>>6136359Taking a seat in the sand, you rummage through your belongings, retrieving the book that Cassius had given you back in Solis. “A Children’s Guide to Morfis (with Pictures!)” is etched on the front cover. Depicted on the front is a large city which you can only assume to be the capital, along with a bright and happy smiling sun shining over it. You couldn’t help but frown. While this book was likely below your reading level, it couldn’t hurt to give it a go over. Your knowledge regarding this land was still lacking, and the more you could fill that gap the better. Fortunately, the book seemed light enough.
You open to the first page to find what appears to be crudely drawn stick figures. There are three…people? You assume that they are people. Two of them carry spears in their hands as they huddle around a campfire looking sad.
>“What the fuck is this?” You mutter to yourself in disbelief. You read the text labeled above the picture to yourself.>Thousands of years ago, there was a group of people who struggled to survive in the desert. There was a lack of food. There was a lack of water. The harsh sun beat at them every day. Many people lived away from each other in tribes, and worshiped many strange evil spirits. The tribes fought each other and waged war. Life was brutal and sad.You turn to the next page. The scene remains the same, but this time, the author has drawn what appears to be a ship, floating above the others in the middle of the sky. At least you think it's a ship. The drawing is so shitty it's hard to tell. You refer to the text for guidance.
>One day, a giant ship appeared floating in the sky. The people of the desert stopped fighting, and gathered underneath the ship. They’d never seen anything like it before. It floated up in the sky for several days, and the people waited with hushed excitement to see what would happen! Then, finally, a man descended from the ship and appeared before the gathered masses. The Sorcerer King had arrived!>The people distrusted and feared the Sorcerer King. They tried to attack him, and claimed he was an evil spirit sent to destroy them. However, they couldn’t have been more wrong! The Sorcerer King came in peace. He used his magic to help the people he encountered. He created food and water for them to survive. He destroyed the desert spirits that tormented them. And he taught others how to use the very magics that he wielded. The Sorcerer King gave his all to the people, and it was not long before they accepted him as their leader.Turning to the next page, your brow furrows in confusion. The artstyle of the book had suddenly totally changed! A man whom you presumed to be this Sorcerer King was now depicted wielding magic at his fingertips. But this art was…what sort of children was this book for?
