Line, Sage of Writings

Summary

A figure that stalks in the annals of the deepest histories, Line has been found again and again from the oldest cave-paintings, to as far as a mere century ago. In all accounts, she is heralded as a teacher, sage, or scholar, come to share knowledge and to learn of what others have to pass on. Quite a number of civilizations give credibility to her sharing revolutionary ideas, such as crop rotation, basic medicinal treatments, and the like. As time passes, the legends around Line transform, for one reason or another, with new deities and figures coming to stand in for her.   It isn't known where she came from, but as with much relating to the petrakin, such a mystery isn't unexpected. Those who have aspired to keep true to her thus bestow the title, 'Sage of Writings', and owe all written word and thoughts to her contributions. The petrakin species as a whole regard her as a parental figure that is a guide post in the great unknown of life. It is said being in her presence is like standing in the shadow of a mountain, and the beautiful inscriptions on her body are like a living sunset.   Ever more curiously, however, is a consistent thread a number of historians have pieced together. History, they attest, has beguiled many for its loving recounting of Line. It would seem that in more recent times, where record keeping has survived all the better, the mysterious Sage of Writings has a different purpose.   Though she gifts the many with wondrous things, she gives to a few dire knowledge and oppressive purpose. Though no coherent relation has been found, it is seen that many of these blessed few become terribly burdened by her visits. Whether sooner or later, Line visits again, extracting from them something desirable–or not.  

"... It is hard to be certain, but the evidence is nonetheless there. This mysterious sage is, by all appearances, looking for something very particular."   "Looking?"   "You suggest otherwise?"   "I do. Consider how she gives gifts that promote growth, be it of the soul or the society."   A brow furrowed, their eyes deep in thought. "You suggest she is trying to create something?"   "Or have others do so in her stead. Do not mistake me; many have benefited from her gifts. But, I more than anyone, know how easy it is to hide behind the boon of gifts."   "You would think she'd be, mmm, more concentrated in her efforts if that was the case."   "Or the task is too great to force so simply."   "Not everyone is like you, you know."   "Am I wrong? ... No?"   –A notable argument between two dragon academics at the decadal archaeology gathering. The findings were later entered into official record, but it remains a divisive point.