Le GASP - Printable Version

Time was beginning to heal the wounds and fears of the past. The wall still stood in Polaris but nothing more had come from it. Whatever force had driven him to the madness of its creation during the magic competition was either dormant or patient.

Hopefully dormant.

In the meantime, Amras had gone back to his old habits, no longer staying stationary in one room but spending each day in a different area, each day working on a different aspect of his magical practice. out of consideration for Rift he still hadn't delved too deeply into the magic of disease, but that could be attempted at any point. He knew the theory and that was good enough, right? There was no harm in deepening his cursory understanding of the other elements first, right?

Thus having gotten a good bit of sun for sustenance the day before in his outing to Pisces Amras now sat under a tree surrounded by the mists of Cetus, eyes closed as he reached inwards once more to bring out one of the spells that had caused him so much grief. The magic in the air responded to his intent, gathering around as he took hold of it and sent it into the ground below to be shaped.

Don't be an evil talking wall of madness. Don't be an evil talking wall of madness.

After a couple seconds of shaping the energy manifested into being, bringing the sounds of rising gemsone and strangely... a loud crack to the gryphon's ears. When he opened his eyes a wide circular hematite pillar had appeared from the ground, perfectly intact and reflective with no sign of any cracks. What had caused the other noise then?

Pouch 1: Baubled talc rods x12	Pouch 2: Charcoal dust (50 in³)	Pouch 3: Dried Mothers Tear mushrooms (25 in³)	Pouch 4: Charcoal chunks x7 (medium)
Back bag: Empty

Take hold of the power within
"And shape the fabric of reality around you"
tags: @Gertrude
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The gryphon took a deep breath as he stood up from his spot, first upon four limbs and then with repositioning of his wings onto two. The platform before him looked mundane enough, and its shape more akin to what his magic tended to produce. While many earth magic users in the cave tended to create spikes his usage seemed to be a bit more prone to resulting in pillars of varying dimensions. Another anomaly in the manifestation of magic, something he would have to investigate in detail later.

Just as Amras was about to climb onto the platform a green speck flew across the reflection in the hematite and a voice called out from above. A voice that seemed not too happy about the scene below.

"Hello!" the bright blue creature called above, as though nothing were out of the ordinary. "I'm sorry if I accidentally invaded your territory. This place seemed out of the way enough to get some magic practice in"

Pouch 1: Baubled talc rods x12	Pouch 2: Charcoal dust (50 in³)	Pouch 3: Dried Mothers Tear mushrooms (25 in³)	Pouch 4: Charcoal chunks x7 (medium)
Back bag: Empty

Take hold of the power within
"And shape the fabric of reality around you"
tags: @Gertrude
notes: None