Mage of Doors and Music
Art by Sherlock
First Appearance: Heirs of Mâvarin, Chapter Six
Trivia: Before meeting Pol Ramet, Rutana was a Master at the College of Magic on Mâton. She left for political reasons.
“You would think we magicians would need good memories to work our
spells, but I’m afraid that many of us let our books and talismans
remember things for us instead. Well. I, at least, shall
try to remember your proper name from now on.”
(born Runa Strath) has just two major talents, but is extraordinarily
proficient in their use. As a music mage, she can play any instrument
and, in so doing, manipulate the emotions of her audience or reveal
hidden spells. As a portal mage, she can enchant any door so that it
connects with a distant location.
resident of Thâlemar, Mâvarin’s capital city, Rutana is the
ex-wife of Pol Ramet, retired Captain of the Thâlemar
Guard, and the mother of Li
Ramet and the young transformation mage Barselti. Rutana is in her early sixties, and in somewhat fragile health.
Otherworld Rutana is a Mâ-Na-Mâ operative. For health
reasons, however, she delegates most portal magic to her son and
Li went to the wooden door and knocked. “Come in, Li,” someone called. “We’re out back.” Li grinned and pushed the door open.
“She almost always does that,” he said. “I think she has a viewing charm on the front door.” He led Crel through the house—the main room was decorated with a lot of musical instruments plus one small tapestry of a blond-haired minstrel—and out a second door in the back.
The ocean lay before them.
closed her eyes. When she opened them, the ocean was still
there. On the beach in front of her, two women sat in low wooden
chairs. Just above them, flying low in a blue sky ribboned with high
white clouds, sea birds wheeled and cried, occasionally diving to pick
food from the sand or the sea.
The girl in the chair laughed. “Amazing, isn’t it?” she said. “Hello, Li. Who is your friend?”
“Hello, Your Highness. Princess, Mother, this is Crel Merden. She’s staying with us for a while. Crel, this is the Princess Cathma, and this is my mother, the mage Rutana.”
Crel was still overwhelmed by the unexpected ocean. “Good day, Your Highness, and my Lady.” she said. “Is this real?”
The girl in the chair laughed again, but not in a mean way. Rutana winked at Crel, and then laughed herself. “It’s real enough. We are a few miles south of Eplimar.”
“But that’s weeks away from Thâlemar!”
it is. I’m needed in Thâlemar, but I’ve always wanted a
home on the beach, so I arranged to have both. Li, please show
your guest where the beach clothes are.”
--from Heirs of Mâvarin, Chapter Six