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You climb off of your bed, ignoring the shooting pains up and down your back. It just takes a little concentration to dull that, though it won't go away entirely. You give it a few minutes before everything works itself back into alignment. You had no idea that just releasing vys could lead to such a violent spell. It cracked stonework, destroyed furniture, broke what was probably an expensive vase. It wasn't even all that much of your reserve, about a fourth of your energy. Clearly, the spell works. Not needing to channel the energy before releasing it does make the spell more powerful. It probably also helps that you didn't filter it into any other element.

Now if only you could replicate that with any sort of reliability, and didn't have to spend so much time gathering vys to do it. It really would've been nice if that scroll had been a little more detailed about just how you were supposed to meditate on this effect, beyond just 'get used to it'.

There's nothing for it though, and it's properly morning now. Probably closer to afternoon. It sounds like Profectus is still sleeping, the lazy sot. You don't hear faucets running in the bathroom, so presumably Chryssa has finished meditating. Fulvia said she was going to take a break from copying the Five Effects and go watch people walking through the halls. Come to think of it, Fulvia is kind of creepy. What with being a sentient construct, watching your friend sleep the first night you met her, and watching people in the halls. Aside from plotting world domination though, she seems fairly harmless.

>Go cook breakfast, that ought to gather your two non-artificial companions to the kitchen table.
>Go see how Chryssa is getting along with her meditation. It ought to distract you from your own troubles.
>Go make sure Fulvia hasn't followed somebody home, or something.
>Read a book, you've got time to kill and you can try meditating again later.

>>31247149
>>Read a book, you've got time to kill and you can try meditating again later.

I'd also like to announce a slight rule change. Going forward, you'll be able to spend up to 25% of your maximum vys, rounded to the nearest whole number, to boost your rolls. Mechanically, this doesn't alter much right now. It bumps the limit from 5 to 6. However, it should provide an incentive to study tomes and metamagic more often.

If this proves just horribly broken, I'll change it later. I don't expect it to though.

>>31247149
Meditate and learn blasting.

>>31247149
>>Go see how Chryssa is getting along with her meditation. It ought to distract you from your own troubles.

>>31247149
>>Go cook breakfast, that ought to gather your two non-artificial companions to the kitchen table

>>31247149
get the robot, then Meditate

>>31247149
>Go cook breakfast, that ought to gather your two non-artificial companions to the kitchen table
Try some of the Grandmasters recipes

>>31247149
>Go cook breakfast, that ought to gather your two non-artificial companions to the kitchen table.

>>31247403
>>31247417
This really looks like samefagging but I assure you its not

>>31247417
>>31247403
>>31247368
>Cook breakfast

>>31247370
>>31247331
>Meditate

>>31247342
Check your apprentice

>>31247223
Read

Writin'

>>31247436
>This really looks like samefagging
No, it doesn't.

>>31247724
it does

>>31247724
It's just two votes for the same thing one minute apart.

>>31247745
>>31247763
>49:17
>50:03
>implying

You dig around in your bag until you find those recipes you copied out of the Grandmaster's journal. You briefly wonder what happened to that guy in Aleamond. Did he decide to stay there for an extended period, trying to find whatever it was he was trying to find? Did something happen on the journey there or back? You'd have a little trouble believing a Grandmaster in several elements would have any sort of trouble riding out a storm or destroying a few pirates, but you never know really.

You decide to try out this folded egg recipe that he claims to have invented. It's three eggs, diced sausage, and whatever vegetables you can find laying around. Salt and other spices to flavor. Seems simple enough, really. While you get what you'll need out of the various cabinets and pantries, Chryssa wanders into the kitchen. “What are you making?” She ask, whilst taking a seat at the table. “Well, that grandmaster who's journal I was reading was a pretty prodigious cook. I want to try some of his recipes.” You hear a tone of wariness enter her voice. “How do you know this won't explode, or make us sick or something?” To which you respond. “Well, it's just eggs and meat and vegetables. It's not like he's calling for menstrual blood of a goat or anything insane like that.”

That placates her, and you chat idly about nothing while you cook. In the few minutes it takes for the first 'aumelette' to cook, Profectus wanders sleepily into the kitchen. He mumbles something unintelligible and pours himself a cup of wine, which he proceeds to water down heavily. Then he slumps into a seat at the kitchen table and promptly falls back asleep. When it comes time to fold the aumelette and you proceed to tear the thing entirely in half, you decide that this will be Profectus' serving.
(1/2)

How about we stop wrecking or suite and next time find a training area to meditate?
Fuck, we'll probably have to pay a lot of money fit the sit we destroyed.

The next two come easier, you manage not to tear Chryssa's entirely in half, and you actually pull yours off almost perfectly. Chryssa complains that it would be better with cheese, and Profectus says it needs more salt, to which you respond that they can fix their own breakfast if all they're going to do is whine.

What are your plans for after breakfast?
>Read
>Head to the library to read
>Meditate
>Head to the training room to meditate
>Go find Fulvia and see if she's ready to get back to book copying
>Write-in

>>31247898
>>Head to the training room to meditate
>>Go find Fulvia and see if she's ready to get back to book copying

>>31247898
>>Meditate

>>31247898
>Go find Fulvia and see if she's ready to get back to book copying

Is our test today or tomorrow?

>>31247898
>Read

et have like a day or so to return the books

>>31247942
Tomorrow

>>31247898
>Head to the training room to meditate
>Go find Fulvia and see if she's ready to get back to book copying

>>31247898
>Get to know Fulvia/chat with her
>See if she's ready to get back to book copying
What do we know about her beyond her being creepy, an AI and gullible?

>Head to the training room to meditate
>Go find Fulvia and see if she's ready to get back to book copying
Writin'

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You push yourself away from the kitchen table, standing up. Your back cracks loudly as you do so, and you wince. “I think I'm going to the training grounds, to do some meditation. I'll try to find Fulvia while I'm out.” Chryssa speaks up as you're turning to leave. “Speaking of meditation, I've made some progress. It took all night but I finally managed to move some of my reserves to my arms and legs. It was very tiring though.” You nod your head sympathetically. “It tends to be in the beginning. You'll get more efficient as you become more talented. Able to do more with less” She nods, and you make your exit.

You actually see someone else in the guest suites, for the first time since you'd arrived here. He's a human, tanned, and not wearing what you would really call 'vatis robes'. It's really more of a long, multicolored shirt. He's got a sword on his hip, and the look of an adventurer about him. You very nearly knock into him on your way out the door, and for daring to violate his personal space the asshole shoves you, knocking you into the stone wall. “Watch it, camel fucker!”

>Screw this guy, you're not taking this. Paralyze his ass while he's not looking.
>Gods, what a jerk! No sense in delaying on his account though. You've got shit to do.
>Write-in

>>31248281
>Screw this guy, you're not taking this. Paralyze his ass while he's not looking.

>>31248281
>Gods, what a jerk! No sense in delaying on his account though. You've got shit to do.

No time we slap his shit later

>>31248281
>>Screw this guy, you're not taking this. Paralyze his ass while he's not looking.

>>31248281
>Screw this guy, you're not taking this. Paralyze his ass while he's not looking.
Fuck this racist prick

>>31248281
>Screw this guy, you're not taking this. Paralyze his ass while he's not looking.

"Well fuck you too, buddy." ZAP!

>>31248281
>Screw this guy, you're not taking this. Paralyze his ass while he's not looking.

>You ain't doin' with this.
Writin'

Twist: This is the guy we are suppose to fight to get our master rank. After this he will be gunning for us during the examination.

>>31248540
all the better, our personality type is ass hole after all.

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You wait until he's turned his back on you, channeling vys into your palm and feeling the familiar sensation of cold and numbness creeping up your forearm. When he's not looking, you palm strike his kidney and discharge the spell. He lets out a surprised yelp and his hips and legs start locking up pretty much immediately. He tries to turn around to swing at you, though this just sends him pitching forward and flat onto his face. “Yeah, fuck you too buddy.”

You think that's the end of it, but he presses a hand to his legs and you feel a spell discharge. He hops to his feet with surprising agility for someone who should still be paralyzed. You back off, assuming a fighting stance, but he just glares at you. “I see you outside this Academy, I'm gonna get you back for that. Hear me?” To which you respond, shit eating grin prominent. “Well damn, guess I should of just killed you instead of paralyzing you. Here I thought you'd be grateful I spared your life.”

Unfortunately, he doesn't rise to your taunts and vanishes into the door adjacent yours. Great, he's your neighbor. You're only here for one more day though.

That bit of drama apparently concluded, for now, you head down the stairs to the hallway. You don't immediately see Fulvia, so you start exploring the hallways and the entry hall. She's not in either. She's not in the library either, nor have the women at the front desk seen her. You end up finding her in the Artificer's Workshop, where she's speaking quietly with Crazy Hayes about something or other. Seems private, judging from the rather serious look on her face.

>Get her attention, but don't intrude.
>What could a construct need privacy for? Go ask what's up.
>You'll just leave her to talk to Hayes, not like copying the books is all that pressing.
>Write-in

>>31248634
>>Get her attention, but don't intrude.

>>31248634
>Write-in

Channel Vys eavesdrop

>>31248634
>>Get her attention, but don't intrude.

>>31248634
>Get her attention, but don't intrude.

>>31248634
>Get her attention, but don't intrude.

I love us when we are acting like a dick.

>>31248679
this

>Get attention, don't intrude.
Writin'

>>31248697
yeah assholes deserve to be treated as such.
that being said we might have just pissed off a grand master. :)
So we better get our shit together. btw GUYS.
Archmage is a grand master withnature so we should talk to him about idea when using nature magic as offensive magic. im sure he has solves this problem to some extent + we never got to share our stories with him and vice versa, which i think we need to do out of the kindness he has shown us.

>>31248826
>:)
Fuck off

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>>31248826
> :)

Disgusting.

We could have just insulted him back instead of attacking him, we kind of escalated things.

>>31248826
>:)
>>>/out/

>>31248939
Just called us a camel fucker, that is more than enough for a punch to the face, and the only camels fuckers we knew was our master.

>>31248944
>>31248915
>>31248928
eh go fuck your selves.
=D

>>31248969
He was only one on weekends though

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>>31248939
He initiated physical violence against us, we were within our rights to respond in kind. Might not end up being wise but still. Fuck that asshole.

>>31249048
>>31248969
I hope we run into the crazy fucker, if he is still alive.

Rolled 7, 1, 4 + 2 = 14

>>31248969
yeah, we are clearly a camel lover or, I dare say, a camel seducer. there no secret for us in camel flirting and the many ways to camel Ecstasy. a real camel-Don juan, master of all the little sign and attitude that signal a camel ready to fall into our arms, begging for a kiss.

We do fuck goats occasionally tough.

>>31249098
he just went into the room next door..
unless he is into some kinky shit or his meditation goes horribly wrong I don't see why you would presume him dead.. x.x

>>31249135
I was talking about our master.

>>31249129
I like to think that our master used to talk like that,

>>31248634
Nice, we need an arch nemesis.

She's facing the door, or at least her projection is facing the door, so you simply wave your hand to get her attention. She waves back, briefly, but keeps conversing with Hayes. You step outside to provide them a little privacy, but leave the door open so you can easedrop a little bit. Just because, really.

They're speaking quietly, so it's hard to make out most of what they're saying. You definitely pick out 'power source' and 'modifications' but the rest of it you can only guess at. She says body a few times. You assume she's talking about getting upgrades done or something of the like. You have trouble determining anything that Hayes says, but he speaks with such a heavy accent you can barely interpret him when he's shouting at you, let alone whispering.

Eventually she slips out the door and bows low to you. “Apologies I kept you waiting, Dux.” You wave her off. “Don't worry about it, I was just on my way to meditate in the training room and figured I'd pop by to see how you were doing.” She smiles beneficently. “I'm honored! I am doing well, I feel I have learned much in my brief time observing others. Did you know that people drive nails into one another?” You look at her confused for a moment. “No, I did not. How do you know that?” She replies cheerily with “Two men were talking to one another about 'nailing Pelagia'. I assume it's some sort of ritualistic mutilation. Perhaps as part of a courtship ritual.”
(1/20
(Sorry about the wait, net died.)

After you've stopped laughing, you explain to her what 'nailing' means in that context. She screws up her face in disgust. “Why debase such a cherished act with a vulgar name like 'nailing'? That doesn't sound pleasant at all for Pelagia!” You shrug your shoulders, and try to change the subject. “Don't ask me, I'm not responsible for coming up with slang. Do you think you're about ready to head back to the suite?” She raises a hand to her chin, which strikes you as odd since her had just clips through the projection. “I suppose so, I should finish copying that book fairly quickly.” With that, she bows to you and excuses herself.

You keep walking, making your way through the sometimes maze-like corridors to the small training area they keep. You don't see Demetrios anywhere, though you do note that apprentice punching away at the sand bag. They seem to spend a lot of time here. You find a spot to get comfortable at the edge of the training ground, where you won't disturb anyone who might come in to spar, and assume a meditation pose.

>Meditate on an element.
>Meditate on Blast.
>Meditate on Leaping
>Write-in

>>31249343
>Meditate on Blast.

>>31249343
>>Meditate on Blast.

>>31249343
>>Meditate on Blast.

Rooll those 3d10s. You get a +8 from previous attempts and being a trained Vatis.

Rolled 5, 5, 9 + 8 = 27

>>31249456

Rolled 2, 5, 2 + 8 = 17

>>31249456

Rolled 3, 1, 6 = 10

>>31249456

Rolled 8, 6, 5 + 8 = 27

>>31249456

Roll

Rolled 6, 3, 1 + 8 = 18

>>31249509
>>31249494
>>31249478
come the fuck on

>>31249494
>>31249509

Love is over.

>>31249478
>>31249494
>>31249509
Oh lawdy

>>31249509
>>31249494
>>31249478
thats a 20.6
use 5 vys to get us there.

>>31249565
Its not an average. We need 2 successes.

>>31249565
This quest doesn't use averages, it's based on the first three rolls and how many of them pass the DC. All 3 being crit success and none being crit fail. Vys won't save us here since DC is 25 and we can only spend 6.

>>31249478
>>31249494
>>31249509
>27, 17, 18 vs DC 25
>No such luck!
And you'd only be able to get the 18 to 24. Still, you'll be getting a total bonus of +10 the next time you meditate. Surely you can roll above a 15 twice.

>>31249525
>A second 27 immediately afterwards.
The dice are just fuckin' with you now.

Anyway, writin'

>>31249607
>Surely you can roll above a 15 twice.
I'll cry if we don't.

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>>31249607
>Surely you can roll above a 15 twice.

>>31249626
Hopefully these bad rolls stop when we do the Master exam, that shit'd be embarrassing as fuck.

>>31249607
this is super depressing...

Damn it, I was really hoping to get through the rest of the day, so I could knock the Master's Exam out in one thread tomorrow.

I think I should still manage it, but I do need to go to bed soon. Classes at 6 AM and all that. I'll go one, maybe two more post and then call it.

>>31249664
Oh god. Don't tempt the dice gods anon. They are a capricious lot.

>>31249699
>>31249669
>>31249664
>>31249653
>>31249626
lets have Chryssa return the books and get our cash back. while we meditate.
cause this is bullshit i don't want to spend another day meditating on blast.

By god, you're going to figure out blast if it kills you. Which it might, if you're thrown back and you hit the wall funny and break your neck. That seems incredibly unlikely though. You slip into your meditative trance easily enough, the rhythmic thumps of the apprentice's fist against the bag easing your way.

You focus initially on just collecting vys from the world around you. The training room seems oddly devoid of vys, by the standards of the rest of the Academy. Really, this place seems unusually abandoned. You spent the vast majority of your time as an apprentice in places like this. Still, you manage to fill your reserves fairly quickly and without any real trouble.
>Vys Pool: (23/23)

However, when it comes to meditating on the Blast metamagic effect you draw a complete blank. What are you supposed to do here? You've tried everything you can think of and nothing's worked. You know gathering a lot of vys to your core worked well last time, perhaps a little too well, and you managed it by accident the first time. You haven't been able to mimic anything you've succeeded with twice though.

You start off just gathering vys to your core like last time, and then you try manipulating the gathered vys to get it to release. You try just channeling it forward, but not necessarily out of yourself, but that doesn't really do anything besides cause it to bleed out of you. You try pressing down on that mental 'trigger' that you use to cast spells you channel the normal way, but that doesn't seem to do anything.
(1/2)

You're about to give up, your frustration starting to interrupt your meditative calm. You feel yourself becoming more and more conscious of the world around you. Just as you think you might shout or throw a fit though, the spell discharges. You hear a high pitched scream and someone slam into the wall. Then you yourself slam into the wall, though it wasn't all that far away. When you open your eyes, you see that you've kicked up something of a small sandstorm, and torn the sandbag off the rope that kept it hanging from the ceiling. The apprentice, who looks to be a young boy of about thirteen, is sitting against the wall rubbing his shoulder.

>Go attend to the kid's wounds.
>Try again, damn it!
>Just leave, maybe Fulvia will be done copying that book.

>>31249902
>Go attend to the kid's wounds.

Then
>Try again, damn it!

Rolled 10, 9, 10 + 8 = 37

>>31249902

>Go attend to the kid's wounds.

Eh, why not.

>>31249902
>Go attend to the kid's wounds.

And:

>Try again, damn it!

>>31249933

Fuck you myself.

>>31249902
>>Try again, damn it!

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>>31249933

>>31249933
Oh come the fuck on. Now we get a near perfect roll?

>>31249902
>>Go attend to the kid's wounds.

>>31249933
I hate you with all my being.
>Go attend to the kid's wounds.
>Try again, damn it!
heal him up say sorry and go back to meditating

>>31249986
>>31249955
I told you about the dice gods, anon, I told you.

>Help the kid
>Try again
ROOOOLL 3D10+10 WHILE I WRITE
BEAT 25

Rolled 7, 1, 2 + 10 = 20

>>31250083
oh god

Rolled 6, 7, 5 + 10 = 28

>>31250083

Rolled 2, 8, 4 + 10 = 24

>>31250083

>>31250099
>>31250126
>>31250177
1 Vys then, huh? I can dig it.

>>31250083
>>31250177

Add 1 vys please.

>>31250099
>>31250126
>>31250177
fffffffffffff

>>31250099
>>31250126
>>31250177
>20, 28, 24 vs 25
>Ouch
Well, fortunately! You could spend 1 vys to make it a regular success, and since meditation rolls are pass fail/ that's really all you'd need to do.

>Spend
>Don't

>>31250213
Calm your tits, we can just add a Vys point to:
>>31250177


>>31250229
>Spend

>>31250229
>Don't

Rolled 2, 8, 10 + 10 = 30

>>31250229
>>Spend
Told you.

>>31250229
spend.

>>31250229
>Spend

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>>31250248

>>31250229

I think it should be SOP to spend vys on meditation rolls.

>>31250229

>Don't

What? Realy? As if its even a choice -.-

>Spend
>Spend
>Spend
>Spend
>Spend

You push yourself up, and stretch out. You don't think anything's broken or bruised, so you jog over to where the kid impacted against the wall. The least you owe him is a little free healing, you're the one who hurt him by accident after all.

You crouch down next to him. “You okay?” To which he snaps back. “Do I look okay? No! I think you broke my shoulder!” You wave him off. “Oh please, do you know what my master did to me? He used to hold me underwater until I passed out or lifted the water off of myself magically. A little broken shoulder is no big deal.” He glares at you. “Yeah, well, my master isn't insane! He probably won't let me train in here anymore if he learns I got hurt...”

You move his hand away from his shoulder and pull his shirt down, taking a look at the supposed broken shoulder. It looks... pretty broken. The scapula definitely isn't supposed to sink in like that. He's also got a few cuts from where sand whipped by and presumably cut his face and arms all to hell. That spells is pretty devastating, you're surprised this kid is still conscious and not screaming his head off. “Well, lucky you, he's not going to find out.” You channel vys into your palms, filtering it into water magic and letting it seep into his shoulder.

Immediately, the bone jerks itself back into place and the bruises start to fade. The cuts heal themselves in no time at all. You don't even feel a little bit drained, it barely took anything out of you at all.
>Vys Pool: 22/23
(1/2)
(Still writing the meditation part, and you'll spend the vys.)

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He rolls his shoulder, seemingly amazed. “How did you do that?” He ask, curiously. “The school nurse can only ever heal things she can see! She would've just put me in a cast for months and months!” You shrug your shoulders. “The school nurse isn't very good, then. Now run off before I end up screwing up another spell and cracking your head open. I can't revive the dead... yet.”

He hops up, and runs for the door. Before he leaves though he turns to you with a rather comically serious look on his face. “Thanks, darkie. I'll repay you one day.” Then he's out the door.

Wait a minute... did that kid just call you darkie? Do they think that's a term of endearment around these parts?

Rolled 1, 9, 2 + 10 = 22

>>31250432
Hes that racist masters apprentice isn't he, well we are gonna still that little shit away from him, and give him proper water training(the same our master gave us).

>>31250432

Well, his faux-pas aside, the kid at least has a generous spirit.

"Thanks for healing the damage you caused, I owe you one!"

I suppose though, when dealing with mages that it is actually something to be grateful for.

>>31250489
Honestly, a lot of the grandmasters seem like they would extort the families of the people they killed for money, claiming it was an honor that their relative was killed by one as grand as they.

>>31250482
Heh, that would be pretty awesome.

Speaking of which, we are fucking awesome.

You grumble under your breath about damned racist provincials while you sit down in the middle of the training ground. You assume a meditation pose and calm yourself, taking a few deep breaths. When you finally slip into a meditative trance you focus on the simple task of restoring what little vys you spent helping that kid.

When you finally set out to meditate on blast, you start off the same you had before. You gather vys into your core and compact it. You try pressing down on that mental 'cast spell' button you have in your head but you get nothing. You try pressing it harder, in a sort of metaphorical sense, and you still get nothing. Eventually you just try channeling vys at the spell as quickly and violently and unevenly as you can. Maybe if you just kick up enough of a fuss, it will discharge.

Surprisingly that works. The trick wasn't to arbitrarily trigger the spell, but to channel enough vys quickly enough into the spell that you lose control of it and cast it prematurely. The trick is basically to fuck up with finesse. The spell blast forth, but doesn't send you flying back. It's a little bit like a punch in the gut, and it's unpleasant, but you manage. You repeat the procedure a few times, refining it, getting used to it. Honestly, you're just so relieved you finally figured it out you want to celebrate a bit.
>Vys Pool: (22/23)

Eventually you willingly exit your meditative trance, standing up and shaking out your legs. The training ground is abandoned, and you've really just made a mess of the place casting so many burst spells one after the other, but oh well!

>I'll end it on that note.
Sticking around for Q&A. I think we should be able to knock out the exam in one thread.

>>31250665
This is me.
Also, shit, I missed my Settlers of Catan game. Maybe. Gonna go check.

>>31250697
Night Soma, thanks for the run.

>>31250697
night man

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Archive here.

>>31250768
Thanks for running.