A new day

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An undead citadel created before the cataclysm, Sahova is devoted to all kinds of magical research. The living may visit the island, if they are willing to obey its rules. [Lore]

A new day

Postby Vick on November 15th, 2012, 4:17 am

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Summer 10 421

Vick was taken away from his work as he was called upon to help with magecrafting. This was not the first time he doing magecraft for he had done it awhile ago. A rather large order came in the island and since Vick was nearby he was called to help. While he could have turned it down he knew it was not wise to do so.

He was hoping he would get some of the profit for the project but he that was not the point as he slowly drew the sigils along the work area. The sigils had to be done very carefully and since Vick still was far from being a expert in the field he had to take a lot more time. He made three rows of sigils, on the outside he had his normal boxes with V’s inside them. On the center he had the Nader-Canoch which meant stable. Really it was his hopes to keep the wild magic more stable when he was going to work on the project.

Yet once he was done with writing the sigils he just washed them away with water and a cloth before redoing it once more. Again and again he just kept having to re do the work since he kept seeing it as not good enough.

It was not until one of the older Nuits came by and did his sigils for him that Vick could start his work. He was in one of the open labs but since he was doing this for someone else he had a few older nuits more skilled inthe art of magecrafting and sigil making. It was so they could get more done in shorter time or at least that was what Vick was told. This still felt like a test to him on some level as he started work.

Work that would last for awhile. The project or at least his project was to magecraft arrows so they could use magic. The first arrow was placed on the pedestal and the lenses around the pedestal were moved in place to watch it. They could see the aura better than Vick could so he could keep track of the djed from the item. He had made mistakes more and did not keep a close enough eye on his work but he learned his lesson that day as he took a small hammer and stuck the arrow. Starting the long work that he had to focus on.

Each arrow would take five days to perform. He could only open the djed pathways to use low level magic but that would be enough from what he was told. Another mage would come by after some point and fuse his or her magic with the arrow before it was done. He had to do this with ten arrows; it would seem this project was taken by a rather rich person that wanted arrows to do different effects from opening voids upon hitting the target to blowing them up with fire.

Vick was rather shock really for the price for just ten arrows was going to cost around 30,000 gold and this was just Vicks job. He did not know anything else or who the buyer was but he was set to work without question.

The hammer fell upon the arrow over and over again as Vicks own djed flared to life around his eyes as he saw the djed itself. He saw with each hit of the hammer that the pathways along the arrow were shifting ever so much. He kept going back and forth from his own djed to looking in the lense to keep a close eye on the work non stop as he kept hitting away with the arrow.
It was going to take five days of hard work trying to turn this arrow into a magical arrow of death. Hammer strike after strike fell upon the middle of the arrow as he kept his unblinking eyes upon his work. It had been so long since he first started working in the island but he had kept focus on task and not letting his mind wander around like it use to.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. The hammer just kept striking the arrow now moving along the bottom side of it. It had just been a few Bells but Vick had kept calling forth his djed to see the item and uses the tools around him to double check his work. A few nuits came around and checked up as well like they did with the room.

No talking was done just the sounds of hammers hitting objects were in the room. This was how the island was normally. Just the sounds of tools filling the air without any talking. It was life in the island and Vick knew this very well. He normally stayed by himself alone in his own private lab but it was nothing new when he was forced to work alongside others. It had been a while really due to his rank he was able to be alone with his thoughts. Yet soon he might have had a student or two under his wing or at least he was hoping that.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. More hammer sounds along the arrow as he kept his eyes on the work. With each new strike he saw the pathways move more and more. He was going to have to let it rest for awhile before working on it more. While Nuits could work forever this magic could not. If he kept at it the djed pathways could become a danger and blow up more or less so with that after a full days work he placed the hammer down and left to his lab.

He had worked roughly ten bells on the hammer and arrow and he was not done by a long shot. This world magic, Magecrafting, was boring to him but he knew what could be done with it. So many powerful artifacts could be made out of the branch. While Vick could make Artifacts out of bones magecraft made things so much more even if it took more funding to do so. It was the peak of artifacts if you had the money to spend.

He just took a seat in his lab and closed his eyes for once. He had to go to the office and fill out a few requests. He knew this but he was happy to be back in his own office where his word was law. At least to a point but with a mental shrug he stood and went to the office. Another quiet trip and soon he was filling out two forms.

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| Request: Bones, human - Skilled in Philtering. Blood would be a bonus.
| Request: Student(s). Would like to have a apprentice.
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It was a simple request but the human bones would be very nice for a new project. To try to harness the power of someone skilled in that field so he could use it for himself or others to get a more understanding of the field even if not trained. The apprentice would just be a nice bonus so he could get more work done or at least get better people skills.

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A new day

Postby Mirage on November 15th, 2012, 2:43 pm

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This is a brief intermission. Please continue posting as normal after my post.

Requests :
The bones were filed and sent to Vick within a fortnight. They were from an aged man, thus slightly brittle making them more difficult to work with. The cause of death was simply a disease that the man's body simply could not fight off any longer. A single vial of blood was also provided, with a note that it might still contain the infection.

The request for an apprentice was accepted, and Vick would receive a letter back informing him that none were available currently. He would instead be put on the list and informed when the first available apprentice had arrived.

OOCTo get the apprentice please follow rule #9 in the Sahova Guidelines thread and PM the mini-write up to me for approval. He/she can then be earned in your next solo.


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A new day

Postby Vick on November 17th, 2012, 4:07 am

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It was another day of work. Vick had a rather eventful night to say the least. He had got a good deal of work done in a matter of bells and now he had to focus his time back onto working on the arrow project.

Thud. Thud. Thud. The hammer fell upon the arrow as Vick moved back and forth from his own djed to lense to look at the djed in the arrow. The day of work beforehand was already showing and in no time it would be ready for magic and then done at last. Yet this was just the first arrow and he had nine more to go afterwards. Granted he was learning a lot about magecrafting it was still taxing on him. Yet maybe this would help him understand more and maybe one day give him the skills needed to make his own magecraft tools.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Slow work. Slower than what he was use to with bones but if given the chance he would always pick bones over anything due to his trade. Thud. Thud. Thud. Vick kept his mind on his work as he kept an eye on the djed pathways of the item. If he rushed it than it would blow up and this was something he did not want to be kicked off of. He still had hope that he could earn something out of his project besides learning experience for magecrafting.

Last night he felt rushed and he knew that feeling would not go away until he had say over his own actions of the day and night but that would not happen until he was done with this project. No talking was done near him but just the sounds of hammers hitting objects. It was loud and louder to Vick since he was not use to this. He was use to his lone lab with his thoughts and ideas.

This was new to him on so many levels but rank did not matter right now. This was a rare time where everyone worked together at least if you were not master rank or higher. If you were that than no matter what your rank did matter. Vick knew this as he kept a close eye on the work but he was not alone. Two older nuits passed by everyone often enough to check up on everyone and to keep focus on the goal.

Sahova really was not hurting for gold. Vick knew this but he did not know the full funds of the island. That was something only the council members or the archmage knew really. Vick still did hope one day he could reach that rank but for now he knew he had to work hard. Harder than everyone in the island.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Even if it meant having to master all the magic in the world. He would reach that goal. Thud. Thud. Thud. He would do it and more. He would taint his very soul to become ruler of the island if need be.

Magecrafting took a lot out of him but he would hope it would improve and take less out of him. In his research when he first came to the island he learned a lot of great things on past Magecrafters. It would seem however nowadays few could earn a name for themselves due to lack of large funding.
Funding was everything with magecrafting but for different means. Vick was not touching that subject as he kept his eyes on his work. He was almost done for the day as he kept hitting the arrow with the hammer forcing the djed to alter itself. Hard work one could say but you would not be able to tell with a naked eye. It felt like the hammer took your own djed as a action but he knew that was not true. Or was it?

At last the group was told to take a break and return in eight bells. Tomorrow they would have a mage come by and infuse the arrows than just a bit more before this batch was done. Vick just kept his mouth shut and left with the rest. No one blew anything up and they were a day closer to freedom.

He felt happy but he was going to have to spend a bit more working on his own set of skills before he could do anymore with his field. The set of bones fresh in his mind and he wanted to do the best for them.

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