Completed [Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Aoren combines Shielding with Glyphing to help him learn.

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[Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Postby Aoren on November 29th, 2013, 7:26 pm

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8th of Autumn, 513 AV
19th Bell

Heaving a sigh Aoren trudged into the interior of his apartment. It had been a long day. His tasks at the shop, Stormhold Salves had only increased as people prepared to stock up on medicines for the upcoming winter season. That was only to be expected. Everyone was ensuring that they were quite ready for the harsh cold that would follow. He carried with him his pack. It was filled with purchases from the Great Bazaar. Purchases he’d been needing to make for some time but had been putting off because he’d been busy.
Setting the pack on the surface of the solitary table in his apartment he opened the pack beginning to dutiful task of retrieving its contents. As he lay the day’s purchases out on the table a slight frown touched his features. He’d spent a fair amount of money on the items he was pulling out.

Thank goodness Xyna makes her home here in the city otherwise I’d have probably spent a lot more.” There wasn’t a doubt in Aoren’s mind that the proximity of the Commerce Goddess to the city had a direct influence on how fair the merchants priced their wares. He shook his head grumbling to himself. He still wasn’t happy about having spent so much money though. To the casual observer one would assume that Aoren was an aspiring artists with the utensils he was pulling out of his pack. He had no such aspirations though. These tools would be put to a less mundane purpose. At least to start with.

Let’s see, two detail brushes.” Aoren looked at the very fine tipped brushes with sweeping bristles he’d been told were for making miniscule details on paintings. “Check. Large brushes. Check. Medium brushes. Check. Charcoal. Check.” One by one he rattled off the mental list he’d made placing the items neatly about the surface of the table.

When his pack was emptied he set it at the foot of his bed next to the trunk containing his clothes and more personal belongings. Going back to the table Aoren wasted no time in picking up a smaller brush and the container of paint that he’d bought from the market. For a moment he simply stood there looking around his room searching for an object that struck a chord with him. His gaze passed over from item to item until finally he simply looked down at his arm.

“That will do, I suppose.” Going to his table he scoot the chair back ever so slightly then took a seat. He set the container of pain onto the table then opened it carefully. Being careful not to spill the container he poured just a little bit onto the surface of a wooden artist’s palette. He then closed the container setting it aside. Resting his forearm atop the surface with his palm facing the ceiling he took the small brush in his right hand then dipped it into the paint. With the utmost care he took a deep breath as he weighed what he was about to do then placed the paint soaked bristles upon his skin.


NoteDeduction made to ledger according to cost noted in the Price List.
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[Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Postby Aoren on November 29th, 2013, 7:27 pm

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He started small slowly drawing a circle at the center of his forearm. It couldn’t have been larger than a gold rimmed miza. He took his time drawing the line of the circle knowing that painting on the surface of his skin would prove to be a challenge. Once that small circle was finished he reinforced it with another line just barely around the diameter of the first. Aoren held the brush away from his forearm surveying the work he’d done thus far chewing on his bottom lip briefly before resolving to continue.

He wasn’t entirely satisfied with the shape of the circle. It seemed slightly off to him but that could have just been because he was painting on his skin instead of the flat surface of a parchment. Before closing the outer circle he extended the line to just barely an inch above the outer circle. He repeated the motion on the opposite side of the opening then went on to trace the outline of what appeared to be the upper half of a crescent moon. Once again he didn’t close the outline but continued to draw upward just before the length of his forearm touched his wrist painting the base of an incomplete circle.

Dipping the brush into his paint on the palette he exhaled heavily knowing that this would take a lot more time than he had initially anticipated. At the upper edge of the base of the quarter circle just near his wrist he drew an arcing line then proceeded to extend the drawing upward from the crescent moon opposite the side he’d just finished working on. Repeating the motions he furrowed his brow knowing that one of his lines was slightly crooked. There was little he could do about it though so he just pressed onward intent on finishing his project.

Carefully he traced a bold circle around his initial one stopping it at the neck of the lines leading up to the crescent moon. Between the initial circle and the bold outer one he drew eight thin lines in a seemingly random pattern. Dabbing his brush in more paint he drew six more circles. The first three were closer in proximity to the central circle while the other three were painted a little further out. Aoren took a deep breath rotating his wrist. It was beginning to cramp from all of his detailed and controlled drawing. He wasn’t entirely accustomed to spending so much time on such an intricate design. Shifting in his seat a little he got himself more comfortable sliding in closer to the table so he could sit up straighter. It wouldn’t do to slouch as that would just irritate his lower back.

Resuming his drawing he reinforced the lines of the three outer circles then proceeded to draw three more circles further out from those. The first he drew atop the arcing lines just near his wrist. The circle itself was drawn at the center of his wrist. He put a little more detail into the interior of this particular circle making two smaller ones creating a pattern reminiscent of an eye. Aoren then proceeded to draw a diagonal line as straight as he could manage down to one of the inner circles. He repeated the line on the opposite side. Sighing heavily he rotated his wrist once more then set his brush down lightly rising from the chair.
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[Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Postby Aoren on November 29th, 2013, 7:28 pm

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He couldn’t begin to guess how long he’d been sitting there just drawing away but if he had to make an estimate it must have been at least a whole bell. He blew on the paint that he’d just set in place helping it to dry doing his best not to cause the muscles in his forearm to move as that might cause cracking. He didn’t think it would but it was better to be safe than sorry. He walked around the small space of his apartment for a few minutes getting the restlessness out of his legs. When he was satisfied that his legs were adequately awake once again he returned to his seat picking up the small brush once more. With a deep intake of breath he set back to work.

Aoren completed two more circles roughly the same size at the outer most one with the eye pattern. He connected each one with lines creating a large triangle between the three. He then brought his brush down near one of the small inner circles drawing a diagonal line up to a corresponding one proceeding to connect all three of those circles with a triangle. Overall the pattern was coming together and revealing itself to be highly runic in nature. Once all of the lines and circles were in place he drew a much larger circle encompassing the entire pattern. He reinforced that much larger circle with a secondary one then set his brush down observing his handiwork.

It was a Glyph.

He’d probably taken a full two bells to draw it upon the surface of his forearm. It was one of the more complex ones that he knew about. A Glyph of Empowerment used simply to bolster the effects of his personal disciplines. It lacked the power to absorb magic, block it or any higher functions of a Glyph but it could make channeling the magic of his personal disciplines a tad bit easier to manage. Aoren touched the fingers of his right hand to the Glyph he’d drawn upon the underside of his left forearm. The paint did not smear. It did not crack when he flexed his forearm. He suspected that was because the pattern itself was of a magical nature. With a satisfied smile he brought up his right hand.

Alright, Aoren. Now on to the really hard stuff.” Taking a deep breath he sought the inner quiet he would need to accomplish the task he had in mind. Regulating his breathing he made himself stop fidgeting. He’d already been sitting still for over two hours so it was not the easiest thing to accomplish. The muscles in his lower back twitched from Aoren maintaining upright posture. His legs felt like dead weight. His wrist was cramped and he was altogether beginning to feel very cooped up. So he did the only thing he knew how to do when he was starting to feel agitated by lack of activity: he thought about soothing images of the Bronze Woods.

It was beautiful this time of year. The leaves had taken the golden-orange hue from which the wood took its name. He imagined the chill wind of autumn sweeping across the landscape and rustling his sandy blonde hair. Aoren felt the muscles in his shoulders lose some of their tension. He wasn’t so focused on the need to get up and move around.
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[Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Postby Aoren on November 29th, 2013, 7:30 pm

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That’s about as clear headed as I am going to get.” With a resigned sigh he opened his eyes reaching for his Djed. Little by little the threads of what he knew to be the foundations of his Shields began to stream from his fingers. With his left hand he wove the threads over his right. He could feel the magic coming just a tad easier than it normally would. He attributed that to the effectiveness of his Glyph.

Aoren knew that the Glyph itself was horribly imperfect but the basic outline was what captured and altered the flow of the magic he was currently using making it slightly easier. If he were a more experienced Glypher he would have been able to draw the Glyph flawlessly. The effects of the empowerment would have likely been even greater. Alas, he was not but he would get there one day.

Aoren wrapped the fingers of his left hand around his right index finger twisting the threads of his Shield around it tightly. There was no discomfort but he could already feel himself meeting resistance in terms of creating the Shield. Furrowing his brow he resolved to simply continue working. He added more Djed to the Shield spreading it across the back of his right hand. It wasn’t easy. It took a lot of coercing the threads to fall into place, tugging, spreading and pulling so that the edges of the Shield met and wove together as seamlessly as Aoren could make them.

Half of his hand was covered in a shimmering cerulean Shield. Already Aoren was beginning to feel the strain of wielding a magic he was so inexperienced with. He raked his teeth across his bottom lip concentrating as he rubbed at the threads of the Shield pushing them toward the uncovered spots of his hand. The task was made easier by the Glyph on the underside of his forearm but he could feel that empowerment fading as the magic of the Glyph was expended. He glanced at it.

The black paint was now a dull grey which served as the sign to let him know that the assistance his world magic offered him was almost gone. So Aoren smoothed out the edges of his Shield until finally the entirety of his hand was covered in the shimmering magic. Just as he wove together the last threads of his Shield the Glyph he’d spent hours drawing faded completely from the surface of his skin. Aoren turned his attention to his Shielded hand. The Shield wasn’t tasked with any specific purpose except to exist to block other Djed.
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[Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Postby Aoren on November 29th, 2013, 7:31 pm

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Aoren knew that it was imperfect. He could already see holes beginning to form in the Shield from where the threads of it were thinnest. He noted that some areas were more thickly woven than others but that didn’t displease him. Aoren was just happy he’d managed to get a Shield to cover his hand completely. He was making progress and it was highly evident to him.

As holes began to form in his Shield he added more Djed to those areas by willing the threads of it to wisp out of the fingers of his left hand. It was noticeably more difficult without the assistance of his Glyph but that didn’t bother him. He continued to cover and stitch together the holes that formed for a few more minutes before he was satisfied that he could at least get the basic idea of weaving a Shield of that size without stumbling so horribly over the magic.

He stopped feeding Djed to the Shield. His left arm felt heavy. The muscles in his forearm twitched and his shoulder ached something awful. He watched as more and more holes formed in the Shield over his right hand until it collapsed entirely. Once it had he rubbed at his wrists nodding in satisfaction.

Practice, Aoren. It really does make perfect.” He chuckled to himself standing up. It was late. He didn’t know how late but he knew it was time for him to get some sleep. Reaching down he tugged off his boots then pulled off his shirt making his way to his bed. He yawned rolling his shoulders as he stretched toward the ceiling before falling onto the surface of the bed with a content sigh. Closing his eyes Aoren let himself be ushered into the realms of sleep as easily as a newborn babe.

It had been a good day. He was many mizas poorer but he was that much richer. Aoren was confident that he would progress as toward being an adept Shielder by the end of the next season. He just needed to keep at it. It would take time but it would be time well worth the effort.
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[Aoren's Apartment] Foundations of Shielding Pt. IV

Postby Radiant on December 3rd, 2013, 7:08 pm

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Aoren :
Experience
Skill XP Earned
Observation +1 XP
Organization +1 XP
Drawing +2 XP
Glyphing +2 XP
Shielding +2 XP
Meditation +1 XP


Lores
Lore Earned
Glyphing: Drawing Runes
Glyphing: Smoothing The Flow Of Djed


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Notes :
Good job, Aoren! :D

I want to give you lores on shielding but the ones I would give are all in your CS already.


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