Okay, I think I'm ready for the next step. You float over to the empty riverbed, navigating by the faint silver glow of the bubble around the land.
Water.
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 90FAILURE]
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 48FAILURE]
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 21SUCCESS]
[Concept {Water} Developed!]
It takes you some time to get the totality of the concept down- three tries, actually. Your first try focuses too much on the freshness of the water. Your second is closer, but you fail to grasp the fullness of what you're trying to do.
On your third try, though, you manage it, and immediately exhaust the Will you've built up on creating water. First, the small pond at the end of the stream. Then, the stream itself- or at least the part of it you actually created. Water pours off the edge of your world for a few seconds after you finish, but you don't care. You're too busy examining the liquid you're creating, watching the silver light change, in the same curious way it did when you created the land.
This time, the new light looks blue to your senses. It smells of water- fitting, considering where it came from. You call some of the blue light to you; oddly enough, you get the sense that the light considers your command- thinks it over- before deciding to come to you. It's not aware, you can tell that much, but it is adaptable... and thought is a part of its nature. It is fluid, in more than one sense of the term.
[You discovered the Blue Light!](Blue light is the power of elemental water. It tends toward a state of fluidity (both adaptiveness and literal liquid), and exemplifies the mental aspects of existence. It comes from natural liquids, most notably any sufficiently large quantity of water.)
Once that's done, the rest of the water goes up and out, falling back down into the earth you'd created before. It seemed rather dry, before- you're hoping that this will clear that up. A trickle of Will remains; you spend it filling the tank back at the camp with fresh, clear drinking water.
By the time you finish, the ground is bone-dry again. A cloud of gas is floating over it- interestingly, when you touch it with your senses, it feels just like the missing water.
Looks like water acts mighty strange without air around. Guess I'll just make more of it later- that is, if it doesn't start behavin' once I've got some air in place.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
Water.
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 90FAILURE]
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 48FAILURE]
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 21SUCCESS]
[Concept {Water} Developed!]
It takes you some time to get the totality of the concept down- three tries, actually. Your first try focuses too much on the freshness of the water. Your second is closer, but you fail to grasp the fullness of what you're trying to do.
On your third try, though, you manage it, and immediately exhaust the Will you've built up on creating water. First, the small pond at the end of the stream. Then, the stream itself- or at least the part of it you actually created. Water pours off the edge of your world for a few seconds after you finish, but you don't care. You're too busy examining the liquid you're creating, watching the silver light change, in the same curious way it did when you created the land.
This time, the new light looks blue to your senses. It smells of water- fitting, considering where it came from. You call some of the blue light to you; oddly enough, you get the sense that the light considers your command- thinks it over- before deciding to come to you. It's not aware, you can tell that much, but it is adaptable... and thought is a part of its nature. It is fluid, in more than one sense of the term.
[You discovered the Blue Light!](Blue light is the power of elemental water. It tends toward a state of fluidity (both adaptiveness and literal liquid), and exemplifies the mental aspects of existence. It comes from natural liquids, most notably any sufficiently large quantity of water.)
Once that's done, the rest of the water goes up and out, falling back down into the earth you'd created before. It seemed rather dry, before- you're hoping that this will clear that up. A trickle of Will remains; you spend it filling the tank back at the camp with fresh, clear drinking water.
By the time you finish, the ground is bone-dry again. A cloud of gas is floating over it- interestingly, when you touch it with your senses, it feels just like the missing water.
Looks like water acts mighty strange without air around. Guess I'll just make more of it later- that is, if it doesn't start behavin' once I've got some air in place.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.