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[Sullin's Residence]From Mouth to Mind[Amelia Cross]

Postby Clyde Sullins on July 5th, 2013, 7:42 pm

10 Summer 513


It was still early in the day, and Clyde was once more waiting for Amelia to arrive. it was to be her second lesson since becoming his official apprentice, and signing the Oath to him.

Clyde sat silently in his lab, running his mind over what they should do. He had a bowl of water sitting out, but beyond that he was still considering. What should she do?

A few random ideas ran though him, but nothing seemed right. He would once more just have to wing it.

As before he would walk Amelia in once she arrived, and knocked for entry. After all, even know he kept the lab door locked, for safety reasons. Better safe than sorry, he reasoned.

Though perhaps such thoughts was normal for a mage. Or at least, necessary for a mage that lived for long.
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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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Please be aware Clyde is a master Magecrafter. He therefore should not be gaining full xp(or possibly shouldn't gain any at all) for simple tasks related to this magic, such as low level MC items, particularly for repetitions of creations he has done before. Feel free to contact me if unsure of a instance of his magic use compared to his skill level.
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Postby Amelia Cross on July 7th, 2013, 7:15 pm

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Once the girl awoke from her slumber, she got ready in a flash and left her current home. Yawning as she made her way through the small walkways of the city. She had gotten back to the city relatively late last evening, just a bell before midnight and the long, long trip with the ferry from the lakeshore to the docks was not exactly something that left you full of energy. As Amelia saw it, it drained out the last bit of energy you had in you.

Still, she was determined to not show any signs of tiredness when she was training. She had noticed that some of her habits that could be named as whimsical or childish, seemed to irritate him. Amelia had a good guess that Clyde wanted a more serious apprentice than her, but could the girl change her ways to fit his expectations? Or what she thought, that he wanted? Only time will tell…

After some time spent in a ravosal, Amelia had arrived at Clyde’s house. As usual, she let a small knock on the front door, despite the fact she knew that they were open. She didn’t wait, her hand just slid down to the handle and cracked it open. Slowly, but with determination she walked through the…living area? That was probably the purpose of it, but it had much less atmosphere in it than most hallways.

Finally, reaching the door to the lab, she knocked. Waiting for Clyde to open. She was still curios though, why did he leave the front door open, when he was locked inside of the lab? Didn’t make much sense to her.

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Postby Clyde Sullins on July 10th, 2013, 8:06 pm

As Clyde heard the knock at the door, he unlocked it, and allowed Amelia into his lab. Once she was inside, he would lock it once more.

Heading inside, he picked up the bowl he had held the water in during their previous session, and went over to the same wall as the writing desk, were a open barrel of water sat. He scooped up a bowlful, and set it next to the pedestal.

"Alright, first things first, I want you to Glyph yourself, your palms or whatever. Then I want you to exude some res, into a small barrier in front of you. Maybe torso sized. Just a thin wall."

As usual his desk had ink, quill, and parchment.

Clyde would wait until she had prepared the Glyphs, and the res wall, and would go over to the bowl of water, and toss its contents at Amelia, saying "Catch!"

Amelia would need to try to catch the oncoming splash of water using attraction. Any that she missed or failed to catch would splash across her front.
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Postby Amelia Cross on July 13th, 2013, 5:48 pm

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Amelia had begun thinking that this was already working into an unusual tradition, she enters his house…waits by the lab and without any words of acknowledgment lets her in, locks the door behind her and the only time, Clyde turns to her is to announce something. Sure, it was too early to state it as a ’tradition’, but she had a good guess it wouldn’t change as their student/teacher relationship progresses.

The challenge on its own didn’t seem to be that complex, at least not as complex as she expected. The girl walked over to the desk. She didn’t know what was the purpose of the wall, so she couldn’t think of any symbols that she would fell for, nothing came to mind. Somehow this didn't seem to become easier, maybe she should invest in a journal, and practice drawing symbols? maybe...

When she began drawing, holding the quill steady in her right, everything seemed to be brilliant. The lines weren’t shaky, they were smooth and the ink didn’t even seem to drip from where it was meant to be. So, the focus glyphe on her left palm came out as a steady symbol she would best describe as a feather. A highly stylized feather, but a feather none the less.

Now her right hand was a challenge, she had little to no experience in writing with her left and drawing a glyphe would not be the easiest thing of all. Still, she tried, first just lightly running the tip of the quill along her palm. Taking a deep breath and trying to not shake her hand too much, she slowly drew out the same symbols. Needless to say it wasn’t half as flowing as the one on her left, but it would have to do…right? Well, she hopped.

One way or the other, the glyphs were done and she started to extract her own res, well she would like to think it was a bit easier than before, but actually it was no different. She was still awkward with it and had no idea how to do it better. Anyone who had any sense of a person’s facial gestures could tell that she was struggling and that it was causing pain to her. No, it didn’t feel like the pain one would experience when having daggers pierce through their hands, but it was still not pleasant. Amelia would compare her to the weird and even unearthly sensation of having something important being drawn out of her by force. It made her body feel light, her arms feel lighter…but it caused pain.

Though the biggest struggle was her trying to change the chaotic form of her res, to a solid barrier. Emptying her mind once more, she managed to keep her focus on the res, thinking and stretching it out until it was thin and about the size of her torso, well, almost. It didn't seem to be steady or geometrically correct in any way. Yet, her teacher didn't say it had to be a certain shape. She was about to announce her finishing the task, but before she could do it.

SPLASH!

She barely had gotten enough time to react, before the water reached her barrier. Amelia wasn’t sure what Clyde had meant by his words ‘catch’ she didn’t think of it, her desire to not get wet was what was driving her towards attracting the water to her res. She actually did a pretty good job at it, only a small splash hit the top of her head. The rest of the water she had gathered in an unusual and a bit chaotic shape, and was holding it together with her res. Well, it wasn't pretty, but did the job.



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Postby Clyde Sullins on July 14th, 2013, 1:40 am

Clyde let out a sigh as he saw Amelia attract the splash of water, missing some. It was not the missing some that annoyed him, it was how she did it. No gestures. No incantations, just pure willpower. If this had been a battle, she would likely be dead right now. As before, it appeared he would need to keep at it until things were second nature.

If she had to make a conscious effort to remind herself to use these focus mechanism, then it would be a liability in a fight. Clyde had been doing it so long, he did not even need to think about it, the motions came naturally, molding and melding into his spell in a symbiotic fashion.

"Amelia, do you recall what I said last time about focusing? About what to use? I know we spent some time going over gestures and incantations. I expect you to use these every time you do a spell, from the simplest casting to the hardest spell. It can even aid in exuding res."

"But in conditions such as these, were you are rushed... In battle conditions were you do not have time to think but only to act... This action must be habit. So you will do it again and again till you get it right, and even when you do not need them to focus you enough to do it. Not because you will need it now, but because you will need it later. So pick one, and do it."


For Clyde exuding res was second nature to him, he did not even need to think. But for one newly initiated, each time was a struggle to externalize ones res.

He gave her a few moments, and then went back to the barrel of water, scooping up another bowl full. He would then turn back to her, take a few paces closer, and let out a breath.

He would hold up three fingers, slowly counting down, two, one, but he did not wait to drop the last finger, instead tossing the watery contents of the bowl at the moment the second finger dropped and Clyde still had a finger up.

This time he did not say catch, as he tossed the water at Amelia.
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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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Postby Amelia Cross on July 14th, 2013, 5:19 pm

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Once again Amelia was left a bit ashamed. She had completely forgotten about the gestures, she had that information in the top of her head. She was sure of it. But when she was so surprised by the water, her mind was also confused. If she could do it with just her willpower, then why the gestures or the chanting were needed? She felt clueless. With magic, it just didn’t seem to become more natural or simple, each answer gave more questions and most of them seemed silly, silly enough for the girl to not want to bother Clyde…

Amelia knew she had to choose one of them, make it her second nature…make it, a habit, like he said. Maybe it was her imagination, but it seemed like the actions without the use of them consumed more, drained her a bit more. She could already feel the small shape of water she didn’t let go while talking to Clyde began feeling heavy. He hadn’t told her to keep holding it, so as he turned to take more water, she let the one she was holding fall. It was hard to tell, was she exhausted or was it something else. She just let it go, trying her best to pull the remaining res back to her, but failing. That was not something she could do with willpower, now was it?

There wasn’t all that much of the water, so she didn’t feel all that bad for letting it slip. But she still muttered ”…sorry” He probably, didn’t hear her, it was more of a habit to ask for forgiveness to people that were ‘higher’ and when she had disappointed them one way or the other, or even when it was just in her head. One thing her mother had made clear was, asking for forgiveness is easier than asking for permission. Though, this man didn’t quite fall under the name as ‘typical’ so…she couldn’t know.

When he had come with the bowl to Amelia, she was sure he would tell her to execute some res, make the wall. But no, he stood there and lifted up tree fingers, still confused the girl was. Then they became just two and Amelia panicked, she had to guess! She cursed at herself and in an attempt to use gestures to extract her res, she quickly imagined her res, being like wind, it being drawn out of her and she even used gestures, but the way she moved her hands reminded more of a dance done by her hands, rather than a simple gesture. It still hurt her to pull out her res, it seemed to exhaust her, but she felt this being much easier.

Her res out, there was less than before, but it would have to do. The problem was, she had no time to react to the water. Her hand moved a bit more stiffly; still she tried to use the gestures. But everything happened too fast, she didn’t manage to properly build up the barrier, so despite her attempts that seemed to attract about a half of that…enemy water. A steady half was sent flying straight at her, soaking up into her clothes. ”just…doesn’t feel right” she thought, as she looked at one more, awkward shape that the little amount of water was trapped in. Maybe gestures just weren’t for her? She was the daughter of Rhaus…maybe she should sing? Or dance?


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Postby Clyde Sullins on July 16th, 2013, 1:49 pm

Clyde looked at Amelia, almost sensing the unspoken question in her.
"If you have a question, speak it. And as I said, you may not need them now, but you will later. Gestures and incantations help you to focus your magic. Perhaps they are not as needed when you have unlimited time, and are safe with no distractions, in a 'lab setting.'" He gestured about the room as he said lab.

"But you will not always use magic in a lab setting. And one of the tenets of magic, is power versus control. You gain one, at the expense of the other. You want a strong spell? It will be less easy to control. You want a spell done fast? It will be less easy to control. You want to be able to control every nuance of a spell, completely safely? You will need to either take a great deal of time, and do it slowly and carefully without any distraction, or make it much less powerful to what you can handle."

"This is when gestures and incantations will come to the front, as they will help you to focus. To ignore distractions somewhat and to focus on your djed work. Of course, learning to close off ones mind, through meditation, is also a good thing to learn, which you should. But when a fireball is racing at your head, or a man with a sword ready to stab you with a few feet of steel... Then tell me if those things will not be a saving grace, and possibly save your life. I train you for the worst case, not the lab setting, so that when that worst case comes, you might just survive."

Soon enough they were back into the thick of things, doing practical study, instead of lecturing on theory. Amelia prepared herself again, this time doing some odd motions that seemed forced. She caught even less water this time, than the time before.

"You cannot force it, that will only fail. The motion must work for you, work for your mind and body and will, just like how Glyphs work. Find what works for you, experiment, try new things, until one clicks."

"And remember, your res is a part of you, an extension of your will. Guide it, do not force it like a rock rolling up hill. Find the easiest solution to the problem, don't try anything fancy or because it looks good. Aesthetics are fine if you are a painter. But if you worry about them, about looking foolish with magic, you will only end up dead."

Clyde held out the palms of his hands, and quickly exuded out a trail of gaseous res from each. Unlike Amelia's exuding, his was fast, steady, and easily done. It billowed out until he had it concentrated in a rough ball shape, at which time he stopped. With a lazy twirl of his left hand by rotating his wrist it compressed into a smaller ball about the size of his fist. Perhaps a bit smaller than his own fist, once it was done swirling in upon itself and compressing.

He then swatted at the air with his middle and index finger held together, perhaps like he was tapping something unseen. As he did, the ball of res raced off in the same direction of his flick, right to the barrel of water. It attracted water as it dived in, and with a upward thrust of his palm the ball exited now encased in a paper thin layer of liquid, with more water were the ball of res was, mixing and intermingling. He now had a roughly fist sized ball of water, floating above the barrel.

"Alright, next I want you to try a ball shape of res, and to catch the water ball. Then toss it back at me."

Clyde would give Amelia the time she needed, and wait until she made some kind of motion or acknowledgement she was ready.

Then he would make a small twirling motion with his fingers, the water ball imitating. It would orbit around a point a few times, and then fly a foot at Amelia. HE would release the attraction at this point, and the ball of water would continue on at Amelia. With a 'come' gesture of his hand at himself, the ball of res now devoid of water would race back to hover in front of him.
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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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Postby Amelia Cross on July 16th, 2013, 8:41 pm

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A lab setting, that made Amelia feel as if she was a rat up for testing. But she had to agree with Clyde. Here, she had all the time of her life. Sure, she wouldn’t dare ask for more time than is needed, but she could stretch it if she wanted…and the only harm would be him disappointed in her for taking so long…or a bit of scolding and lecturing. And those were the worst options. In a battle…it would be a lot more dangerous. She’d have less time than she’d even think of having and that is what frightened her. Speed was never a characteristic she was friends with, she was not that good with her reaction and don’t get her started on just how much she hatted running and how often she would tip over her own feet.

While the idea of experimenting with bout gestures and incantations, it all made sense. Amelia was uncertain about how exactly it worked. She knew it in theory, but when it came to actual practice she was sort of was lost. For the most part, Clyde seemed to be like a dance instructor, yes, that was what it all broke down to. She understood what she had to do from his words, she understood the theory…but the moves were forced. She was afraid to let go, because she was afraid of doing the wrong thing. Yet her fright of making a fool of herself was what prevented her of doing better. She wasn’t looking for something that looked fancy, it would be time consuming, she wasn’t even trying to do it. She was trying to do what felt right, but she tried to do it as she thought it would be right….right? She was confusing even herself now.

”so…just like with glyphs…I’m the one that is giving each word or little move a meaning…right? In other words…there are no rules that are rock solid for the incantations or gestures…you are the one that gives meaning to each move or word. You can sing your heart out, jump around…as long as it feels right and works for you? Just like a simple dash of ink could be your glyph?” she sort of knew the answer to it, but she wanted to make sure.

She looked at Clyde and how he pulled though his own actions and gestures. When he did it, it all looked so easy. Just like when Amelia looked at her mother cook or do anything else, she did it with grace and everything was at the top results….while Amelia would break something, burn something or cut herself. All she was ever good for was singing and dancing...entertaining if you may. There for, it was no surprise she had decided that the next best thing to hand gestures, should be full body movements? Well, he wouldn’t scold her for trying….right?

The instructions seemed easy enough to follow. Amelia straightened her back, and toke a deep breath. Extracting her res, that was not a thing that came easily no matter how much she did it. Furthermore, the image of just how easily her mentor did it, haunted her mind as she placed her left leg behind her a whole step. She slowly pulled it towards herself, concentrating on the movement that came out smooth and light. No, this was not her imagination. She had really found something that helped her from start to end. The res came off her, and it felt like her hands weren’t even meant to be used, like she didn’t need them for this.

Continuing the motion with her left leg, she began drawing a circle with the tip of her foot, right in front of her. Her face showed clear signs of struggling, but as she drew the third circle, she had formed a ball, a solid and smooth ball, not that big in size, but approximately the same as the one her teacher held control over. Immediately she turned to Clyde and nodded a ‘yes’ with her head. Making it clear she was prepared.

Her eyes followed the ball, it came at her. It was the motion from her index and middle finger that controlled the ball of res. The movements were light and as Clyde released the water, Amelia didn’t really hesitate to move the ball towards the water, and upon contact her hand tensed, it was clearly seen on her fingers as they began to tremble. She didn’t think of the action it just seemed to come natural for her attempt in attraction.

`Success, semi success. Some water wasn’t attracted and it came crashing on her face. It wasn’t a lot, just a small splash so there was little worries of it. She shook her head. A bit unsure what was the cause of her not attracting it was though. There were seemingly a million reasons. Either way, she used a smooth, but short gesture from her left hands fingers in order to throw it towards Clyde. She followed the same pattern he did before, as she paid extra attention when he showed anything at all. So about the same distance the ball was from Amelia when he released his attraction, she did the same towards him. But when pulling the ball of her remaining res back, she pulled her fingers together in a lose fist ”like…that?” the voice of a nervous scholar. Not a lot of people have been lucky…or unlucky enough to see Amelia like this, actually, they were limited to Clyde and her father.


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Postby Clyde Sullins on July 16th, 2013, 9:29 pm

Clyde listened to her words, a question, possibly rhetorical and not needing and answer? he was a bit unsure, and so nodded, and answered anyways.

"Yes, the intent is the main thing. Just like with Glyphs. Incantations and gestures... The two are merely meant to focus ones mind, it is the action that is important not its contents."

For such a simple task, he did not really even need to do any gestures, though at her skill it might still require them. So he only did some very small basic gestures. When he was doing bigger spells, requiring more of his attention, he would use bigger ones. Most often using both arms in full, his hands, even how he held his staff.

"Now don't forget, you don't need new res each time you do magic. Res will last a time. And as long as it is not totally expended, such as in transmutation, it can still be used. Recollected, maneuvered, re-purposed, perhaps exuding a small bit to make up for what was spent or decayed."

Clyde let out a breath and slowly inhaled, as he watched Amelia make a new attempt at some new gestures. This time using her legs and feet more.

She managed this time to catch most of the water, but more importantly her gestures were becoming more seamless, more integrated.

"Better. And also don't forget about area of control. You can only control your res so far from you. And the farther away it gets and the closer to the edge of your range, the harder it will be to control. I no longer have a limit on my range, at least none that I have found, but you must keep your res close to you. Especially if you want to do anything hard or dextrous."

To show this fact, Clyde purposely caught the waterball in a good way, but one that would likely be outside of water Amelia could do. It had far to much turning, for her to do it the same as he did. If nothing else, she would need to do it much closer, perhaps even within inches of her.

He would thrust out his left palm, pushing forward his res. Then just as the ball of water met it, he would retrace his palms route and pull it straight back. The water would meet it, melding a bit with the gaseous res, as the pull back of his palm was a gesture for attraction and pulling. He then turned his hand on its side, and began to rotate it in a circular gesture.

As he did, the ball of water and res would begin to orbit around Clyde a few feet away, circling round and round him, as he made the gentle movement of his hand. It was at a more or less even turn radius. Then all at once he would right his hand, and thrust it at Amelia.

The ball of water would suddenly change direction, and shoot at Amelia. That would likely be the part that would be hardest for Amelia to imitate, if she could indeed do it at all. Such sudden changes in direction were tricky, and all but impossible for the most skilled of Reimancers. He would let the ball of water get to within a few feet of Amelia, at least a few body lengths away from him, and surely closer than Amelia would be able to send her own res without losing control, before releasing the attraction, and letting the ball of water fly at Amelia's chest, the ball of the res arcing off and returning to Clyde.

If she caught it this time, he would tell her to send it back. If she messed up at some point, he would tell her to go to the barrel, and gather another ball of res and then toss it at him.
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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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Postby Amelia Cross on July 17th, 2013, 7:57 am

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Re-using res, well, she knew it from the earlier classes. But she lost control over her previous res letting that part of herself disappear. Actually, not a pleasant thing to be aware of, especially at Amelia’s case, when every little bit of res came through pain…not killer pain, but still. So this time, she had made sure to pull back all of the res she could manage. It was clear some res was lost, as Amelia could see something in it…that reminded her of wholes you could find on old clothing. She had a good guess that Clyde will be asking her to do something more, so she pulled her leg back once more, and relatively slowly brought it back, pulling out more res in order to reshape the ball back. And as she did, she once again had a solid orb.

She did have enough time left to follow his actions, follow his ball of water. But Amelia’s mind didn’t register just how hard it would be for her to follow the same pattern. Saying she was overconfident wouldn’t be the case though, she just wanted to copy him, to be like him maybe? No, she just thought that she would learn more like that.

So when she saw the sudden change of direction the ball had, she instantly used her fingers to direct the ball of res towards it. Her fingers on bout hands tensing as her res hit the water. Still not perfect, a few drops managed to slip away from the ball, but not towards her, towards the ground. However, she was sure it’s not because she was getting better, she was just getting more and more concentrated on the task. That was what made the difference between now and the previous attempts.

Amelia brought the ball closer, using her index and middle finger as a guide for it to follow. In no time, the ball was pretty much just a palm away from Amelia’s face. She wasn’t sure how complicated it would be, so decided to pull it up closer to herself…not quite thinking along the possible mistakes she could make.

Guiding the orb, she had it mimic the motions of her fingers, doing small circles that were close enough to her, to almost touch her face. But the path the ball followed wasn’t smooth, it was somewhat forced and didn’t seem to be coming naturally. There Amelia dropped the idea of using her fingers and toke used her left hand, all the way to her elbow to do a circular motion. It felt better, more natural if you may. But it wasn’t as smooth as she’d like. ”Practice makes perfect” she thought as she decided to finally have the ball circle around her, not in front of her.

She had it all figured out, she repeated the same motion, just seemingly making a bigger circle. Everything was fine while she could see her orb, once it disappeared from her sight, it went off. She didn’t know how far the ball was or how it was acting. It all made her think too much of side things that didn’t matter. As a result the ball crashed into her neck, making the girl jerk away and lose her control over the orb. She could hear the remaining water come down with a splash. At a moment like this, she was grateful that her first affinity was water, not fire…

None the less, she regained her own cool quickly enough to manage and pull her remaining res back. It was a part of her, and she wouldn’t want it to vanish just like that. ”how can…someone control something they can’t see? Is it meditation? Concentration?” she was confused and curios to the end. Especially, knowing that Clyde’s magic didn’t seem to have any boundaries at all…making her wonder, what sort of magic did he know…well, no harm in asking. ”em…I know you use reimancy and glyphing…but what other disciplines do you..use? know?”


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