When Magiks Collide(Leto)

[Aron]

Winter 68 AV Aron woke up exited that day. He had came up with a great idea in his dreams. The Grasslands were dangerous and he had come up with a way to make them less dangerous. But he had to work fast if he wanted to be the one to claim the idea as his own. He wasnt even sure if it would work, but he had to give it a try. So he rolled out of bed and quickly dressed. He left his hair messy as he was in a hurry and didnt feel like taking the time. Every second counts, he thought to himself. He rushed out of the pavilion with his bow strapped to his back and quickly lept astride Dera his strider. Dera as usual sensed his emotions and wishes before he could say them himself and sprang forward at a gallop. With gentle nudges from his knee's he guided her to the Ruby clans section of Endrykas quickly. This was the important part, he had to find cheap arrows that he could test his plan on, but they also had to be sturdy enough that they would survive multiple impacts. So he quickly found a fletcher and bought a quiver of arrows for a Gold miza. He didnt like the price, thinking it to much for practice arrows however he didnt say anything. If his plan worked it would be worth it. So he led Dera to a quiet place where he could concetrate on the edge of the Pavilions and took a deep breath. He knew he was likely to be discovered and interupted out in public. However he didnt care, let everyone see what his dreams had wrought. Slowly he began to control his breathing. In, Out. In, Out. over and over till he was in control of his djed. Slowly he began moving his hand over the tip of the arrow, slowly creating a Shield around the tip. His attention wavered for an instant and the shield disapeared before he could finish it. Muttering quietly he shook his head. This was going to be harder then he thought. Maybe he should find someone else who could help him.