506AV, Spring 5 Training.... one of the most important parts of magic, is training. And so Clyde found himself outside of Syliras once more, to practice his skills and get better at his magic. He could not do it while inside the city, magic was frowned upon, and he could get in trouble if he did it. And so know he sat in the middle of no where, outside of the city. He had chose a nice secluded spot, with some trees off in the distance, and just dirt beneath him. Sitting with his legs crossed, he took out some ink and a quill. Dipping it, he then started to do some basic glyphs, and painstakingly drew a focus on each of the palms of his hands. This would assist him in gathering his res, made up of words in the ancient tongue such as concentration, focus, and attraction. Concentrating, he flowed some of his res out of his hands. A thin mist would slowly form, a bright silver color that seemed to reflect the light. This seemed to be what his res always looked like in magic, a silver so bright it was almost white. Breathing deeply, he moved his hands together, and pushed the res into one small globe of solid res. Making another move, he would ignite the outside, turning it into a small ball of flame hovering over his hands. The light from his flame would flicker, and he smiled at how easy this was know for him. Once this would have been difficult, but know, it took very little effort. Tossing it forward a bit, and igniting the core, he saw it bounce of the ground a few times before coming to a stop, and slowly burning itself out. A good warmup if nothing else. |