A\N Very large dialogue at the bottom
The professor expected to see the banal color of the stone, the guy in front of him was not particularly memorable; outwardly, he did not feel any aura that could make the professor think about the guy's possible talent.
The Faculty of Swordsmen trained all types of warriors, both ranged and melee, of course, the faculty was not as big in importance as magic, since the birth rate of children with even a minimal talent for magic was and this was enough to enter any of the six academies.
The swordsmen, as the magicians called them, were devoid of any magic, they could not even feel her vibration unless it was a very large vibration. But unlike magicians who were like sitting ducks in close combat, swordsmen shone there, they could suppress any magician and any monster in close combat. Many mages have fallen because of their confidence in magic at close range.
Approaching the table, passing the stufon a medical pill, waiting until he leaves, the professor stared at the stone, the stone was red-black, and inside the stone small white dots were barely visible here and there. The professor closed his eyes in shock and opened them again, but the same stone appeared before him.
- Impossible, the stone has never shown such a reaction to talent before, I need to contact the dean of our faculty stufon Tray you will stay here and wait for my return, do you understand me? - The professor said quickly, heading towards the exit from the office, looking at the stufon, waiting for a nod from him, the professor went out and closed the door behind him.
Seeing the professor coming out, I could only sigh, the pain in my arm disappeared after taking the healing pill, looking around the office and the weapons on the walls, I could not glance at the stone, which also remained that color after I spilled my blood on it.
I knew that the check did not go as the professor expected, but I was curious what had thrown the professor off balance, whether it was my talent or maybe the stone had misrepresented my talent, I didn't know. Looking through the eyes of some weapons I recognized and others I saw for the first time.
After a couple of minutes, the door opened again, the professor came in, and the dean came in behind him, if the professor was a man whose name I didn't recognize, then the dean was a light elf wearing a dark blue baggy robe, like any light elf he had blue eyes and golden hair when he walked he felt elegance and strength if the aura of the dragon emanated from the professor, then the aura emanated from the dean is barely noticeable but even from this small part I got the feeling that I was under water and it threatened that I might drown.
The dean came to the table with his hand to his face, he began to mutter something, then taking out a vial, he poured water on the stone, after which the stone took on the same white color as it was before I spilled my blood on it.
- Stufon Tray, my name is Ama'Lane and I am the dean of the faculty take a knife and spill blood again on the stone if you have any questions I will try to answer them. Ama'Layne said in a calm, polite voice, handing me a knife.
I looked at the dean, then at the professor, taking the knife again in my hands, I went to the table where the stone was located, poked the tip of the knife into my hand, waited until the blood began to flow through my palm, returned the knife to the dean.
I squeezed my hand over the stone, I watched the blood fall again on the stone and how gradually it takes on a red-black color with white dots. I felt the looks on my back from the professor and the dean.
After waiting for the stone to take on the same color as it was before, I walked away, the professor again handed me the pill, after taking it, I felt my hand begin to heal the wound. Looking from the professor to the dean, I saw his lips move, but I couldn't hear anything.
- Stufon Tray you probably wonder what your talent is called and why the professor called me to confirm it. - He said the dean in it was felt interest examining me.
I nodded, there was no need to hide it, since I was really interested in what the dean would tell, Ama'Lane touched the ring on his finger and placed three chairs and with his hand invited me and the professor to sit down, when we sat down, the dean looked at me then back to the stone.
- Tell me what you know about the war of the five races, or as it is also called the exodus of the five races. - The dean asked in a calm voice, looking straight into my eyes, which is why I instinctively lowered them and thought.
The war of the five races was a very long time ago, so that only stories and legends remained about it, the teacher in the castle of course told me about it, but it was only a vague idea about it, since history is written by the winners, but it was not in this war.
- The war of the five races began due to events related to magic, everyone who could use it felt that it was becoming thinner and weaker over time, light elves, forest elves, dark elves, high elves united to study this phenomenon, people noticing that the once warring elves united also decided to create an alliance between orcs, dwarves and anuels.
Over time, people also began to notice the thinning of magic and they began to fear that the elves were to blame for this, the world between the two alliances was weak and any event could lead to war, which happened. In the war, the forest elves, high elves, anuels, orcs disappeared from the world, dwarves.
After the war, only light elves, dark elves, humans and a small offshoot of orcs from dwarves remained in the world, and an agreement was concluded between the remaining ones that none of the forces should hide information about magic or other information that threatens other races. - I finished telling, I felt that my throat was dry, I saw the elf slowly nodding at my words, looking somewhere into the distance.
Taking a deep breath, the dean looked at the stone again, then at me, and slowly began to speak.
- What you said is true, but at the same time it is not, before before the war of the five races, magic was more tangible. Everything that magicians are now studying is nothing more than the pinnacle of that magic that was before.
All races worshiped their gods, the light elves had a goddess who gave us the magic of healing, her name was Tein'Lu, the forest elves worshiped the god of hunting Mag'Shu, the dark elves worshiped the goddess of death and withering Sheng'Mo
The Anuel worshiped the wind god Lun'Gi, the orcs worshiped the fire god Fel'Mu, the dwarves worshiped the earth god Shin'Guo, and you people worshiped the chaos goddess Ges. And overnight, all the races stopped feeling the support of their god, this caused panic and, of course, the fear of each race was the elect who received power directly from the gods of each race, they were called differently, but the essence was the same.
These representatives of different races conspired among themselves during the war, and perhaps the gods themselves ordered them, we do not know. All the chosen ones activated an ancient spell allowing them to open doors to another world.
Other races were unaware of this and fought among each other, but one day the earth shook and the sky began to spew terrible lightning and then a portal opened in the middle of the sky. Wood elves, high elves, dwarves, anuels, orcs were lifted into the sky and they disappeared into this portal.
When the remaining races found out about the betrayal, a meeting was organized at which all the rulers were present and a blood pact was concluded. After the exodus of the five races, the Chosen Ones ceased to appear, and all the remaining races accepted that the gods had left this world and its inhabitants.
If the gods have turned away from us, then we will turn away from the elect and we have given them a new name - cursed swordsmen. - Ama`layn finished talking in his voice, longing and sorrow were felt, but in his eyes I could see anger.