Order of the Mynd

Memory I

     During the madness, folks fought for their lives for an uncertain amount of time. As the madness diminished, those that survived discovered skills that they weren’t capable of performing before. I’m talkin’ bout manipulating the very air we breathe, among other things. Folks called it madjic, but I don’t believe in the sort. Those capable of this “air madjic” begin to refer to themselves as “the Mynd”.

     Now, the madness affected everything, those who overcame it with logic and reason were met with the challenge of crossing those without. Many of the Mynd attempted to mimic those affected as a means of survival, but hindsight doesn’t come easy. Success came to those who chose an alternative, finding ways to avoid them altogether. 

     Far as I know, most of the Mynd ended up disappearing, some say to another world if you believe that. Plenty of reason to believe they filled positions of importance and power due to their high intellect, cleverness, and whatnot, but I figure if you’re trying to hide, the first place you’d try is the last place folks’ll look. Most folks only focused on what’s in front of them, but seeing how they’re practiced in “air madjic”, well I’d look to the sky.

Of course, the Order of the Mynd isn’t what it once was. Once the woken found ways to create shelter from those afflicted, civilization began to creep in. Not all at once mind you, but gradually. Those originally referred to as the Mynd disconnected from the title and the order became an organization built on improving technology and finding clarity. Many folks mixed with other orders and formed new ones. Hell, some folks think there’s a group of ‘em dissecting folks for study. Say that they’re trying to find a cure for this madjic, all the while disguising themselves as ordinary woken.

I know better than to believe that though. I could care less about finding a cure.