It was time for some more training for Zadi Medmar the Black and Orange magician from Balbadd! He was making his way over to the area where he helped Syma grow up not too long ago. In fact, it was just one week ago, or something like that. Maybe just a few days or hours ago. All the same, Zadi was head towards the past location of the third dungeon, Vassago! Though for now, Zadi has no idea what the dungeon number was. For him, it is the Temple that felt like the Tower, but completely different on the inside, hahaha! And seeing as the Tower was called a dungeon recently, Zadi just knew that the Temple was known as a dungeon as well. Now that that was established, is was time to train hard. And I mean HARD! Zadi would have to combine magic elements in order to achieve a greater and more stable power that can hit many things at the same time whole also being able to change the direction of what was being shot out by the new combination magic. Now, what would this new magic be called and should Zadi embrace the language of the ancients and call the spell something strange? Well, all that and more shall be found out later as Zadi tries to capture the power of light and strength magic at the same time!
Now then, Zadi eventually made it to the area where he could meditate far enough away from the hole the dungeon made when it disappeared so that he wouldn’t fall back in, hahaha! So yeah, like usual, just observing the Rukh of the area and seeing what he could do to combine this and that and everything else. Zadi settled in his little place while Syma wrapped around the Gawking Heron staff, holding it in place while also meditating in some way. Probably just to clear her mind of ill thoughts like eating random little animals. Not that Syma wasn’t allowed to, but she was feed plenty by Zadi, hahaha! She had to be after all. She is a BIG girl now that she molted! All the same though, Zadi started to meditate and feel the Rukh around him. He didn’t want to say anything right now, but rather later. He would scream or shout to the Rukh…since Syma was right next to him. He wouldn’t even open his eyes for a sand storm…obviously. Zadi Medmar would only feel the Rukh flow around the whole of his sight, unable to touch or control any of the Rukh…just feel.
Alright, so Zadi concentrated on the Rukh of Light and the Rukh of Strength. The 3rd Magic type Light and the 7th Magic type Strength. Orange and Black. Yeah, strange numbers alright. Not divisible by anything but 1 and themselves. Their colors clash with almost everything, even themselves, hahaha! Zadi focused on trying to combine the two magics into one new magic type. The name would be tough to come up with, and the actual process would be harder to come up with. Life can be tough. Actually, living is always tough. There is never enough power to help yourself with anything! The more power you get, the more power is discovered. Oh well. Zadi would do his best all the same. For the time being, he needed to get that large monster and eventually find out the name of the creature…a Djinn’s name is very important. Zadi sat down, crisscrossed, arms in a strange position as usual, and hummed a little. Syma had already closed her eyes and was listening to the humming of her tamer, the soothing melody of the Black Magician that had saved her from being slaughtered and skinned.
“Well, time to stop humming. I should probably call out to the Rukh for some guidance. Maybe Vassago knows a thing or two? Na! She only knows Law and Order, not like she knows how to combine things together, hahaha! No offense Vassago. Hope none is taken. I need more friends…I can’t just keep talking to myself all the time. Rukh! Help me get more friends- I mean help me combine some magics, please? No? Not even YOU all will guide me!? Is it cause I have this thing with the mark on it? I have been feeling a little distant from the Rukh lately. Maybe it is Vassago’s fault? No offense…sort of. Just cause I say that doesn’t make my statement less offensive, does it? Sorry, still getting used to you being right next to me all the time, hahaha! Hey, you COULD talk back once in a while, couldn’t you? Fine, still talking to myself then…hmph. Oh well, time to combine some magic types that have absolutely nothing in common, hahaha! Man, life can be tough…”
Zadi sat still for a while, still just humming like a monk in training or prayer. Whichever one makes more sense. Zadi just couldn’t connect to the Rukh like he used to. It might have been that Vassago was pulling in all the Rukh that Zadi needed help from. Not specifically any sort of Rukh, but Rukh in general. Still though, what are Vassago’s true powers? Law and Order? Zadi still doesn’t understand the meaning of such things. After all, he wasn’t the biggest fan of both Law and Order, though without either which one of those things, life would be chaotic and unorganized with crime everywhere. Morals would be thrown aside and streets would be filled with panic and terror! Oh well, Zadi would get used to the idea of Law and Order as a theme, so to speak. Zadi just listened to what the Rukh had to say so that he would eventually be able to understand how to properly combine magics and make something really awesome such as lasers or beams or lasers! Yeah, lasers sounded really awesome. But anyone with Light magic could do that, hahaha! How about something different? Something like concentrated lasers? Perhaps, but maybe something more so that Strength Magic could fit in…
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Now then, Zadi eventually made it to the area where he could meditate far enough away from the hole the dungeon made when it disappeared so that he wouldn’t fall back in, hahaha! So yeah, like usual, just observing the Rukh of the area and seeing what he could do to combine this and that and everything else. Zadi settled in his little place while Syma wrapped around the Gawking Heron staff, holding it in place while also meditating in some way. Probably just to clear her mind of ill thoughts like eating random little animals. Not that Syma wasn’t allowed to, but she was feed plenty by Zadi, hahaha! She had to be after all. She is a BIG girl now that she molted! All the same though, Zadi started to meditate and feel the Rukh around him. He didn’t want to say anything right now, but rather later. He would scream or shout to the Rukh…since Syma was right next to him. He wouldn’t even open his eyes for a sand storm…obviously. Zadi Medmar would only feel the Rukh flow around the whole of his sight, unable to touch or control any of the Rukh…just feel.
Alright, so Zadi concentrated on the Rukh of Light and the Rukh of Strength. The 3rd Magic type Light and the 7th Magic type Strength. Orange and Black. Yeah, strange numbers alright. Not divisible by anything but 1 and themselves. Their colors clash with almost everything, even themselves, hahaha! Zadi focused on trying to combine the two magics into one new magic type. The name would be tough to come up with, and the actual process would be harder to come up with. Life can be tough. Actually, living is always tough. There is never enough power to help yourself with anything! The more power you get, the more power is discovered. Oh well. Zadi would do his best all the same. For the time being, he needed to get that large monster and eventually find out the name of the creature…a Djinn’s name is very important. Zadi sat down, crisscrossed, arms in a strange position as usual, and hummed a little. Syma had already closed her eyes and was listening to the humming of her tamer, the soothing melody of the Black Magician that had saved her from being slaughtered and skinned.
“Well, time to stop humming. I should probably call out to the Rukh for some guidance. Maybe Vassago knows a thing or two? Na! She only knows Law and Order, not like she knows how to combine things together, hahaha! No offense Vassago. Hope none is taken. I need more friends…I can’t just keep talking to myself all the time. Rukh! Help me get more friends- I mean help me combine some magics, please? No? Not even YOU all will guide me!? Is it cause I have this thing with the mark on it? I have been feeling a little distant from the Rukh lately. Maybe it is Vassago’s fault? No offense…sort of. Just cause I say that doesn’t make my statement less offensive, does it? Sorry, still getting used to you being right next to me all the time, hahaha! Hey, you COULD talk back once in a while, couldn’t you? Fine, still talking to myself then…hmph. Oh well, time to combine some magic types that have absolutely nothing in common, hahaha! Man, life can be tough…”
Zadi sat still for a while, still just humming like a monk in training or prayer. Whichever one makes more sense. Zadi just couldn’t connect to the Rukh like he used to. It might have been that Vassago was pulling in all the Rukh that Zadi needed help from. Not specifically any sort of Rukh, but Rukh in general. Still though, what are Vassago’s true powers? Law and Order? Zadi still doesn’t understand the meaning of such things. After all, he wasn’t the biggest fan of both Law and Order, though without either which one of those things, life would be chaotic and unorganized with crime everywhere. Morals would be thrown aside and streets would be filled with panic and terror! Oh well, Zadi would get used to the idea of Law and Order as a theme, so to speak. Zadi just listened to what the Rukh had to say so that he would eventually be able to understand how to properly combine magics and make something really awesome such as lasers or beams or lasers! Yeah, lasers sounded really awesome. But anyone with Light magic could do that, hahaha! How about something different? Something like concentrated lasers? Perhaps, but maybe something more so that Strength Magic could fit in…
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