The notebooks of Silas fit the character of the rest of his belongings. They were soft brown leather, like suede to the touch, with tough yellow pages built for the abuse of the quill and the rough scrawl of an excitable scholar. They did not bear his name, though most entries were dated, usually by one of two "alignment" calendars - F.C. (Faruin Cycle), or C.A. ("Common" Alignment), the year at the recording of the first entry of this particular notebook being 225 F.C. or 2009 C.A. He wrote most of the time in Norras, the language of magick in his homeland that Aberth had first taught to him years ago, but occasionally jotted a note in Common English where it proved more convenient to him.
His notes were primarily concerned with his work for House DeMuer and the Barony of Sainte-Ouen, especially in his research for ?cross-realms market strategies,? in which he identified connections to other realms, and their location, strength, and accessibility. From there other market analysts decided which realms were easiest to ship to and evaluated further strategies from there. Connections ranged from actual gate-anchored portals, to tunnels and roads, paths and alleyways that merged seamlessly into another world, to very specific little breaks in space-time, ?rifts? that seemed to favor lonely coasts and provided easy access for the House?s frigates.
The Board for DeMuer Exports had stressed to him the importance of these rifts both at sea and in space, as they were the best means for moving the largest quantities of coffee, spices, liquor, beer, soda, and whatever other resource the Board schemed to exploit as a luxury item ?abroad.? Dib Jaster Aurene, Jas to his friends, was a sly young Aurkindar who chaired the Board in Alain DeMuer?s absence from the meetings, and his absence was almost a sure thing at most meetings. He made his decisions after consulting Alain?s notes and always decided with the man?s interests in mind, and played the prejudice against him as a hard advantage ? as an Aurkindar he appeared orcish, with green skin, four fingers to each hand, squat pointy ears and numerous piercings, and two of his lower teeth were large enough to count as little tusks, often slipping over his upper lip when he smiled or when his expression tightened. Many people, and many elves especially, chose not to take him and his brethren very seriously based on their appearance, and Aurene loved to remain silent for the long opening stretches of his meetings, invite mockery, and lash out swiftly and coolly when it suited his needs.
He was a ruthless businessman, as wily as his kin, but he proved to be a kind and loyal friend to young Silas Greyshott.
That name, Greyshott, was not Silas? given name (he had been an orphan, adopted at a young age by the wizard Aberth to be trained), but had been adopted as he had found himself drawn into the House. He was young, still in his late teens, but carried himself as and clearly believed himself to be a grown adult with all the attached responsibilities. He was an able mage very skilled not only in cross-realms analysis but the manipulation of the Air element, especially when it came to electricity. He was one of the few blessed (or cursed) enough to be born as a node, an anchor for a ley line of lightning magick, and had already been ranked by his peers as a Greater Lightning Mage only a few weeks ago. Silas was on the ?fast track? to becoming a wizard, likely to attain the status before fifty, and possibly even before forty.
While his spoken word was often shy and broken except with great preparation and effort, the written word for him was far easier and allowed him to articulate his intelligent voice in a way not otherwise possible.
His notes were primarily concerned with his work for House DeMuer and the Barony of Sainte-Ouen, especially in his research for ?cross-realms market strategies,? in which he identified connections to other realms, and their location, strength, and accessibility. From there other market analysts decided which realms were easiest to ship to and evaluated further strategies from there. Connections ranged from actual gate-anchored portals, to tunnels and roads, paths and alleyways that merged seamlessly into another world, to very specific little breaks in space-time, ?rifts? that seemed to favor lonely coasts and provided easy access for the House?s frigates.
The Board for DeMuer Exports had stressed to him the importance of these rifts both at sea and in space, as they were the best means for moving the largest quantities of coffee, spices, liquor, beer, soda, and whatever other resource the Board schemed to exploit as a luxury item ?abroad.? Dib Jaster Aurene, Jas to his friends, was a sly young Aurkindar who chaired the Board in Alain DeMuer?s absence from the meetings, and his absence was almost a sure thing at most meetings. He made his decisions after consulting Alain?s notes and always decided with the man?s interests in mind, and played the prejudice against him as a hard advantage ? as an Aurkindar he appeared orcish, with green skin, four fingers to each hand, squat pointy ears and numerous piercings, and two of his lower teeth were large enough to count as little tusks, often slipping over his upper lip when he smiled or when his expression tightened. Many people, and many elves especially, chose not to take him and his brethren very seriously based on their appearance, and Aurene loved to remain silent for the long opening stretches of his meetings, invite mockery, and lash out swiftly and coolly when it suited his needs.
He was a ruthless businessman, as wily as his kin, but he proved to be a kind and loyal friend to young Silas Greyshott.
That name, Greyshott, was not Silas? given name (he had been an orphan, adopted at a young age by the wizard Aberth to be trained), but had been adopted as he had found himself drawn into the House. He was young, still in his late teens, but carried himself as and clearly believed himself to be a grown adult with all the attached responsibilities. He was an able mage very skilled not only in cross-realms analysis but the manipulation of the Air element, especially when it came to electricity. He was one of the few blessed (or cursed) enough to be born as a node, an anchor for a ley line of lightning magick, and had already been ranked by his peers as a Greater Lightning Mage only a few weeks ago. Silas was on the ?fast track? to becoming a wizard, likely to attain the status before fifty, and possibly even before forty.
While his spoken word was often shy and broken except with great preparation and effort, the written word for him was far easier and allowed him to articulate his intelligent voice in a way not otherwise possible.