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First. We promise everything and still can’t cope with finally bringing the chronology to mind. So we keep promising, but when we deliver, who knows. But we will definitely inform you about this.

Second. Zehar, since he had a free week at work today, received a special task: to conduct a small research on the topic of the magical formulas of the draghars. He took on it with pleasure, because the topic is really interesting, so expect a post one of these days.

Third. If there are no particularly interesting finds in the near future, then we will write another post about the Kharassukhumi writing. It's very good there, honestly.

And fourth, for a snack. Yesterday students came to us for practice. And our dear Berenice, as you may remember - door. So what, you say; and we would say so too, but this morning a funny incident happened in connection with this. One of the students thought it was a really good idea to touch Berry's beard. Without her permission.

I only had time to hear some kind of strangled sound, and then the guy flew straight into the mud. Because it rained the other day, yes.

What's the conclusion? Before you touch people (and others) by their beards, at least ask if they did judo as a child.

We're wrapping this up, so here's your rainy spring photo. Don't get lost!

Now let’s talk a little about the footnote in the new part of the “walking”. Why is she so important? To do this, first look at the original text.

ᚦᚢᚾ ᚼᚱᚬᛒᛅᚦᛅ ᛁᚴ

The last two words clearly read as hrópaða ek - “I shouted/exclaimed.” There are difficulties with the first one. The fact is that the younger fufark is a writing system that is very... ambiguous, to put it mildly. For example, she does not distinguish between single and double letters, so at first the translators generally decided that the word ᚦᚢᚾ (jun) - This þunn, "thin". It is clear that this made little sense.

After this, as you remember, all the manuscripts were taken for examination and returned with notes. And they, together with the words of Acherus, add up to the following picture.

jun /θun/ is a Dragar word that means “shield.” Not from their spoken language, which they used to communicate, but from the one they used for spells. Why did it happen that they had two languages... well, you don’t eat soup with a fork either, right?

It was generally accepted (at least until recently) that no one other than the Dragar were physically capable of casting spells the way they do - including using their language and their construction of magical formulas. And now... now there are a lot of questions that we, alas, cannot answer.

One of the heroes of this manuscript, as far as we can judge from previous finds, could have been acquainted with Areg, a semi-legendary draghar who, it was claimed, knew everything there was to know about magic. Could it be that it was he who put his hand?.. paw?.. well, in short.

In general, further reasoning will only confuse everything, and I’ve already burdened you enough. So keep a relaxing picture and see you later!

Every day we have some new things here now. For example, today our artist drew the main character Ar Thannan Rheine (“A Tale of Death”), Seangorakh. The tale itself can be found on our VK in the “our stories” section or on the website, in the “library”.

A little elongated vertically, because it will also be used on the cover.

And check out the artist on Twitter, he posts good news there:

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Long time no see, as they say.

We have nothing to say at once, and we have something, even a lot. Firstly, the manuscripts are finally being returned to us (due on Monday, in theory), so we can continue translating, hurray. But there is one hitch, and more about it.

Yesterday Acherus came to us again and talked for a long time about various things, including this one. It turns out that the examination was carried out because they found (sort of) references there to people who use Dragar magic. Neither he himself nor we can say anything for sure until we again receive the manuscripts with the necessary notes. And then we'll figure it out.

Secondly, we decided to ask Acherus in more detail about this very Dragar magic, which he did quite willingly. Much of the information can be found online with a little effort, but he further confirmed and clarified some of it.

1. Dragars use magic as naturally as breathing. This ability has no exceptions - or at least he is not aware of any.
2. Her main problem is control. Sporadic bursts of magic are possible even in adulthood, not to mention childhood, so the main responsibility of parents is to teach the child to cope with it.
3. The main way to control is to accustom yourself to create all sorts of magic using verbal formulas, and not intuitively and at random.
4. The structure of these verbal formulas, although artificial, very well specifies the action that the magician wants to perform, and nevertheless does not go too far with concretization. We won’t cite it, because it’s a lot and complicated.
5. Breathing fire is a lot of fun. Acherus can do this even in human form, which he demonstrated (with a little disregard for local rules, but we’ll skip that).

Something like this, in the end. Looks like we're back to normal!

In addition to the previous one, a post about those same invisible signs and the history of their invention.

In fact, simply luminous compounds were invented quite a long time ago; so much so that it is not possible to localize the date at all. And it is not surprising, of course, that people and others smeared things, animals, themselves with all these luminous things... the list, in short, can be continued.

The formula for the compounds was significantly improved by none other than Fodallain Goraetvi. The compounds he used,

• did not fade for tens and hundreds of years;
• could respond to a variety of triggers.

The trigger that interests us is the touch or proximity of the owner. The owner, accordingly, is the one whose genetic information is contained in the composition. It was extracted from skin or hair particles; how exactly - I do not know exactly, and I am not particularly eager to write articles. If it worked, then somehow it was done.

And, in fact, the resulting thing was applied to... anything. Fodallain introduced the fashion of marking weapons in this way, and this custom took root. So much so that people from all over the area subsequently approached the Glinnarians to have some blacksmith mark their weapons with some kind of sign.

The most famous example of this is the semi-legendary sword Joyeuse, which belonged to the Hessian dynasty of Lorraine. Right at the hilt, it has the hieroglyph for "joy", echoing the name of the sword (Hessian: joyous "joyful"). As you can see, more than a thousand years have passed, and the sign still stands. It has, however, been "activated" only a few times these days, so that nothing happens to it, which is why there are not many photos of this kind. This is the best quality one I could find.

Andrey seizes the initiative!

I could write a whole post about how grateful I am to Acherus, Zear, Berenice, and a bunch of other guys, but I'll refrain. They already know about it. I'd rather show you what I've finally started working on. Comrades, meet the partisan!

(or rather, so far only his blade from several angles and in different lighting options. But even that is good)

It, as funny as it may sound, was also sent for examination. But this time to the guys I know: we need to see if there are any invisible signs on the blade. Literally invisible: Glinar blacksmiths often applied signs to their products with certain compounds that began to glow when the product was in the hands of the owner/blacksmith himself. I may tell you about this in the next posts, but for now we wait.

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Hello everyone, and this is... Zear.

Didn't expect that, huh?

Actually, I was originally going to write this post for two reasons. First, to tell at least a little about my impressions of life among the crossed-out archaeologists. Second, Andrey had become a little downhearted and downhearted due to the mess with the manuscripts. So I was going to replace him.

It turned out to be the other way around. Dragar. Named Acherus. Came to visit us. This is probably nothing new to you, but I saw him for the first time, and so... you know, in short. He listened to what had happened, thought for just a minute, and categorically declared that we were all now taking our bathing suits and going to the sea.

Yes, we all had work. Yes, it's only seven degrees Celsius now. I understand this now, but back then no one even thought about it: we just got up at once, got ready and - went.

Driving through Hveitstad, we bought a couple of cases of beer. Then we turned slightly to the east to reach the most deserted part of the coast. And after that, the most complete miracles began.

Acherus heated the water near the shore to at least twenty-five degrees. And all this non-verbally - and this is, as far as I understand, top class even for a dragar. We collected a huge armful of firewood in the pine forest nearby and lit a fire right on the sand.

I don't think words can describe how good a time we had. But believe me: after everything that happened, it was like a breath of clean and fresh sea air. Especially for Andrey.

By the time the fire was cleared away and the water returned to normal temperature, we had all sobered up. I suspect that Acherus offered his hand in this too. And we headed home in a very calm and quiet silence.

Acherus said goodbye to us and said that he would visit again in a few days. We will wait for him - after all, we did not even think to thank him personally.

In the meantime, thank you very much, friend.