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===A Small Thread of Vloshitar===

It was a while ago... before the loss... in the early experiments of the Geomancer Gatekeeper, V'loshitar, the one who sent the three pretenders as his last act... but here...

He was still a fairly vigorous and young fifth sphere gatekeeper, still learning the ropes of not only being a teacher, but a dreamsmith as well.
Most here have not heard of V'loshtiar... many are too young. V'loshitar however tried a bit of an experiment... trying to be an eager dreamsmith novice, and went to try to make on his own a prime artifact. Many would say... a single gatekeeper... alone, making a prime? Some would claim he was doomed to fail.

And... perhaps he was... all I found were a few of his early notes on the first step... making a silver codex to be the container, or the final artifact... I know not.

I don't know what happened at the end of his experiments, but ended up being a most accomplished gatekeeper, some called him a gatekeeper wizard, casting the three pretenders adrift... At the cost of his remaining dreams.

From what I found he was first to hold a lost title... Geomancer.

A mystic of earth.

From his experiments... I tried to recreate what he did, many still lost to this day. I did manage to succeed in recreating his first step... The silver codex some of you saw me with...

Unfortunately... I've been a rather cranky gatekeeper as of late... meeting up with Tehthu and FIVE other Dark mares would do that to you. Also to the fact that I was tagged twice by he and his cronies. Don't believe what you hear... sixth sphere collapses HURT.


That... and en exchange of words between me and tux, him leaving in a huff, and me getting bent out of shape... I crushed the codex...

A mistake... which landed me into the wall of the fifth sphere hall, leaving a nice crack in it. The codex... exploded... and this is all that is left of it.

However... from what I have found... this experiment's intended result may have failed...

But the experiment itself... found something more... wondrous.

This... is no mere... grain of sand... but the start of a new project that may consume the rest of my dreams... and something... that I will likely never finish.

It is the first grain of sand, to what may become, a new plane in the dream. A first... accidental brush... with planesmithing.

Now... I don't intend to do this alone.

It's painful enough with others... suicidal to one's dreams singly... at least to one's mind...

But... I hope to find out more of V'loshitar's teachings... even though the tome is gone... I hope for that... and to bring the mysticism of the Geomancer back into the dream.

There is more to tell of him... but that is enough for one eve.

by Darion

[[Category:Bardic Tales]]