To Craft An Element (Eryss Waldu)

[Eridanus]

Day 61, Fall of 511 AV
Close to Midnight
Northern Woods

It was exactly one day after the last incident that happened here. Exactly twenty four bells ago when Eri underwent severe physical and mental trauma when he was roughly initiated into Reimancy by a mentor of Antar's, Eryss Waldu. The wizard had been considerate at least in leaving the shield covered and he had woken up in the late morning, his head still throbbing as if his mind could not believe that he could actually take all that pain and still be alive. By the time he woke the shield was gone, of course, which meant that it lasted for less than ten bells.

There was no further news from Eryss, but the ethaefal somehow found himself back at the spot where he was initiated, taking in the scene as he imagined how he might have looked like the day before. Throughout the day he had been focusing on meditating and this helped to regulate his thoughts and calm his mind. The physical injury was still there, though he had hastened the recovery slightly by using his racial ability to age the wounds the night before as well as this night.

Eryss had warned him against transmuting his res, and Eri would no doubt comply for he knew that Reimancy was a very dangerous discipline. He had not picked it up while he was in Zeltiva University, but he had heard that though the Reimancy course was the most popular amongst students enrolling in the magical department, it also had the highest attrition rate, where attrition usually meant permanent injury or fatality rather than dropping out.

He walked over to the tree that served as the landmark for their meeting the day before, and he raised his hands, the moonlight highlighting the raw wound on his palms. He closed his eyes, gently focusing on the djed streams within him. He imagined that he was going to redirect them, but instead he focused on ejecting the djed as if he was going to use it for shielding. He breathed deeply, calming his entire mental state as he slowly but surely brought the line of djed through his hands, past his wrist and into his palms. He imagined that the wounds in his palms were like holes that served as an exit point for the djed in his body, as he gently nudged the djed out, the manifestation of his living essence slowly being transformed in Res - the physical embodiment of a person's djed.

There was a sort of curiosity within him, something that called for him to try transmuting it into flames, but it was a weak voice so far and he tyrannically suppressed that though, instead bringing his mind back to what Eryss said, then bringing his mind back to the sky-high attrition rates of Reimancy undergraduates in Zeltiva. These thoughts seemed to sober him up, and he returned his attention to the tiny ball of res floating gently above his palm.

He had not seen what colour Eryss' was, for he had his eyes shut most of the time during the initiation in order to help cushion some of the shock of the event, and he wondered if every wizard had a different one. His was a tiny gaseous cloud, similar to a mist but floating in an orderly manner, that was sparkling of the purest white. It was not off-white like soulmist, but a kind of bizarre wondrous white that resembled the purest moonbeam. Eri was pleased at the thought that even his manifestation of res had some sort of link to Leth and he chuckled as he glanced at the ball of res that was slowly disappearing into the air, the energy of the djed dissipating into the environment due to the lack of focus.

[Eryss Waldu]

[After leaving Eridanus where he had found him Eryss returned to the encampment of the Crimson Edge where he rest and give nothing of a second thought to the safety of the Ethaefal. Were Eridanus to have succumbed to a bad fate in the night then Eryss would have been disappointed but this would likely have been more due to the fact that he had spent the time initiating someone else into the discipline of reimancy only to have been rendered with foul results. The Mage had seen promise in the Ethaefal though so he remained with a high hope that Eridanus would be well prepared for the trials to come after these few brief lessons.] [Now that it was time to return to the meeting place Eryss would have done so expediently so that he could check on the progress of his new protégé. Advancing on the tree that served as the marker for their last meeting and this one as well Eryss would have missed much of what occurred though he would see the tiny ball of res floating above the hand of Eridanus as he came to the location and saw him from a distance. Eyes taking in more depth and detail as he came closer to Eridanus until the Mage was standing only several arms lengths away from him. No attempt having been made to conceal his approach or the sound his footsteps may have made.] [As he drew nearer to him Eryss would nod his head towards Eridanus and say...”You’ve started on your own. Initiative is good. It shows a willingness to learn without supervision.”...then the Mage would look at the res that Eridanus had created more closely. Observing the creation that Eridanus had made he would notice that it was of the purest white and made a similar connection to Leth and the Ethaefal, it shined like a moonbeam from the god above, which he would also note did not seem so odd considering the connection between Ethaefal and Deity from what he knew. Eyes turned to Eridanus again then beneath the hood that Eryss wore to conceal his features and he would have commented...”It seems like such a feat now but in time the res that you create will eclipse this as though it were nothing.”...maybe a bit of encouragement to let Eridanus know that this was just the tip of the iceberg.] [Taking one swift look around so that he could familiarize himself with his surroundings again Eryss would then go on to remark...”You must choose a base element to begin your path with though.”...then a pause to allow Eridanus to think over what element he had the deepest connection with before he added...”When we spoke the other night I believe you may have expressed an affinity for fire. If that is so then the lessons will be easy.”...the Mage himself had learned fire as his first element and from then on he had continued to expand his repertoire. He expected that Eridanus could do likewise.] [Maybe his love of the flame caused Eryss to act, certainly it was not pure concern for his pupil, but the Mage would also blurt out quite suddenly...”Beware. You must respect the kiss of fire though as while it is exotic and thrilling to the touch it will turn back on you if you assume you are its master.”...a hard fought lesson that Eryss himself had learned during his youth. Lifting his arm he would draw his robe backwards with his other hand to reveal the scarred flesh beneath, he had suffered the kiss of the flame and it had left its mark permanently imprinted on him, it was a painful lesson to have learned but not that should be taken as anything but a learning experience. Allowing Eridanus to look at the scars closely Eryss would lower his arm and let his robe fall back in place to cover the flesh that he had hidden while listening for the response of the Ethaefal.] [A thought had come to the mind of Eryss too. A vicious smile spreading across his lips beneath the hood of his robes as he devised a plan in which to teach Eridanus how it was best to show the elements the proper respect. It would be a painful lesson to be sure.]

[Eridanus]

Eridanus heard the sound of leaves being trampled on and he turned sharply, letting out a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar robes of the mage who initiated him yesterday. He seemed to have spotted Eri's virgin attempt at creating Res and the words of encouragement helped to bolster his apprehensiveness. The last few words by the mage seemed to be pretty out-of-character from his calm and measured self, and Eri could feel the gravity behind the words of caution. These were words forged by experience and shaped by pain, and not just mere words of caution, and he would do well to abide by them.

The ethaefal considered the mage's words and he thought about the elements. This matter weighed quite heavily on his mind throughout the day, and he constantly thought about what kind of element he could easily envision himself picking up. The pros and cons of which element should not factor into his consideration, and instead it should be the ease at which he could learn and utilize the element. No matter what he did, the first thing he could envision himself doing when creating res was creating a ball of flame. That piece of imagination just seemed so natural, and so part of him that it almost seemed normal that he could simply create fire from pure will.

And so he hardened his resolve, and addressed the hooded man, "Fire, Master Waldu. I feel the most affinity with fire."

The wizard raised his hand, allowing the moonlight to illuminate a portion of his arm that showed flesh horribly disfigured by temperatures enough to melt skin, causing a small part of Eri to shudder at the cost of power. This man had already walked the path before him, and the ethaefal grimly shelved away his warning and the sight of the consequences of not listening to it in his mind for reference should he stray in the future.

"How shall we proceed?" Eri asked. Though wary of the possible damage he might cause himself, he was still eager to learn more about this mysterious art of elemental crafting and knowledge was like a drug that he constantly craved to satisfy his innate curiosity. Fortunately, this time his eagerness was tempered by caution due to Eryss' wisdom and for that he was grateful to the man.

He might just seem suitable as a mentor in reimancy. Relatively speaking compared to other probably more paranoid and insane wizards.

[Eryss Waldu]

[Fire was the apple of Eryss’s eye. When Eridanus chose to learn that element the Mage was pleased. Indeed Eryss even believed that Fire was likely the easiest element to learn do to its nature but also the hardest to control for the same reasons which is why he had cautioned Eridanus and shown him the scars on his arm as an example of how things could go wrong quickly. Nodding his head when Eridanus appeared stalwart in his decision the Mage would smile thinly one more time, the expression hidden beneath the hood of his robe, and move closer to the Ethaefal so that he could offer him firsthand experience with his chosen element.] [Footsteps came quickly but Eryss only came just out of arms reach of Eridanus before stopping and answering the Ethaefal by saying...”You will watch me and then do likewise.”...that is how they would proceed. Most of what went on would be Eryss lecturing the Ethaefal on how do to go about things properly and the technique with which you should do so. There would actually be very little use on the part of Eryss himself who was present more as an instructor that could inform Eridanus on the do’s and don’ts of reimancy.] [Nonetheless actually experience was always beneficial which was why Eryss would show Eridanus his hand. Opening it and turning the palm up the Mage would wait briefly until a thin gaseous res began to rise from his flesh and pool inches above his hand. This res was not tangible, you could wave your hand through it just like smoke, and unless it was transmuted was relatively harmless however Eryss could transform it into many things such as fire, air and lightning or even the more solid element of earth. Imagine that; earth that was transmuted from gas but it was possible. Of course res could be created solid or liquid as well and transmuted to all the things mentioned just as easily. When it came to the creation of res it was all about preference and Eryss preferred gaseous res though he had been known to create liquid res on more than one occasion too.] [Pooling his res above his hand until it transformed into a sphere Eryss would let Eridanus take in how it hovered. Lower and then higher all according to what Eryss desired it to do. As res it was under his complete control but when it became an element that control was mostly lost; Eryss might be able to influence his creations to an extent but the elements commanded themselves. Looking beyond the small sphere of res that he had created Eryss would say...”Before you can create fire you must generate your res. It will take conscious effort at first but when you become skilled it may become an almost unconscious thing.”...there was a pause then before the Mage added...”Beware. If you create too much you will pay a steep price.”...though this is the only warning he would give Eridanus on overgiving. The Ethaefal had already seen Eryss arms which should have been example enough of what can happen.] [Tilting his head towards Eridanus the Mage would tell him...”You’ll need to create your res and fashion it into an orb like this.”...expecting that he would comply while also remarking...”You do not need to make it as large as mine. Any size will do seeing as how you are a novice.”...then Eryss went quiet and waited expectantly. Actually Eridanus didn’t even need to create a sphere like Eryss to make fire but the Mage thought this was the simplest way and it would also impart a useful talent on his ward that he could build on later. It didn’t matter how long it took either. Eryss expected that this could take several chimes before the Ethaefal was successful, truly, but the benefit they had was that time was on their side.] [Adding to what else he had told Eridanus he would also say...”Remember. Your res is under your control. Even a master of reimancy cannot influence the res that you create. Your control may be awkward at first but it will come.”...then he went quiet again though he also offered a bit of display of his own control. At his level Eryss could move and manipulate his res in numerous ways and at considerable distances. Right now he was content with levitating the sphere higher, as high as the tallest tree until it was out of sight, and then back down into his hand. Bobbing it several times so that Eridanus got the general idea.]

[Eridanus]

There an excitement starting to build up in the ethaefal's heart when Eryss began the lesson proper, easily forming a large sphere of res (or at least, large in comparison to Eri's) and mentally controlling it without effort. He nodded when the wizard did so, and then he raised his palm up, the moon illuminating the raw wounds - partially scabbed - that was on his palms as a result of the day before.

He had to quell the excitement in order to concentrate, and so he focused first on slowing his breathing. As he regulated his breathing to a relaxed one, he could feel his heartbeat following suit, and a wave of tranquility washed over the ethaefal as his meditative procedures took over unconsciously, his body understanding through countless meditative conditioning what he wanted to achieve physiologically.

He had to avoid any thoughts of what he could achieve with reimancy to maintain his calmness for there was no doubt that he would get excited again with fantasizing of the wonders he could create with proficiency in the art. Instead, he focused his mind on the present, stubbornly narrowing his mind and thought to the task at hand, thinking of nothing else so that he would be able to achieve his objective.

At least he had formed res already, and so he frowned as he stared at his palms. At the same time, he imagined a tidal current from within his body, from the tips of his toes. Slowly, the gradual current pushed from below, and as he firmly used this imagery to do so he could actually feel some sort of current within his astral body, though whether he did actually feel it or if it was merely psychological is up for debate.

As the current went up from his legs to his chest, gathering the djed as it did, he imagined it now flowing to his right hand, then his right palm. Staring at his right palm as if he could somehow stare the res out of his palms, he imagined himself looking through the flesh of his physical body and into the astral body of his soul, and he imagined where the djed lines were. From there, he tensed his palm slightly as he imagined pushing out the djed out from his soul from within and into the physical shell of his palm, then out of it.

There was a trickle of purest white leaking out of the wounds of his palms as he did so, and drops began to form as his wounds leaked out tiny bits of res. He continued pushing, and though it was mentally exhausting to do so he pushed until he felt a strain at his forehead - probably from frowning too much - and he stopped, though still maintaining a stable sort of focus on the res so that it would not disappear like it did earlier.

A tiny ball of res lay on his palm, and though anything that touched his raw wounds should hurt it, it did not and it actually felt mildly soothing and cold. His res was a tiny sphere maybe half an inch to an inch in diameter, brilliantly white and looking like a snowball, yet it was clearly gaseous as his wounds felt cool soothing air where the res lay.

The default form of his res was gaseous and spherical, and so he proceeded to following Eryss. He had no idea how it would work, but he assumed willpower would play a huge part in this. Staring at his res in deep concentration, he willed it to go higher, maybe levitate away from his palm at least.

Nothing happened.

He was unfazed, for he did not expect it to succeed on his first try. He urged it to go higher again, this time imagining a current from below blowing upwards, clearing his mind of all thoughts except the two words "go up", constantly repeating not only the words in his mind but the wordless concept, the intangible idea.

The ball wobbled as it began to levitate.

He continued to urge the ball higher, cheering the little gaseous bit of res on as if it was in a race, and he upped the imaginary wind that was blowing upwards.

C'mon, little guy! We can do this!

The ball wobbled further as it climbed jaggedly upwards, moving about an inch before it began to vibrate unsteadily.

Putting his focus away from the wind now, he quickly threw his entire attention on the res, willing it to stay in position. To be stable as a rock, unmoving and stable.

The ball stopped where it was.

Now he returned his concentration on pushing the ball up, and he would continue to exhaust his mental stamina on doing so until Eryss interrupted him for the next part of the lesson.

[Eryss Waldu]

[As a short time passed and Eridanus concentrated the Mage would quietly observe his progress until he sensed that the Ethaefal was progressing slowly. Nodding his head once as Eridanus produced the small, half inch, ball of gaseous res Eryss would wait for him to move onto the next step, which was exerting control over his creation, with a brief smile overtaking his features beneath the hood of the robes that he wore. Maybe, just perhaps, the Mage had felt an inkling of pride in the Ethaefal not because of what he had done, that was marginal at best, but rather because the intense concentration and desire to succeed seemed to remind Eryss of something, or someone, else. It was satisfying anyways.] [Watching still though Eryss would wait until he saw the small ball of res begin to levitate which was half the battle, as it were, in this lesson. Res control was at least as important as which element was being created seeing as how without control the element might lash backwards and attack the one responsible for making it inadvertently. With his own sphere of res still hovering inches above his hand Eryss would let Eridanus continue until it seemed as though he had pushed himself enough and then with a quick remark the Ethaefal would hear...”That’s enough Eridanus. Your control will increase the more you practice and the more proficient you become.”...then he’d give him a few minutes to catch his breath before moving further into the lesson.] [Next came the actual transmutation of the res into the element but not completely as Eryss would reveal to his student once they had begun. “Now we move into the more dangerous section of the lesson. Transmutation.”...the remark from Eryss was meant to alert Eridanus that while mistakes did happen there was no room for joviality at this time seeing as how one wrong step and improper control over what was happening could result in serious injury. Waiting for some show that Eridanus understood the Mage would then partition his concentration with the bulk of it turning to his own construct of res.] [Gazing at the sphere of res quietly the gaseous substance would instantaneously react to the will of Eryss. Igniting itself the entire outside of the sphere was soon wreathed in a blanket of flames that curled over its body yet the transformation was not entirely complete and Eryss still seemed to maintain an amount of control over the fire. Accomplishing this was done by only igniting the exterior of the res meaning that past the flames the gaseous res he’d made still existed and he was able to control the fireball via control of that interior res.] [Allowing Eridanus to see what was done, to absorb what he saw like a sponge, Eryss would cause the sphere, or fireball as it was becoming, to hover higher until it was feet away from his hand now though the heated radiance of the flames could still be felt over the short distance. Eridanus himself might even be touched by their glow. “You see. You must transmute the outer layer of your res first before changing the rest of it so that you maintain control.”...then there was a pause and the Mage breathed, he wasn’t tired though, before continuing...”If you transmute all of your res then your control will be nil. It’s important to maintain as much control as possible until you know how the element you’ve made will act.”...letting his head tilt to the side then it seemed that Eryss was waiting for some confirmation from him so that he knew that the Ethaefal understood.] [Whether or not Eridanus actually understood would only be revealed through action though. With the Fireball still under his control via its interior core of res Eryss would motion towards Eridanus with the hand it had been hovering over before removing it completely and returning it to his side. Physical cues were helpful, especially to a novice, and could aid in control but Eryss himself was fully capable of controlling his res with just his mind. Again Eryss instructed Eridanus this time telling him...”Now you try Eridanus. You wish to make fire so see it in your mind. Ignite your res as though you were sparking a match. Be careful not to transmute too much of your res though or you’ll lose control over the fire.”...that last bit was one of those subtle warnings seeing as how the results of this could vary though, maybe nothing would happen or Eridanus could injure himself.] [There was a moment as Eryss watched were he wondered whether or not Eridanus knew well enough to respect the kiss of fire yet but the Mage was sure he would learn respect for the element if he did not already have it. Novices tended to make mistakes and fire, unlike some of the other elements, tended to reminded them that this was more of a partnership than the relationship of slave and master; fire only served itself though it occasionally allowed you to believe otherwise for a time.]

[Eridanus]

OOCApologies for the super super super super late reply!

Eridanus stopped, feeling a mild sense of lethargy beginning to creep upon his wrists even as he manipulated the ball of res. His lack of experience with the particular brand of mental focus required forced him to dissipate the manifestation of his djed to avoid further straining his mind as he listened to the next part of the lesson.

Admittedly, it was easier to fully pay attention to Eryss' explanation and resulting demonstration without having to sustain a ball of res, as at his current stage he required most if not all of his mental strength to keep that tiny amount of res materialized. Upon the wizard's urging, he nodded, returning his attention to his palms.

Due to his previous action he had to resummon the res. Remembering the feeling of what it felt like, he began calling the raw energy within his body, imagining the astral streams like a coursing river. Directing the raging flow to his arms, he then imagined a tiny stream at the side leading to his palms where the ritualistic wounds were inflicted. Exhaling as he did so, a glistening pearl of pure white emerged from his palm.

The ethaefal breathed in again, pulling more resources from the larger river into the smaller stream, and he exhaled, each time adding to the bulk of the res until it formed a size similar to the previous attempt.

Next, he intensified his gaze on the res, willing it to explode. Willing it to turn into the fire that Eryss had so easily materialized. Moments passed with the Crimson Edge wizard observing patiently at his student, while the ethaefal stared silently at his res.

Nothing happened.

Annoyed, he mentally lashed out at the res in a split second of anger. It was a minor bout of annoyance, but suddenly the rest exploded in fire, the sudden crackle causing him to withdraw his hand in reflex thereby avoiding the resulting burn.

"What in the..." He exclaimed, startled by the backlash.

[Eryss Waldu]

[It was good Eridanus had to resummon the res. Practice made perfect after all. Eyes focused on the tiny pearl of res that the Ethaefal had created and examined it intently. Eryss had begun to believe that his pupil had the right idea even though he was still exerting himself to some degree. These lessons might be short to begin with only to lengthen as Eridanus unlocked more of his potential however that would take time and the afore mentioned practice. Despite what happened next when Eridanus felt a brief flash of anger it didn’t appear as though the Mage was entirely displeased.] [Shaking his head once Eryss would click his tongue as though he were considering something. The Fireball he had created continued to hover too. Its flames crackled, rolling over the surface of the sphere that had been created, as though they were alive. Briefly Eryss would glance towards his own fireball before allowing the res that he had used to create it to dissipate. With nothing left to fuel the fire the flames died as well and expended themselves in a small wash of fire that left nothing behind. Not an extravagant way to expend a fireball but sometimes necessary.] [When he’d remained quiet for long enough Eryss would have remarked...”Emotion. Your anger will serve you well but you need to control it. It’s best left out of the equation until you learn a finer grasp on the creation of the elements.”...referring to the annoyance that had caused Eridanus to mentally lash out and transmute his res uncontrollably which almost resulted in him being burnt. Reaching out Eryss would take his left sleeve in his right hand and fold it higher, just to the middle of the forearm, so that Eridanus could see the scars crossing over his flesh before adding...”If you’re not careful you might embrace the flames a little to thoroughly.”...it was a sentiment he seemed to say with affection. Even though Eryss had been burnt he genuinely had a connection with fire as an element. Everything he told Eridanus would hint to the Ethaefal that the Mage believed the element was alive after all.] [Breathing, his chest rising and falling but only barely, Eryss would eventually go on to say...”Try again.”...his expectation being that Eridanus would exert a little more control over what he was doing this time and be more successful which caused him to add...”You must be tiring but not to worry. Once you create and control the fire I have only one more task for you.”...which he wasn’t about to reveal until Eridanus was successful. Tilting his head to the side once again while he watched Eryss would concede that it was never simple in the beginning but it would be eventually. He remembered how hard he had to exert himself after his initiation but it became easier after every attempt and now it came to him almost effortlessly.] [Waiting. Eryss provided another example for Eridanus to follow. Lifting his right hand once more Eryss would rotate it until his palm faced upwards; then concentrating briefly he began to tangibly manifest his djed as the substance res. The Res Eryss created was thin and gaseous, his favorite form to create the substance in, with a slightly emerald hue composing it. As it rose from his palm the res would shape itself into a sphere once again though unlike the last time Eryss made more, feeding the sphere and building it, until it grew beyond the size of an apple or orange and expanded until it was comparable in dimension to a coconut. It hovered inches above the hand of the Mage, just like the last sphere, until he took it away.] [Mentally commanding the sphere Eryss would will its outer layer to ignite. The Sphere became a fireball then with its outer layer dancing with tongues of flame while its inner most core remained res, controllable by Eryss, unseen by the naked eye because of the inferno that danced across the surface of the sphere. “You see Eridanus the change is not an explosion of effects. It is a subtle transmission like a wave washing across the surf.”...he’d say then as though he’d found the perfect expression to describe what he wanted to do before continuing...”You can’t rush these things. Fire is its own master so think of this more as coaxing it to wash over what you make.”...really that might not have made any sense at first but Eryss was trying to point out the transmission should be as natural as possible. Even if Reimancy is essentially unnatural.] [The Fireball, its exterior completely awash in fire, hovered in the air. Levitating closer to Eridanus so that he could watch it until it was halfway between the Ethaefal and Eryss. At the moment it was relatively harmless but it occasionally a length of flame from its body would lick out as though it were reaching for something to latch onto hungrily.] OOCNo worries on the wait. Sorry if this post is a bit rough.

[Eridanus]

Eridanus eyed the fireball suspiciously as it came closer to him. The flames seemed to be trying to grasp at him, but fortunately the distance was still far enough for him to remain untouched. Taking Eryss' detailed instructions to heart, he reached out his hand again, his palms faced upwards as he pulled on the djed within his body yet again.

It was a strange feeling to do so, yet he was beginning to get more familiar with this process, and as he exhaled he pushed out the djed from his body, manifesting them as res as a glowing pure white substance formed above his unhealed wounds.

He thought about Eryss' analogy, and began to imagine the sphere as an onion instead, where it has several layers instead of being just one object. He focused his attention on the outermost layer, urging it to turn into blames.

He carefully made sure to avoid any thought of bursting into flames, instead using the wave analogy on the outermost layer of djed. Imagining a wave of energy slowly crashing against the beach front that was the outer layer of djed, he slowly excited the energies of the djed, mental wave by mental wave.

It was difficult to maintain his focus on sustaining the sphere of djed while only exciting the outer layer of it while keeping the inner layers unmolested, but he steeled his mind and did so, motivated by the reimancer's belief in his potential. He did not want to fail the wizard, and he did not want to fail himself as well.

Moments pass by silence as he mentally bombarded the outer layers of his metaphorical onion with energies when finally there was a soft crackle and little flames began forming. It was incomplete for the glow of djed could still be seen amidst the flames, but the exterior of the sphere of djed was beginning to get ignited, and that motivated him to continue urging on until the whole exterior was burning.

He thought about levitating the ball, and the sphere of flames did so accordingly, eliciting a chuckle of triumph from the ethaefal.

[Paragon]

Eridanus

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Reimancy	3
Meditation	2

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	The Elements of Reimancy
•	Fire Cannot be Controlled
•	Focus in Reimancy
•	Basic Transmutation

Eryss

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Teaching	1
Reimancy	1

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	A Past in Flames
•	Teaching Pyromancy

Legend Becomes Reality

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