Sif woke to a pounding on her door. She opened her eyes, groggy, and flipped her blankets off to the side. It was cold. She swung her legs out of bed, stood, and felt the chill of the stone floor … Continue reading
Sif swallowed. That was bad news. Outwardly, though, she smiled. The elder magiker could have walked by without saying anything. Sif appreciated the effort to make her feel better, and she hadn’t missed Annike’s switch to the informal voice just … Continue reading
That was a question Sif didn’t quite know how to answer. She looked down and away to buy herself some time. The Shining Hand in the park had been magiker, that she was sure of. Her dream suggested there were … Continue reading
Which brought her back to history. The grand arc of the Norrman people began three hundred years earlier, when Halfdan King (at the time, just Halfdan, Sif recalled) freed them from the clutches of the ælfr. Though den Holm proper … Continue reading
Sif’s eyes snapped open. She sat bolt upright, heavy blankets flying off of her. Her breath came in frantic gulps as her eyes darted around the room. A simple bed, a chest at its foot, a slit window with a … Continue reading
Sif’s eyes snapped open. She still couldn’t see a thing. Ropes looped tight around her, biting into her arms and chest. She struggled experimentally. Nothing came of it. Her heart raced. What was happening? The last thing she could remember… … Continue reading
They returned to the Akademi der Luftsmagiker without further incident, though they jumped at every shadow. Or, at any rate, Einar and Lilja did. Sif wasn’t about to try to jump given the battering she’d taken. When they arrived, Einar … Continue reading
“I’ll live,” Sif replied, sitting straighter. Against her better judgment, she stood slowly. Lilja rushed to her side to help her up, bracing her as she swayed. “There’s Einar,” she said. Lilja half-turned. Einar strode up to them, wearing a … Continue reading
Sif thanked the Twelve that Leifsson had gotten around to teaching resonances. Magnus Trollkarl’s books made reference to the technique but gave few hints on employing it, and her own experimentation had been fruitless. Without it, she certainly couldn’t have … Continue reading
“Illusions,” said Lilja. “Interesting.” Sif nodded enthusiastically. “I can’t believe illusionism doesn’t have a guild of its own. You can do so much.” “It’s less about how useful it is,” Einar said, “and more about how bad it is for … Continue reading
