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Oscar begins work on a pair of Imedyte conduits.

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This was it then. With his Master’s permission, Oscar was finally here. He was at his home for this, likely he would be for the next few days. Sitting on the table before him were a pair of Imedyte Wells. Both were already shaped by the Seekers as requested. One in the shape of a ring, the other in the shape of a necklace. One was his; the other was to be created for Seeker use. To call him giddy was an understatement. The sight of the deep purple crystals was quite exciting for the young man and he could barely contain it.

Oscar picked up the necklace. The Imedyte had been cut and shaped into five polished fragments upon it. It was simple copper, nothing special but to an Ensorceller like him it looked better than any amount of diamonds might. Indeed to a sorcerer these were arguably worth more than diamonds. He licked his lips as he traced his finger along the side of the crystal, closing his eyes as he felt a tingle course up his spine. Ezymite had a hum to it, but this had a jolt almost like static. Even without his Sight active he could feel how much more powerful it was.

“Get ahold of yourself, Oscar, not like the Seekers sent you naked ladies.” He muttered to himself. Though really, he was having a hard time remembering there were indeed things almost as good looking as the Imedyte before him.

The Shaping step had been handled by the Seekers. It then fell to him to actually create the Conduits. Two Conduits. According to his mentor, this would take him the better part of a week. He needed to take his time with these valuable pieces of arcana. This wasn’t ezymite, he needed to map out exactly how to make Conduits with them. How to charge them and create usable outlets for magic. Oscar closed his eyes and started as ever with his breathing exercises. He was getting better with meditating before this and honestly, though he’d never admit it to his Uncle, he thought it might actually have been helping.

Calming his rather admittedly over excited mind was the first step. He needed to think clearly for this one. Distraction could lead to rather disastrous consequences. As a conduit that could likely hold more Mana within its confines that generally meant that the force of a Shattering would be even greater. The memory of his near Shattering with that Ezymite well was still very fresh in his mind. He wouldn’t repeat the same mistake here. Rushing had been his problem there. Trying to finish two in such a short span of time, it had been foolhardy.

Oscar took breath in through his nose and breathed out through his mouth, closing his eyes as he focused on his breathing. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest was measured out and slow, ice water descending upon his mind to temper his thoughts a bit. He wasn’t exactly at the point of blotting out all distraction from the world around him, but hey he’d get there yet. Some thoughts still buzzed around his mind, thoughts of the crystals in his hands flashing through his mind and buzzing around like flies.

The young man pushed these thoughts aside as best he could. His breathing, he needed to focus upon that. He managed to just catch himself about to revert back to normal breathing patterns and forced himself back to breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth. The reason he did this was that it forced him to actually think about breathing, to actively focus upon regulating it above all else. It was a simple practice and the fact he had to put so much emphasis upon it showed how painfully novice he was at it.

After about ten minutes Oscar opened his eyes once again and took the necklace up again. This one was to go to the Seekers. The ring was to be his new Conduit. Best to work on the necklace first, get that one out of the way before applying what he learned from it to make sure his was decent enough. He ran his fingers over one of the crystals again, smiling slightly. Magnitization was to be the first step though it was likely to take a rather long time. However he had time most certainly. This was his job after all. In the comfort of his own home no less. Couldn’t beat that.
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With his mind relatively clear from major distraction Oscar closed his eyes and prepared to start on the well in his hands. He looked inward towards himself and grasped at the tapestry of his being, the strands gliding through his fingers. He started to slowly, ever so slowly, drip feed the Conduit mana. He filtered in his own as well as ambient mana from the very air around them. This step was the simplest one arguably.

So it was rather telling then that when he started to drip feed his mana to the thing it almost felt like something inside the well was trying to tear at his mana. Oscar’s face became a mask of concentration as he found himself engaged in a tug of war with the well, the crystal seeming to want to suck him dry. It was just so… deep! Akin to looking down an actual well that he couldn’t see the bottom of. The inky darkness just stretched on forever, never sated for a moment as he fed it a steady supply of his mana.

It felt endless really. Like actually endless. What he had fed the crystal felt rather like a little puddle at the bottom, nothing compared to the vast amounts of power it could actually contain. He gritted his teeth, unable to fully understand why this was happening. This was actually like a fight. In the back of his mind he knew that was crazy, well’s lacked consciousness or really anything like intelligence or craving. They were just things. Why then did it feel like this one was eager to consume his mana entirely?

Oscar gasped as he pulled himself away from the process of filtering in his mana. Sweat. Sweat was upon his brow. His skin felt clammy, disgusting and his breathing was a little heavier than it had been a few moments ago. Wait… that candle hadn’t been melted nearly that much when he’d started! The young man’s eyes widened with surprise and looked outside. Midday. It was midday. He’d started this in the morning. Hours had passed. Hours of time had just vanished like that.

A wary glance was paid towards the Imedyte well. That had never happened before. He had lost himself in his work for at most an hour, but that had been closer to five hours. Five hours of time just gone like that. The passage of time hadn’t really seemed to matter in that world he’d just been in. What had just happened there? What was wrong with him? Oscar was an ensorceller. He dealt in things like this regularly but somehow this was different. More complex than just filling the well with mana.

The young man nonetheless rather found himself feeling rather hungry. He supposed hours of that would certainly do that to a person. With a final glance granted towards the well he headed for the door, a frown upon his face as doubt started to creep into his mind for the first time since setting out on this. Was this actually something he was ready for? Could he actually create a Conduit out of these things? The sure of himself prodigy was actually, for the first time in a long time, unsure as to the answer to that.
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After a rather brisk meal and a short respite, Oscar had returned to his home. He approached the table haltingly, his fingers hesitating before grasping the necklace upon the table. Why was he so skittish damn it? This was just a well right? He’d filled dozens and understood what they were. He wasn’t some Neophyte anymore. He could do this. He could do this. With a deep breath Oscar sat himself back down and took up the well once again. Without further preamble he returned to the process of magnetization.

This time, he cycled his breathing while he drip fed the mana to the well. The young man meditated with the thing upon his lap, not fighting its seeming hunger but not giving up his pace at the same time. Perhaps he had been wrong in his method all along. This wasn’t a process one could force after all and often enough it did seem like he was forcing mana into the well, cramming it into them instead of pacing himself out like he probably should. Patience was certainly never his strong suit.

Interestingly enough, it seemed like the turbulent swirls within the well subsided somewhat with this more calm approach. Instead of actively forcing mana into the conduit, Oscar acted as more or less a medium or filter. Almost passive in his process really, calm, like a stream. Steady and natural. Slow and steady won the race after all with this. He wasn’t trying to be fast; in fact being fast here would impose fatal defects in the end product as had been shown with the last time he’d tried to charge two wells. The last one had almost shattered because of his haste and had been rendered unusable.

As he worked his fingers turned the Conduit around in his hands. His bare skin played over the surface of the crystal, mana saturating the very air. This wasn’t necessary per say but it gave him something to do with his hands so it felt rather natural. Sitting as he did, cross legged upon the chair, well in hand with calm breaths cycling through him, this step was actually almost calming. He could feel the flow of mana circulating about his body, the stream trickling into the well drop by drop.

As time went on however, Oscar could feel the toll it was starting to take upon his body. Imedyte took quite a bit to fill that much was certain now that he was actually working with it. His breaths started to come out more heavy, his breathing getting harder to actually regulate. Sweat started to dribble down from his brow and his arms felt like energy had been sapped from them. As it was the Conduit was also feeling like he needed time to process the energy filling it now, filled a little more satisfyingly as it was with mana.

Oscar stood up from his chair and almost immediately regretted it as he stumbled and was forced to catch himself on the side of it. He blinked before managing a tired chuckle, the sun outside nearly gone behind the horizon. The young man had been at this far too long it would appear. Dead on his feet Oscar managed to drag himself over to his bed for the night, the rest of the Magnitization process something he could leave off for tomorrow. Odd how quickly he lost track of the passage of time like that.
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Cramps in places like the ones Oscar had them now were clearly the work of a particularly vindictive Immortal who had it out for Seekers. Having managed to drag himself out of the bed a rather bedraggled mess the sorcerer had gotten a much needed bite to eat before returning to his chair. Only to discover his body really, really didn’t want to sit in one place for hours on end despite the breaks he generally took. Traitors the lot of them. Keeping him from completing his work. Well, hopefully completing. He actually had no idea how much longer he’d need to keep on Magnetizing the Conduit sitting before him.

His hand reached out for the necklace, wincing slightly as his arm protested at the motion before taking a series of cycled breaths to calm himself down. Now that he’d found his method for filling the Imedyte well he intended to stick with it. The only problem now being that while he was slowly improving when it came to meditation, Oscar couldn’t exactly block out the aches his body was feeling right now. In fact just the opposite, they were keeping him from achieving the equilibrium he needed and had possessed last night.

He licked his lips and set the conduit down after making a few attempts to fill the well with his mana. Once standing Oscar started to stretch a bit. He loosened up his body, rolling his shoulders and neck. He shook out his legs, working out his body’s aches as best he could. The young man winced and let out little curses under his breath from the stinging pains that erupted. Physical things like this were absolutely not his thing unfortunately. He was more likely to hurt himself punching someone after all.

However after a bit of this, Oscar found that it did help a little. It hardly solved all of his ills but it let him get back to work at a relatively peaceful pace, his breathing exercises no longer interrupted by the little aches in his body. As such he returned to filling the well in his hands with mana, pleased that the process was eased somewhat. What had his Uncle once said? Body, Mind, and Spirit are all needed to be a successful sorcerer. If one is lacking, it will drag the others down. Or something like that. Probably read it in some book and thought it sounded good. Old coot.

Oscar smiled as mana once again flowed into the Well at a relatively even pace. However he found himself needing to take more stretch breaks. He no longer lost track of time so this day it actually seemed like it was taking longer to fill than it had yesterday. As it was though, he was learning quite a bit about handling Imedyte, which would undoubtedly serve him well in the future as he improved.
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The hours dragged on and the second day passed a little more peacefully and without as much exertion as the first had. Oscar had found his equilibrium. He had also discovered that at times taking breaks was a good idea. It let the well process the mana that it had been fed. To be more accurate it let it settle. Even now as he tugged at the strands of his mana and then slowly wound and weaved those strands into the Conduit, it swirled about. It sang, a rather off key tone, unpolished, not yet finished but it was a song of sorts. The inside was likely violent. Actually, Oscar found himself curious about that.

With his mind in such a concentrated state the young man felt safe enough dipping into the mana he wasn’t currently feeding into the Conduit and pulled the Sight into his eyes. He gritted his teeth, the use of magic during this process a rather taxing experience. As he opened his eyes however, Oscar found the exertion to be immediately rewarding.

His skill with the Sight was awkward and clumsy, half of what he generally managed to make out amidst the rainbow swirl that superimposed itself upon his gaze was unknown to him. However the conduit in his hands glowed like a brilliant multicolored light, the glare actually causing him to squint slightly and his eyes to water. He could see a steady stream of various shades wafting and being absorbed into the light. They were incorporated quickly enough, joined to the Conduit.

It was rather like a water color painting had come to life before him. He could almost swear he could feel the heat from the brilliant light in his hands, like he was holding a miniature sun. It pulsed out, each color seeming to react in different manners. Attunement formed a proxy for the senses as he was told, which tended to manifest differently from person to person. The term Sight came as sensing from the eyes was the most common due to the sheer sensory overload that was provided to them.

Oscar felt the Sight flickering and dismissed it, massaging at his temples. He set the now filled Conduit down upon the table. His tired eyes looked outside. Sundown again. It was getting time to sleep again and honestly Oscar was glad for it. Tomorrow he’d move on to the next two steps. Likely they would take the shortest amount of time, though with this project he was absolutely going to take his time. Imedyte was far too valuable to afford it shattering due to a sloppy creation process.
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Cramps make Working Hard
Loosing Time when working is Dangerous
Imedyte: Expensive and Rare
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Ensorcellment: Don't force Magnetization
Ensorcellment: Magnetization drains Energy
Attunement: Sight: Imedyte looks like a Sun
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Was a good thread to read. It was my first time grading a magic-themed thread, and I've gotta say it's convinced me to push one of my PCs towards it.

That being said, if you disagree with any of my gradings with relation to magic, feel free to PM me and we can sort it out!

Finally, just keep an eye on using the correct terms for time (breaks instead of hours, bits instead of minutes, etc)

And, as always, PM me with any questions, comments or concerns!
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