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10th Winter 515 AV: Shane meets a mighty Wizard

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[Stone Gardens]Stars and Stones, A Tale of Two Wizards

Postby Shane Wallsly on January 10th, 2016, 2:06 am

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Timestamp: 10th of Winter 515 AV

Walking among the smooth stones Shane could not help but remember the last time he was there. That was the day he had met Aoren. The mere thought of him caused Shane to look down at his hands. He had read that oftentimes the scars of Reimantic initiation were kept as a keepsake. Aoren hadn't given him a choice about it. His power, that divine power, had washed the wound away as if the man hadn't cut his body and forced magic into his unreceptive body. It had been a horrible experience but one Shane had asked for. He had brought it upon himself and done little with the newfound power. Perhaps the memory was scar enough.

Shane did not know why he had chosen to walk this way. A part of him had wanted to find somewhere quiet and nice. There had been many spots such as that in Riverfall. Of course the city was vastly less overpopulated than the Citadel. The weather had been better too. Syna had left sometime yesterday and, according to prior experience, she wouldn't be back for another few Leth cycles. She was somewhere far behind clouds today and a chill wind had taken the place of her usual warmth; not that it was really ever that warm in Sylira.

Shane chastised himself for comparing the city to Riverfall for the umpteenth time since he had arrived yesterday. Syliras didn't have a lot of the attractive qualities of Riverfall but it was also his home and didn't participate in a legitimised sex trade where woman were idolised for their breeding abilities. That was also a bonus. Plus there was a lot less magical awareness and giant multicoloured muscle masses with no sense of humour. Returning had been the right idea. He just had to adjust to a couple of things.

Nothing would help Shane adjust more than his old past time, aura-reading. Shane had spent a lot of his old days sitting about and just reading the auras of passers by. As far as he was aware people couldn't sense the intrusion so there was little risk of reprimand. A few times he had been told off for staring or chased off by husbands. It was good practice in any case and a jot more fun than any other leisure activities he could think of.

He located a bench and had himself sitting upon it in short order. He was wearing his jacket and scarf as well as his thick, leather gloves so, despite the cold, he was relatively comfortable. He took a deep breath as he was want to do before performing magic and allowed the fabulous technicolour of auras into his vision. Shane had always believed the site to be like opening an additional eye but more recently he had started to feel more like he was simply allowing the auras to be seen as if they were always there and people were making an effort not to see them. Shane knew he might be entirely wrong on that point and guessed it was a matter more of philosophy. Without hard, concrete facts the philosophy would just have to do...
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[Stone Gardens]Stars and Stones, A Tale of Two Wizards

Postby Clyde Sullins on January 10th, 2016, 5:43 am

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10 Winter 515


Clyde had decided to visit the stone gardens upon a whim. He thought it funny or perhaps ironic, he wasn't sure which, for him to visit a Syliran Knight graveyard.

As he walked about, he studied the tiny stone markers, each a small rounded bit of stone.

He pondered why it was that the knights made most everything of stone, a hard material yes but not the be all end all for structure making. If nothing else it was a bad idea when Reimancers were around, particularly Clyde. All of the stone present was more or less ammunition, as was the entire castle in hindsight. It was something he'd never considered before, but he knew it to be true enough now that it had occurred to him.

As he walked there was the clack of solid wood on stone, as Cha tapped her way along as he paced his steps out. The length of blued wood was a comfort in his grip, a more constant companion than any other he had.

A staff not looking entirely hostile, at least compared to a sword or a bow, he was usually able to carry her about without any problem. She was a magnificent piece of Magecrafting, one made by Clyde's own hand, and a rather powerful item in her own right. As an MC 4 item she was near the upper end of the sort of items more commonly made. Anything past MC 5 was rare beyond belief, and even MC 4 or 5 were unduly expensive.

She however was all Clyde's, and he was hers.

Along with Cha he also had another odd item, a furred hat which was nice in the cold weather. He'd bought it long ago in Ravok, though this was one of the first times if not the first time he'd worn it. But as it was starting to get a chill out, he'd felt it was a good time to wear it.

He didn't have any particular plans for the day, just to walk about and stretch his legs. He knew the full cold and snow of winter would hit before too long, and after that he'd be trapped indoors for most of the rest of the season.

So for those reasons and others he'd wanted to go for a bit of a stroll and explore.

At least, unless something else garnered his attention.
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[Stone Gardens]Stars and Stones, A Tale of Two Wizards

Postby Shane Wallsly on January 15th, 2016, 12:06 am

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The first Aura Shane examined that day was wholly unremarkable and could have been assessed with his regular sight. A young woman with a dark silvery aura that rarely fluctuated. It had been immediately apparent to his sight that she had been crying for some time - without pause - until she could cry no more. The sadness within her that had been so great and left such an impression upon her aura was dark and hollow now. She was numb to the grief, exhausted by it. Judging by her age Shane guessed she was either the young sweetheart or daughter of a Knight recently deceased. Judging by her dishevelled features and the average time it took for someone to cry themselves out and still be standing without rest he judged she'd found out in the early hours of the morning.

With a shift he had passed his mind on the lookout for others. He'd seen grief too often now. His sight did not strictly allow him to know the feelings of others; only that they were there and when they fluctuated; but with grief he had seen all the aspects of an aura that came with heavy grief. Seeing any two of these indicators almost always guaranteed that's the feeling he was seeing. It was somewhat the same with lying. Hearts raced and palms sweated not to mention the occasional fidget which was easily missed by human eye but not by the sight. Auristics wasn't a power all in it's own. It was a tool; a magnifying glass that took everything you could know about a person and held it just out of your grasp. All it took was a little focus to get whatever you needed and deductive reasoning to make out what was beyond that.

Shane cast his sight around the relatively deserted park once more looking for anyone a bit more interesting. He honed in on an aura almost immediately. It blazed with a silver-blue light more potent than anything he had ever seen. When he focussed on it the first thing that came to mind was that it was a staff. An inanimate object as far as he could tell. An Aura as complex as this Shane had almost expected it to be a living creature. It was made of an unfamiliar wood. It was kind of blue which was, by itself, odd. More focus told him that the wood wasn't responsible for it's strange aura either. It's physical properties were somehow only distantly related to the aura it exuded. There was something special about the wood though. There was a strange golden outline. Shane had sensed something similar before. It was too out of focus. Reading this staff was far more difficult than anything else he'd ever read before.

Suddenly it came to him. The gold outline was something that he saw a bit off. It represented to him the mark of divine power. He had no idea which God or Godess, he never could tell, but there was always a bit of golden glow to the Marked. Shane hadn't known that the divine ever Marked objects but it wasn't really all that unlikely, he guessed. That was what the wood supplied. It was semi-devine and it was also a base. The real complexity of the staff had been somehow applied. Shane wasn't sure how. He'd never encountered anything like this before. It had to be magic. It felt oddly intrinsic though as if the magic hadn't just been added but melded, suffused, something along those lines.

Shane was forgetting to be casual. Shane was now just staring at the staff all of his focus and aura-reading power directed at it. To any observer it looked almost like a starving child who had stopped to slobber over the Baker's cake display. This was definitely the most interesting thing Shane had seen in a long time and interesting was more than cake to Shane. Interesting was what he lived for...
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[Stone Gardens]Stars and Stones, A Tale of Two Wizards

Postby Clyde Sullins on January 15th, 2016, 11:34 pm

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Clyde's first awareness of something being about was Cha nearly humming in his hand.

Only the sound wasn't physical, there was no movement or vibration. It was a hum heard within Clyde's aura sense, the sound made when two aura brushed against each other in a intimate contact.

This wasn't a touch possible normally by simple physical contact, but only possible by magic. Generally, as Clyde well knew, by Auristics. A few other magics allowed such contact, such as hypnotism, but his mind immediately jumped to Auristics as being the most likely. He doubted someone would be using random hypnotism spells in the middle of Syliras.

As an Aurist expanded and guided their own aura, they pushed it against an item or person's aura, sometimes enveloping it or pushing their aura within the other aura and almost overlapping it. Clyde's own aura sense had a subtle touch, one that didn't tend to make enough sound to be heard by lesser aurists. But to his finely tuned Aurist senses this contact was a rough stroke.

Not so rough and jarring as some, as a new initiate roughly scrabbling about nearby with their aura sight, but not nearly on par with his own skill and finesse.

However it occurred to him that the sensation hadn't come from himself, as was more common when he sensed magic about, but from Cha. As he extended out his own aura sight tentatively, letting it overlap the oncoming search in a gentle and silent overlay, he saw that the magic was focused upon Cha.

Looking about with his mundane eyes, Clyde wondered who it was who had searched out Cha's aura without his permission. Clyde knew that with lesser Aurists, certain necessities were involved.

While it was possible to do the magic purely by mental willpower, a focus was more common. This was generally an incantation or a gesture. Clyde only used these when he was doing particularly difficult spells, doing a magic he wasn't very skilled in, or when he just felt like doing so for effect.

Which at times he did do, for just that extra sense of purpose and magey-ness.

The thought made Clyde smiled to himself as he searched about.

He had expected to find someone muttering quietly under their breath, or making subtle gestures. What he hadn't expected was to find someone openly staring at Cha.

Clyde recalled that for lesser users, direct mundane eye contact also helped in reading an items aura.

He was a bit aggravated however to find someone messing about with his staff, with such a personal and private contact with something he considered a part of himself.

Focusing on Cha's aura, Clyde felt it within his aura sight, focusing in on it.

He knew Cha's aura as intimately as anything. It took him but moments to bring her to the forefront, and feel the fullness of her presence. She was a glimmering light, humming away in his mind. However he also felt a secondary hum, that of the invading presence pressing against her, probing and molesting.

He wanted him to hurt. Hurt for playing with Cha without his permission. Clyde had been practicing various techniques of late, and had been getting increasingly skilled at altering his own aura. He knew how to do it, knew how to alter and suppress his aura. Why then, by an extension of this logic, couldn't he do the same to Cha?

She was a intimate part of himself, not just some dead wood. By that train of thinking he supposed he could also alter other things auras, but surely Cha would be easiest.

He could already flow his djed through her, and use his personal magic through her. Why not this too?

Cutting off his Aura sight for a moment, Clyde focused on Cha in his hand, and willed a slip of djed through her. Willed the aura sight to flow up and out and through her, letting the sense spread outward and through.

Then he turned his sight inward, back at Cha, tuning out his own aura. He once more saw her form, saw her essence, floating about in the waters of her aura. Saw her flare of power within the dead air and small flares of life that was the world.

Turning his mind back to a memory, he recalled the time he'd met a Journeymen. He'd attempted at first to sense with his Aura, but had been pushed back by the intensity of the monsters power. He'd flinched and pulled back as if he'd touched a hot stone.

What though if he'd been touching the stone, when it suddenly grew hot? It would be dazzling, perhaps even blinding for a time.

Focusing his djed once more, he willed his desire to flow into one of the notches within Cha. These were the spell spaces, the nodes where he could store and prepare spells to be released later. They weren't a physical space, and had only been something he'd discovered after a long union with Cha.

Willing the magic, the change, he built up the power within the node, creating a spell of explosiveness. He pictured in his mind Cha as a lake, with small ripples floating outward constantly. Now he poured in more power, more focus, and imagined where a tiny ripple once was a mighty wave surging outward.

Holding his breath for a moment, Clyde felt the notch, felt the spell, felt Cha. Exhaling, he let the djed fly, let the spell pour out of the node and into Cha. As he did so he felt a pulse echo outward from her.

It would be like a man sitting in a pitch black shack, only to have the door flung open revealing the sun outside. Or at least, that was how Clyde pictured it in his head.
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I am actually in RL a super intelligent hamster from Rhode Island, with a 7 year plan to take over the world.

Update 6/2/18- 1:10AM EST: His 7 year plan a success, and several weeks ahead of schedule, Clyde leaves to oversee the world he has taken over.

No new threads after end of Spring 518-Will still be checking for PM's occasionally, but focusing on a new character.

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[Stone Gardens]Stars and Stones, A Tale of Two Wizards

Postby Anuk on February 20th, 2018, 10:33 pm

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G R A D E


S H A N E

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Observation +2
Auristics +2
Intelligence +1
Deduction +1

Lores

The differences in culture between Sylrias & Riverfall
Auristics: Tends not to be explicitly detectable
Auristics: Identifying deep sadness or grief
Auristics: Requires the art of deduction to be made useful
Auristics: Identifying the aura of magic or gnosis


C L Y D E

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Tactics +1

Lores

Syliras location: The Stone Garden
Magecraft Coefficient: The cost & power of a magecrafted artifact
Magecraft Coefficient: > 4 Is Rare & Expensive
Auristics: Sensing when one's aura is being read
Auristics: The physical clues of a novice reading auras
Auristics: Manipulating the aura of a magecrafted item
Tactics: Altering an aura's intensity to 'overwhelm' an aurist


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