Vex’s tired steps carried her past burial ship after ship, each one fitted with resplendent carvings and intricate figureheads - the first and the second one depicting imposing men dressed in fine armor and decked with regalia, carrying scrolls that represented the Charter. The third ship she passed was unfinished, and its figurehead was different too. It was a perfectly lifelike carving of a young man - a naked young man, and Vex found herself blushing as her eyes flitted up and down his body, before settling on his face. He was tall and lean, with broad shoulders and well-defined arms, indicating that he used to work with his hands. Short hair curled around a handsome, angular face formed in a complex expression of surprise, anger, and fear.
Much too lifelike, Vex thought and carefully stepped closer, drawing her sword. Now, she could even make out callouses on his fingers and small scars, single eyelashes and the faint impression of the baptismal Charter mark. This was with absolute certainty not the work of a woodcarver but a result of Free Magic.
Vex closed her eyes and focused on her other senses, detecting the faint residue of a spell and a soul, trapped between life and death. She wouldn’t have to go far to bring it back, not farther than the first Gate. But who was he, and why had he been trapped? Could she risk finding out in her injured state?
With a soft sigh, Vex turned around and went to look for Keyleth who she had seen skipping off towards the small stream running through the damn sinkhole. She found the cat, dozing with dream-twitching paws in a small patch of yellow flowers. Catbalm. No answer would come from her for a while.
I’ve been working on a comic based on a book prologue in my spare time. I took a few artistic liberties and it’ll only be short but it’s loads of fun to work on. Me being me I also decided to start at the end and work backwards.
Finishing up the backs on the hoops I already have. I really like this fabric for my Sabriel stitches. It’s what I imagine the Old Kingdom night sky to look like: stars that look impossibly close and Charter marks floating through the air.
So these are the Charter Marks I was working on the other day. There are 27 of them in the first picture and the bottom picture is my initial attempt at conceptualising how they work together (e.g. to form a Charter skin to cover something). It is a protective sigil (unactivated) of some sort but I can’t actually remember the details.
I wonder if it would work if a necromancer—possibly one who wished to be/help the Abhorsen but wasn’t of the blood and had no chance of ever being Abhorsen-In-Training—got Charter Mark tattoos on their fingers and hands and wrists to counteract/contain/balance the Free Magic of their bells (or pipes) better?
Or if it would only delay the enevitable corrosion from Free Magic? Would it help them actually bind Dead better as the Abhorsen does? Would it actually work?