Making a concept of Air is easy for you. You reckon you spent more of the last few years in the air than on land, after all. You know air, in a way that most people never do.
[Muninn- Target: 10(+40)= 50Roll: 6SUCCESS]
[Concept {Air} Developed!]
Making the air itself isn't all that hard, either. You've been getting a good bit of practice making things recently, and it's all the same process. Admittedly, you weren't expecting to create a giant block of ice instead of breathable air, but you know it's not something you did. You can feel it. The mountain of ice covering your lands isn't full of blue light, like the water you made before.
No, this time the light's gray, and in constant motion.
When you touch the gray light, you can't help but smile. It smells of air- clean, sweet air, without even the slightest bit of pollution.
[You discovered the Gray Light!](The gray light, as already mentioned, is elemental air. It tends towards a state of chaos or motion, is aligned with gases and vapors, and exemplifies spiritual existence. It comes from all skies, but grows stronger the higher up you go.)
The gray light listens when you tell it to go somewhere, you find from inside your giant block of atmospheric ice, but wanders off the instant it gets there. Huh. Always knew the sky didn't know when to stop. Guess it doesn't know how, either.
Any suggestions?(You are currently stuck with ice instead of water, and ice instead of air. You could try and solve that trifling issue, or try for a spot of introspection. Or something else, if you've got a better plan.)
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
[Muninn- Target: 10(+40)= 50Roll: 6SUCCESS]
[Concept {Air} Developed!]
Making the air itself isn't all that hard, either. You've been getting a good bit of practice making things recently, and it's all the same process. Admittedly, you weren't expecting to create a giant block of ice instead of breathable air, but you know it's not something you did. You can feel it. The mountain of ice covering your lands isn't full of blue light, like the water you made before.
No, this time the light's gray, and in constant motion.
When you touch the gray light, you can't help but smile. It smells of air- clean, sweet air, without even the slightest bit of pollution.
[You discovered the Gray Light!](The gray light, as already mentioned, is elemental air. It tends towards a state of chaos or motion, is aligned with gases and vapors, and exemplifies spiritual existence. It comes from all skies, but grows stronger the higher up you go.)
The gray light listens when you tell it to go somewhere, you find from inside your giant block of atmospheric ice, but wanders off the instant it gets there. Huh. Always knew the sky didn't know when to stop. Guess it doesn't know how, either.
Any suggestions?(You are currently stuck with ice instead of water, and ice instead of air. You could try and solve that trifling issue, or try for a spot of introspection. Or something else, if you've got a better plan.)
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.