Few remember the true origins of Tyrellium Crystal, that modern magical miracle which powers all aspects of today's society. Complex runespells, Afterlife Intelligences, the very foundations of our way of life all owe their existence to a disgraced genius born before his time. It is a tale older than recorded history, of fear, war, hubris, and the quest for immortality.
Constructed of a crystallized form of magic-conducting metal, tyrellium crystal allows for the programming of complex Runework
spells. The Tyrellium Crystalization
process allows for both the conduction and insulation of magical energies, allowing the crystal to readily accept any spellwork which will fit into the selected crystal size.
Beginning rune mages will carefully draw their runes on a sheet of paper or parchment, then cast an imprinting spell to transfer those runes to the crystal. More experienced mages cast their runework directly into the crystal, a process which requires the mage to both speak and visualize the runes while casting. Expert rune mages will also envision the three dimensional layout of the runes within the crystal, casting spells where rune placement increases not only the efficiency of the spell but also often its strength.
The Forgotten Goldaming once sought the secrets of eternal life upon the mortal planes, Shattering a great many souls in his quest for immortality. And from the destruction he wrought he developed something truly marvelous, a crystallized metal capable of storing the very essence of magical intentions.
Tyrellium crystals form the framework of present day magical technology, able to store vast amounts of Runework
and thereby allowing for the efficient programming of complex spellwork. Certain configurations are even built for the comfortable housing of soulbound Afterlife Intelligences
, allowing them to effectively use their skills and abilities within whatever device holds the crystal. The release of the knowledge of Tyrellium Crystalization after The Great Enlightenment
is often credited among historical scholars as single handedly opening the door to Vazdimet's present age of space and technology.
His family was less than pleased with his genius. They could not see beyond the horrors he had committed, could not fathom the brilliance of his discovery. And so they sentenced both scientist and science to death, him to the death of flesh and memory, his work to the dusty vaults hiding knowledge they believed the world should never know.
Yet no secrets last forever. With the Great Enlightenment, the war against Goldaming censorship, the universe learned a great many forbidden secrets. But that is a tale for another day.