StoryxxxIn the land of Terisiare, long after The Brother's War between Urza and Mishra, it was getting colder. The wind's carrying an unearthly chill as snow began to fall. It was considered difficult times in general, and even more so for mages. Mages had to be secretive, hiding their abilities, all away from the Church of Tal. It began with the Brother's War, the war that made any form of magic to be the coming of another cataclysm.
xxxLat-Nam, the City of Shadows, was a secret refuge for persecuted mages. Spreading far and wide for precious artifacts and remaining mages, hoping to preserve their way of life. They trained their mages, teaching them vital skills on control and discipline. Yet, another school of sorts was around, the Conclave of Mages, residing in Thorn. It was a far more wild school, mages never having specific training. Instead, they trained themselves, studying in there quarters, staying away from Mairsil. Mairsil the Pretender, as people knew him, but never called him. A few know of him taking over the Conclave by betraying his teacher, locking him in a watersilver cage beneath the citadel.
xxxThe true threat to mages has yet to come, making the church an enemy of both the City of Shadows and the Conclave. The church had a dark secret though, one that only the highest of ranks knew of. The very miracles they bring is magic in itself, the tools they use are artifice, going against their own teachings often without even realizing it. Skilled mages know of this secret, observing how it was done, but beginner mages would not notice the difference.