RP:Another Try
- RP: ANOTHER TRY
- Mages Training Center and Dormitory
As you enter this large room, you notice you are standing behind a clear wall of magic. On the other side are numerous mages using everything type of spell one can imagine. Fire bolts flying ice crystals all around, some even summoning great beasts of battle. None of the spells seem able to move outside the barely visible barrier, and you guess that is its main purpose. You see some of the mages are using quarterstaffs and pikes, trying to learn the art of combat to complement their mastery of the mystical. Others are very young, and this type of fighting is more to learn discipline, rather than excel their special abilities. This definitely must be the place people that come to actually practice and learn magic. Your only way to exit is down, or cross the barrier to the east.
Vasha enters the Mages Training center with a heavy heart, thoughts of the failed test fresh in her mind. Her sable hair lays limp and her normally spotless clothes rumpled and dirty for only one thing has been driving her and that's to get the spells to work. She has spent long hours, days studying and searching out more books in the library to the point of neglecting to eat and clean herself. Her experiments have become an obsession with her. Moving to a table she wearily sits and gets out her tools and places them before her on the worn tabletop. Taking a deep breath to steady herself she lowers her eye's and sinks her awareness down inside where her magegift is. Drawing it up and out she powers her rune stone and begins to chant. Picking up the needle she starts the process again, but this time adding to the tattoo already on her hand. Slowly the design travels farther up her arm all the way to the elbow and circles around to cover both sides. Letting the power fade away she lays the needle down and wipes away blood and excess ink. Dizziness assults her and the next thing she knows is that she's on the floor. Blinking her eye's she sits up placing one hand on her forehead and mumbles, "I guess I over did it this time." Getting unsteadily to her feet she fummbles her tools back into their pouch and makes her way down to the dormitory. Barely making it to a cot the young woman falls onto it heedless of anything else in the room, only one thought in her head. That as soon as she is able she must get a message to Rinonia so that they can test her effort out. She's asleep before her head even makes it onto the pillow.