I will have the mages begin construction of quarters for you then. Feel free to instruct them on the particulars. Magus dissapears, moving to the City of Dordrath. Well, you are a bastion of safety, so I think I'll help you increase in knowledge, so you may become a bastion of plenty and warrant an extension of my presence. He finds a craftsman, a mason having just finished his work for the day, and speaks a single word. Time. The mason would suddenly have a vision, images of various methods of keeping accurate time, ranging from sundials to clockwork. He would immediately begin construction of one of these, hopefully spurring further advances. He would know, however, the god who has given him this gift. Magus, God of Magic.
"I will have the mages begin construction of quarters for you then. Feel free to instruct them on the particulars." Magus dissapears, moving to the City of Dordrath. "Well, you are a bastion of safety, so I think I'll help you increase in knowledge, so you may become a bastion of plenty and warrant an extension of my presence." He finds a craftsman, a mason having just finished his work for the day, and speaks a single word. "Time". The mason would suddenly have a vision, images of various methods of keeping accurate time, ranging from sundials to clockwork. He would immediately begin construction of one of these, hopefully spurring further advances. He would know, however, the god who has given him this gift. Magus, God of Magic.