Level 1-1 Initiate
Summary: Creates a protective barrier against magikal effects.
Element: Earth
Requirements: Power symbol, Create a circle, expend magik energy..
Effect: Provides protection to those inside the sphere implied by the circle.
Duration: Until the caster leaves the circle, or the circle is broken.
Material: items used to create the circle must be from or on something clearly associated with elemental earth.
chant: (power chant)
Example Chat Log
RP Example:RP Example:
12/16/2012 @ Woods, remote
[10:01] Montwyte Blackrain traveled up the hill and into the brush until he found a place sufficiently remote and with a small clearing under the oaks where the ground was free of weeds.
[10:04] Montwyte Blackrain he paced a circle large enough for perhaps a small cart while he pulled out his power symbol from his collar, an iron medallion which he clenched while chanting.
[10:06] Montwyte Blackrain spoke aloud clearly, "Mare vim, hyu vith tir.......," repeating it was he withdrew a simple wand he'd made this morning from a holly bough.
[10:11] Montwyte Blackrain shook for a few seconds when he touched the wand to the earth, his senses slightly jolted by the release of some of his mana which had been gathered by the previous night's passionate recreations. He recalled the events to memory and traced the circle into the dirt with the wand, "mare vim hyu vith tir."
[10:14] Montwyte Blackrain when the black line of disturbed ground reconnected with it's starting point the area dimmed slightly and the protection circle was active. Montwyte sat within and began a long meditation on his arcane studies .
12/9/2012 @ Indian Folly during story telling social event:
[17:39] Montwyte Blackrain lingered pondering the early on mention of witches ,fey, and spells. He'd have to start making a list of all the casters who were daring to stick their toes into view. Where were the stocks, no dunking chair even, still just being the first in the open would bring down ill consequence. The loud ones were turning doing nothing into an advantage, it was without question that all mystics were lunatics and that the atmosphere would excite some into public displays. Leans to Angeline, "Indeed."
[18:06] Montwyte Blackrain paced while listening, in small parts over the quarter hour until the sum was a ring of boot prints around their spot. The intent being concealed as impatience. "Mare vim hyu vith tir...., whispered low
[18:50] Montwyte Blackrain dropped a glove and muttered, "If I'd have brought a cane, I wouldn't have to Bend to get it." The innocuous power word finished the rote and the circle of footfalls silently became a circular ward, ready to dismissively fling any wyrdness directed toward it into the void to be dispersed. Amusingly the romantics seemed to move away from it
, [19:22] Montwyte Blackrain toasted the tea cup toward Angeline and flippantly whispered "circle up." The tea quenched the first pain, he'd not prep'ed any solid components for a ward so it's tab was all landing on the sacrifice ticket and the bill was rolling. Thirst covered, he still had to content with a steady climb in hunger, discomfort, horniness, and general agitation. "Great tea."
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