A Mad Woman's Notes

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sooo...whats that group you're tailing? can you tell us about them?

They have a small handful of names, though I have come to know them as the Crimson Cult. Spoken of in hushed tones in fear of invoking them, common knowledge of them is scarce. However, I know more than most. They pray to great, outer things, seeking the sort of answers that typically drive men mad. They can most often be found around monoliths of their own construction, serving as anchors in this realm and centers of zealous fervor. Their method of travel consists of portals that, while I believe there is an official name to, I have long since forgotten and given the title of Blinks. Should any of these anchors be seen in your plane, avoid it at all costs. They are driveling madmen who would flay you and present what they find to their fell masters if it meant getting their way.

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soooo out of curiosity, you mentioned little ones before, do you have kids?

In a sense, yes. I have a small...I suppose horde? Lounge? Flock? Whatever the collective term would be for a group of dragons. I am currently caring for four of them, each a different color. I consider them more like children than pets as they've proven to be roughly as intelligent as human young. They are, from eldest to youngest, Peridot, Pyrope, Amber and Ash. The latter two are twins.

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An Update: Where I've Been.

Hello. It has been some months since I was last able to contact the planes/dimensions/timelines my device reaches into, and for that I am sorry. It was damaged during an experiment, and I spent some considerable resources reconstructing and reinforcing it so such a freak accident never occurs again. Much of my time has been spent tailing a group I am all too familiar with, and who I hope the ones reading this are not. They once hunted me, so I thought it only right to return the favor now that they seem to have lost my scent. Or at least interest in my goings on. I and the little ones have been well, though Pyrope did injure herself by flying into a tree the other day. I recently finished repairing my Essentia pipes. That damned Potentia leak was starting to make my head hurt.

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have you encountered the black hole nodes

If you mean the Hungry Aura Nodes, then yes, I have encountered a handful. I once attempted to harness their capability to break down the vis of living beings into more basal components, but I found it more trouble than it was worth. Not to mention it ate one of my prototype Caster Gauntlets.

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Please disregard the previous post. One of the little ones got a hold of my communications device.

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*credit card commercial voice* what's in your wand?

I have long since forgone the use of a wand. I typically stick more so to my Caster's Gauntlet. As for the construction, it is a basic leather gauntlet fitted with a quartz Vis resonator and reinforced with iron for protection and stability. A simple device, but an indispensable one.

I have been meaning to readjust the resonator and Focus coupling, thank you for reminding me.

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what are your thoughts on the tainted lands? do you think there's anything useful to be found there, or are they just a parasite-filled wasteland?

There is knowledge to be found everywhere, you only need knowledge of where to look and the willingness to go there. The Tainted Lands serve as an omen of caution, yes, but also allow one a glimpse into the effect of raw, unfiltered Essentia on natural environments. They offer many answers to questions regarding Taint, Flux, and their properties. They should, though, be treated with *extreme* caution. There is a reason I only have one eye.

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how do you feel about worms

...The secrets of a thought dead magical art at your call, and this is what you ask? I find them unremarkable. They serve poorly as test subjects.

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Hello.

My name is Madelyn Abbott. The device I am contacting you through is experimental, so this will be brief. I study the art of Thaumaturgy, and seek to share my findings. Consider this an invitation to ask what you will about my work.