to a wizard. There are 13 John Smiths in the city, for example, but each one pronounces his name differently from any other. So really, it wasn't just a name, but the specific pronounciations associated with that individual. If a wizard got a hold of your name, he could make you do anything.
Fortunately, only the name's owner can give it properly. No-one, except another wizard, can reproduce an individual's name perfectly. This is why Astrianna never, EVER gave her last name. She pushed the review aside and began casting her magic gaze over the dead woman. Necrodivination was an iffy branch of magic at the best of times, but she needed the dead woman's residual memory if she were to call the woman's spirit out of the Neverworld. After locating the corpse, she gave one of the leylines a gentle tug, pulling herself towards the body, smiling at the familiar feeling of weightlessness as the teleportation spell took over...
