"Not all knowledge is good knowledge, if you don't understand how to control it. Always remember the tale of Verti the vagabond!"
The most powerful beings in this world are most undoubtedly the gods, most notably the six gods of the Golden Pantheon
. But as many users of magics are aware, there is a way to ascend to godhood through deep understanding of the whole world, or entering the Somewhere
, a metaphysical plane of complete understanding. Of the mortal races, apart from the dragons, the Elves and Dwarves are perhaps most aware of this.
The dwarves tell their children the story of Verti the Vagabond, a dwarf in Ancient times, even before the Ruling of Coexistence, some time after the four people got divided. And Verti was a very gifted dwarf, who was quick to learn and eager to understand the world around him.
And so he wandered, across the lands, seeking gods, dragons and other powerful beings, learning and understaning as much as he could about the ways of magic. And whenever he returned to his people, his perception was widened and he taught his people the way of the magic, as far as they could follow him. And he was an inspiration to all in his wisdom and magical prowess.
Yet Verti, who soon had seen all the world could offer, began to explore further, see further into the fabrics of the world - and suddenly he understood. And he ascended to Godhood, to take a place along the other godly beings. So he became legend.
For the years after Verti ascended, the dwarves felt enlightend. They strifed to perfect their magic, their knowledge grew and their work was marvelous. And Verti came to them guiding them, all the while he still wandered, now the domains of the world, the depths of Somewhere.
The gods always had to each of them a domain. They chose one or a few fields and perfected their understanding and control over it, fitting to their personality. Verti sought advise from Maned, to keep wandering, exploring and learning. He was fascinated by the wastness of the sea so he took this domain as his own, he was amazed by the uniqeness and structure of ice, so he adapted this domain as well.
But his thirst for knowledge, his restlessnes for travel was not quenched. He came to think of worlds beyond their world. Everything to be imagined, everything that could have been. The domain of the Multiple Universes.
The other gods warned him, they taught him, how he could not understand or controll what was not of this world, as long as he was of this world. And they where correct, as Verti soon learned. He could not adapt the Domain of the Multiverses, since he himself was of this one world.
That's when he cut all his tethers to this world.
And disappeared in a scream, that echoed to all the seas, that splintered icebergs and caused enormous floods all over Skeigham.
Verti the Vagabound never returned.
But to this day, travelling dwarves tell the story of a dwarf they met on your journeys. He seemed all but mad, rambling about the many many worlds he had seen and the many many ways he had died on them. He told about how he drowned, how he froze, how he got stung by a jellyfish and pulled under water. The stories never were the same, and no dwarf could ever find him again.
For the past 2000 years, the tale of the mad vagabond keeps coming up. Everytime the dwarf swears to Maned to have seen him. Everytime the vagaond disappeared without a trace - often after having died drowning.
The Elves yearn for perfection in magic and to achieve Ascension. The Dwarves know better. They know not to mess with knowledge no mortal is deemed to have and to be content with perfecting what you already have.
Otherwise you will end up like Verti the Vagabond.