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A surreal cavern city inhabited by Symenestra where stones glow and streets are reams of silk. Cocoon like structures hang between stalactites and cascade over limestone flows in organic and eerie arabesques. Without a Symenestra willing to escort you, entrance is impossible.

An Old Witch (Poison)

Postby Sayani on January 16th, 2014, 3:57 pm

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Lephora really didn't like Naria, and Sayani couldn't blame the older woman. If her daughters were even worse than the gossiper hunter, than Sayani was glad she had never talked to any of them. She wasn't sure she would be able to put up with it.

"I expect it will take a while before I can even try morphing successfully." Sayani answered, with a smirk. She was a patient and perfectionist person. If it would take time, but that meant she would be able to do it in the end, Sayani didn't mind. "And I care little about money. You're giving me something much more precious." she said, before nodding and standing up, to get the water Lephora had requested.

The Symenestra exited the room, and looked around. The residence of the Orphine Web wasn't physically different from others in Kalinor, but, at the same time, the ambiance and feeling was completely different from any other. The walls were very thin, and sometimes Sayani could see the shadows of people passing outside the house, very similar to ghosts. She knew better than to be afraid, but it wasn't exactly comfortable either. To add to that feeling, there were no doors, only curtains separating the rooms. Somehow, this seemed to both the idea of what others Symenestra had of Lephora and the very personality that the old woman had demonstrated to have. And yet, Lephora's daughters were completely out of place, as if they didn't belong in the strange house. Maybe they truly didn't.

When Sayani walked to the kitchen, the three woman followed her, their faces confused. She ignored them, both when she entered the kitchen and when she left, holding a glass of water. If Lephora didn't exactly like her daughters, there was no reason for Sayani to be polite to them, specially since she didn't think any kind of talk would be interesting.

She returned to the room, and handed Lephora the glass, before sitting once again in the bed.

"Should I tell you when I fail to think about nothing?"
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Postby Poison on January 23rd, 2014, 3:41 pm

„Thank you, dear“, Lephora said as Sayani brought her the water and took a sip from it before she placed it on her nightstand. „Yes, tell me when you fail to empty your mind. And also let me know when you are successful. Unfortunately my magic doesn’t give me the ability to know your thoughts. Go ahead now. I won’t tell you how to empty your mind or how long it should take. Everybody has their own technique and moves at a different speed.“ With that the old woman leaned back a little and looked at Sayani expectantly.

Unfortunately Sayani’s attempt to clear her mind would be cut shurt by the appearance of one of Lephora’s useless daughters. The thoroughly unremarkable, more or less middle aged woman stared at her mother angrily. „I just saw her“, she said and pointed at Sayani. „enter the kitchen and get some water. She ignored us, as if she is better than us. What is she doing here?“

„Sayani is my apprentice now“,
Lephora coolly informed her. „You knew that I was looking for an apprentice, Aliona.“ Aliona made a face. „I didn’t think you would …“ „Find one?“ Lephora interrupted her. „I obviously did. She isn’t afraid of my reputation, but really wants to learn. Your sisters and you were never interested in what I did. You only liked the reputation that came with being part of the Orphine Web.“

Aliona made a face and clenched her fists as she looked at Sayani again. „Mother might have made you her apprentice, but don’t you think that you can replace us and steal all her money!“ As she heard this, Lephora’s eyes darkened. The two women looked at each other, and then Aliona abruptly left the room, and Lephora shook her head.

„I apologize, Sayani. My daughters are unnaturally jealous, even though they are neither especially talented nor have any real interest in what I do. Please try to empty your mind now.“
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Postby Sayani on January 26th, 2014, 2:58 pm

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Sayani nodded, and crossed her long legs, straightening her back at the same time. Some would find the effort of staying in this position distracting, but for her, it was exactly the opposite. When she was sitting in a relaxed position, her mind wandered about many topics at once, and it was hard to concentrate on anything. But when she was like this, she could focus on only one thing at a time, and she supposed it was the best position to clear her mind.

She was interrupted even before she closed her eyes, though, when one of Lephora's daughter entered the room. The woman seemed angry, probably because Sayani had ignored her before, but then, it wasn't like the other had said anything either. When the woman pointed a finger at the other Symenestra, Sayani glared back at her, annoyed.

And then Aliona, as the woman's name appeared to be, accused her of wanting to take her place and wanting money. Money! Of all things her mother had to offer, the stupid woman wanted her money. Even though she managed to control herself most of the time, Sayani couldn't help the low and aggressive growl that escaped her throat.

"Money?" she asked, just as the stupid woman was leaving the room. "Do you think I want her money? You need to be even more stupid than I thought to even think that."

The Symenestra turned to Lephora when the other left, her anger still visible in her eyes. "No, I'm the one who is sorry. You have no control over your daughters behaviors, but I have over mine, and I said something I shouldn't." no matter how angry she was, she needed to control it. This was the only useful thing her mother had taught her.

Then, she tried to focus again. The Symenestra took a deep breath, first trying to expel the anger from her mind. Only after she felt calm again did she focused on the Viratas' shrine, before closing her eyes and thinking about only the form of the shrine. Little by little, she allowed the image to fade into nothing, until she was thinking about nothing.

It only lasted a tick or two, before thoughts came back to her. Sayani sighed.

"I did it, but only for a very short time." she told Lephora. It was a little disappointing for the Symenestra, to only manage to empty her mind for such a short time, but even so, she knew she could get better if she trained more.
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Postby Flyaway on January 31st, 2014, 4:37 am

"All things come with time," The woman stated with a tired nod of her head. "Close your eyes again. Imagine some sort of transition. A visual representation of the transistion between conciousness and enlightenment. It should bring you something special, something unique. A sort of uneasy peace. New. Foreign. Only a pure and unfluenced mind can sense the energies within. If you want acess to these magics, you need to find them within yourself."

Lephoria closed her eyes for a moment, her breathing changing from a labor to a calm process. The air around her seemed to shimmer slightly. Then she snapped her eyes open once again.

"You will not learn this discipline immidately. Like all things it will come in time. The most important lesson today is focus. And the first part of focus is to visualize. It is far easier to dismiss an image than a sound. So try conversion first. Visualize thoughs, aknowledge them, and dismiss them accordingly."

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Postby Sayani on February 2nd, 2014, 2:29 am

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Sayani listened once again to the woman's instructions, and nodded. The Symenestra knew she would need to train hard to achieve the perfect state of mind that would allow her to began to learn magic, but this didn't scare her away. In fact, it made her ache with want, the want she only felt when learning.

Taking a deep breath, she tried again. Sayani focused on the shrine once again, and allowed herself to think about it, to explore each form and shape. It wasn't that hard, specially because she knew the shape the books and shrines represented Viratas. Acknowledge them. She was acknowledging, allowing them to take form and life in her mind. Only then she allowed herself to try the next step.

Dismiss them. Unlike last time, however, she didn't fade the entire image into nothing. First, she took off the details, leaving only a plain and colored form. Then, she allowed them to disappear, too, only leaving the thoughts the shrine evoked on her, until these too disappeared.

Her mind stayed blank, nothing to be seen, and nothing to be heard, as if she was seeing darkness. This time, she tried not to keep focused on the time, but it was again only a short while before a thought came crawling back into her mind. She opened her eyes again.

"Well, I guess it's getting better, but I know I still have a long way to go." she informed Lephora, her voice low.
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Postby Flyaway on February 12th, 2014, 3:50 am

Lephoria waved her hand dismissively at Sayani. "You'll get it in time, Krova. Just continue to dismiss the thoughs as they resurface. Beleive it or not, this is a different step entirely. You'll have to actively do this as you reform and reshape your djed accordingly. Like this."

Lephoria closed her eyes and raised one of her ancient hands before Sayani. "For me, I sit beside a slow flowing river. My thoughs are like leaves in the river. As they flow into my conciousness, I watch them drift by, and as they are dismissed, they sink low into the water. Except those I want to keep. I see my Djed as subtle winds, flowing around and picking the leaves up. As they are carried before me, they group together into shapes. For instance, I see a hand, frormed from pale autumn leaves. But this hand is old, and frail. So, I thicken its outer coat, firming the skin and banishing places its miscolored.

The woman's hand seemed to tighten then, and the color became much more smooth, like fresh milk.

"The muscles below need to be reformed, thickened around the light weight bones. The bones too will need to be thickened, so it holds strong this new muscle."

Lephoria's hand began to fill around her fingers, no longer frail and weak, but young, and soft.

"Now I'd very much like stronger claws. I'll let the djed flow into them, and reform longer, thicker, and smoother, making them more glossy and needle sharp."

Her claws crept foreward two centimeters then, shining like glass. The woman's entire hand looked like it belonged to someone else. Someone young, and healthy. She opened her eyes and waved it slowly and her hand sagged back to its true form.

"The leaves have blown away. Careful not to use up too much wind."
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