The founder of Procrastinamancy was a man called Frederick Johnson. A normal guy who grew up in a place without Mathom, Fred had one "flaw." It was procrastination. Fred took the art of Procrastination and turned into magic.
The Achturardackians were pioneers of sigil based magic, and their techniques for building glyphs, sigils and seals remain the foundation of magic inscription.
A special method of fortune telling (100 word submission for the Ye Olde Archaic Word Challenge)
Babies-In-The-Eyes: The miniature reflection of himself which a person sees in the pupil of another's eye on looking closely into it.
More than just ink and dedication, these tats pack some serious power.
Casting spells is a difficult, oftentimes dangerous task. Power can be attained in spades by those so inclined, but controlling it once unleashed is something else entirely. There are a number of different ways that the form of the spell, the spell matrix, can be encoded, each with their own advantages and disadvantages.
More cantrips for a wizard who likes options
The magic of Cannibalism or Asuramancy is the weird sister of Necromancy and a distant cousin to Alchemy, although Alchemy denies it.
Many begin to path to master the seven-fold flame, but with one exception, no one has ever mastered all seven faces of fire.
the word Phthano- translates to ‘prevent’ and is the root of one of the most common enchantments in the wizarding world.
"Don’t worry, I’ve fought necromancers before! Wait, what the…"
"RUN! HE’S DANCING THE MAMBO!"
-The last thoughts of an adventurer who crossed a Spelldancer.
What the… since when could it do THAT?
A greater examination of the Magician’s best friend, his familiar.
A methodology for the magic behind the magic weapon.
Not all magic is pretty, or fair. Some is cold and exploitive. This is that kind of magic.
"So you want to be a wizard, eh? Well, then, this week we have a special on the Rite of Greater Induction that IÃ‚Â´m sure you will be MOST interested in. Step right into my office and let me tell you more….."
Vampires have strange powers indeed.
To the winds with memorizing spells and counting mana points.
Dire Ape, I choose you!!!
It seemed like a great place to camp. The clearing was good sized and sheltered from the wind. The brook just a few feet away. There is a natural hallow to keep the horses.
Then the night came.
It was like it became a different place. The temperature dropped. The wind, which does not seem to disturb cloth, almost cuts through you like an arctic wind. No one can sleep, as the soft ground has turned hard. The horses are uneasy. The Bats are flying over and stopping in the trees.
And then there is the eyes. There are glowing eyes just inside the tree line watching your group. The mages and clerics can detect nothing, but there is still something there.
(yet there is nothing at all... The Darkness will do nothing unless the players do something to it. And even then it will all seem to be a conincidence.)
Of course, in the morning, it all becomes sweet and light.