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[Clyde Sullins]

65 Summer 514 Clyde had been through a busy season. Most of it had been spent Magecrafting, either for his wizardly duties, or his own side projects. Just four of five days past he'd been out here, and had summoned a glassbeak to use for another of his side projects. That hadn't quite gone as expected, but it had worked out well enough. Today he found himself once more amongst the desolation of the Prairie, though much less certain on what he should do on this day. The prairie itself was a mostly dead place, with little life or vegetation. Mostly it was just sand, occasionally marred with bones, burnt spots, or other signs of magic done. As Clyde walked along with Cha in hand, he accidentally kicked one of the larger bones, the ribcage of some animal, and watched as some small creature ran out. At first Clyde had thought it was a mouse, but on second look he noticed it had green scaled skin, like a lizard. Perhaps the result of some experimentation? It was hard to say. Within a few moments the tiny lizard mouse was out of sight, having disappeared into a hole or some kind of crevice. Letting out a sigh, Clyde looked about once more, trying to settle his mind on what he should do. Perhaps more summoning? He could certainly use some more work with it. Or voiding? He was finally starting to get somewhere with it, and hoped to make some progress in the near future with his skills in it. Unable to decide, Clyde went into the pack he wore on his back, and rooted through it to find his inscribing paint. While he thought he quickly painted a focus on each of his palms in turn. Glyphing often helped him clear his mind, particularly simpler glyphs that did not take much of his attention or skill. Also it made personal magic easier to flow to the spot, using the focus, and so if he did go that way he'd be better off also. So not a totally useless gesture. Each of the focus glyph's were painted in an instant, a single blur of motion. A circle drawn in one motion, and a waving line about it as the second, just barely coming into contact as the waves fell to their lowest point. It was a vague image that if one squinted their eyes right looked like a simplified picture of a sun.

[Rayage]

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