He waited for Kage to exit the room and close the door before making his attempt at another healing spell.Â
With the door closed, he opened the notebook and flipped to a page he'd translated into a more comfortable language to work with. Described was the basic physic spell, but written in a way that a Garlean could even understand. Drawing upon some of the residual aether around him, he concentrated on the various formulas needed to rebuild the damaged tissue. A small burst of light later, he saw his result.Â
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More bleeding. Instead of rebuilding the damage AND closing the wound, he'd left out the step of patching the skin and was left with a very raw, very open wound, but in a better condition than before, if it were bandaged. He was about to give up, when he remembered one of Fhranz's tomes that had looks especially odd. The book had contained a small compartment and held a small white shard. He didn't care much for the tome himself, but the shard had been interesting enough. Absentmindedly, he pull his axe from the aether and affixed the shard to it. Perhaps not one of his best ideas, but the memories he had we correct, a soul crystal would work best with a tool the user had bonded with as a spiritual level. What else besides his axe could really fit that description?
Axe in one hand and translated tome in another, he tried the spell again, channeling aether to the axe. Perhaps not as expected, he didn't get another physick to work, but summoned a fairy instead. By her blue appearance, the fairy appeared to be in an Eos perspective. Did he read the wrong page when he had attempted to cast? The shock was enough to make him faint, bleeding leg and all. He slumped to the side of the couch, tome and axe wedged against him and the only thing keeping him from hitting the floor.
It would appear he was sleeping on the couch that night. ((to be continued elsewhere))
With the door closed, he opened the notebook and flipped to a page he'd translated into a more comfortable language to work with. Described was the basic physic spell, but written in a way that a Garlean could even understand. Drawing upon some of the residual aether around him, he concentrated on the various formulas needed to rebuild the damaged tissue. A small burst of light later, he saw his result.Â
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.
.
More bleeding. Instead of rebuilding the damage AND closing the wound, he'd left out the step of patching the skin and was left with a very raw, very open wound, but in a better condition than before, if it were bandaged. He was about to give up, when he remembered one of Fhranz's tomes that had looks especially odd. The book had contained a small compartment and held a small white shard. He didn't care much for the tome himself, but the shard had been interesting enough. Absentmindedly, he pull his axe from the aether and affixed the shard to it. Perhaps not one of his best ideas, but the memories he had we correct, a soul crystal would work best with a tool the user had bonded with as a spiritual level. What else besides his axe could really fit that description?
Axe in one hand and translated tome in another, he tried the spell again, channeling aether to the axe. Perhaps not as expected, he didn't get another physick to work, but summoned a fairy instead. By her blue appearance, the fairy appeared to be in an Eos perspective. Did he read the wrong page when he had attempted to cast? The shock was enough to make him faint, bleeding leg and all. He slumped to the side of the couch, tome and axe wedged against him and the only thing keeping him from hitting the floor.
It would appear he was sleeping on the couch that night. ((to be continued elsewhere))
