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What is a Wizard without his Wand?

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Luis was hard at work in his studies, writing down notes as he examined the homework given to him by his teacher, Ingrid. It was the first time in his life that he had been learning real magic, and was now at the point to where he could cast a few spells with his wand. Hopefully soon he would be able to do great things even without his focusing instrument.

Putting down his quill, the young wizard rubbed his eyes as he thought for a moment on what he was learning. It was fairly basic material, a lot of stuff on how a wizard taps into magical energy, and how best they could use that energy. Luis understood he needed to learn the basics if he was going to be a competent wizard, it was just difficult keeping patient when he knew there was so much amazing stuff out there. Ingrid had warned him rushing into things was a quick way to have an accident, something that could be especially bad when mixed with magic.

Taking a break from his work, he decided to try and draw out his mana once again. It felt good, like he was affirming he had the ability to do all kinds of amazing things, he just needed practice at it. Slowly inhaling and exhaling, the palm of his right hand began to glow with a red light, the magical energies being drawn out from his own being. Particles of red began to swirl upwards, like a small twister he could maintain with his will alone. Looking at it made him somewhat upset though, because in the red, he could still see the black lying there, growing every so slowly as it swirled within the magical vortex.

At first his teacher thought it had something to do with the negative relationship between himself and his father. Things had been difficult between the two since the death of his older brother Henry, but after a nasty confrontation with Lord Uldwar, Luis felt things were starting to mend. Even with their personal standing as father and son was improving, the darkness never left, meaning it had to come from something else. That unfortunately, was a mystery that was yet to be solved.

Closing his palm, he snuffed out the mana and tried to take his mind off of his problems. Brandishing his wand, he decided some movement drills would suit him well in regards to keeping his mind active. Every movement of the wand effected how well one could cast their spell, meaning it was imperative all moves were performed with precision. Twirls, flicks and motions of different geometric shapes were done as he tried to perfect his technique. He knew he had a destiny to be a great wizard, and wanted nothing more than to be a master of the arcane.

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Ingrid stood among a ring of stacks of books. She had been going through all of her texts, trying to find books that would work well for a beginner. She still had her old texts from when she started, having set them aside on a stack that was nearly as tall as she was. Considering Luis was fairly bookish, having something like these would keep his attention for awhile. Ingrid would stoop down, grabbing the bottom book and hefting the stack upward to carry them to Luis' room. The stack teetered and swayed while she carried them down the halls, passing maids and other servants who looks on in awe. Elves weren't really known for their inhuman strength but Ingrid had been trained like a juggernaut. Kalmuli had made sure she was an invincible wall.  

Once she was at Luis' room, she could sense him inside toying with his mana. 

The darkness had not left him. Of course, something like repairing damage to the mind and soul took time. Ingrid would balance the leaning tower of books in one hand, bringing her hand to knock on the young Lord's door. "Good morning Young Lord Luis...Could you open the door? I've got my hands full here."She called out in forewarning. 

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Running over to open the door, Luis helped Ingrid by clearing a space near his desk for the books to lay. Her ability to understand the way he knew how to learn was something he really appreciated about her, something professor Kultir didn't always understand. Looking over the spines of each book, he marveled at what the titles promised for each volume.

"Wow...this will keep me busy for weeks." A healthy hunger for knowledge was needed for one to become a successful wizard, especially if one wished to do magic correctly. The young lord wanted to dive into the tomes immediately, but didn't want to be rude towards his tutor.

"I've been practicing my wand motions just as you instructed, Lady Ingrid. It's been quite a workout for my wrist." He smiled, genuinely happy to see her and to be her student. Taking out his wand, he showed her a few of the moves she had taught him earlier. In an attempt at prestidigitation, the fledgling wizard made a small spectacle of sparks flying out of the tip of his wand. A simple trick, but one he was glad to accomplish at the very least.

"So what is the lesson for today? Are we learning any earth shattering incantations today? Opening portals into unknown dimensions or maybe binding dangerous demons to our will?" All of these things he wasn't nearly ready for, but the endless possibilities of what he could do made him smile. Life was finally beginning to open up for him, and he couldn't wait to explore every avenue that he could.

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Ingrid shuffled her way into Luis' room, inching toward his desk and dropping off the massive stack with a heavy thud. She reached up and moved some of them down a little lower into shorter stacks but if he was a voracious reader, it would take him no time to finish them all. She smiled. "These are all the introductory books from when I was at the Mage Academy. These are all the essentials."She said, picking up one buried in the middle of a stack and presenting it. A Beginner's Guide to Mana. "You'll be starting with this one first. I have numbered the spines of where you should start and where you should end. We'll be covering Mana in it's various forms as well as covering intent."

Ingrid would reach to her arm and roll up her sleeves. She would rummage in her pocket, finding a spot in Luis' room that was clean enough to place a small object down and back away. She spread out her hand toward it, moving aside. A chalkboard would start to grow from the side of an acorn to one that was a little taller than Ingrid was with it's own set of chalk pieces.  "Grab a clean note book and if you have them, colored pencils."She requested before she went over to the chalkboard and started drawing the shape of a human body on the board with some off shooting lines toward different parts of the body with symbols and labels. There was two, however, attached to the spot on the head with 'Dark' and 'Light'.

"All of those that you mentioned involve a certain intent. Intent is key when performing spells and incantations but also, understanding the connection in relation to your body."She explained, setting her chalk down and stepping aside to show her work. "An easy way to remember is that they go in the colors of the rainbow starting from the feet and going all the way to the top of the head."

 

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When instructed to retrieve a clean notebook and colored pencils, Luis had to dig for a while to find what he required. Organization wasn't his greatest skill, given the state of his room. It was difficult for him to have the motivation needed to keep his room clean, his own desires always focusing on his studies as a higher priorities. He wasn't necessary a slob, just in a near constant state of being busy with schoolwork.

Understanding mana and how one could use it was an interesting subject in his opinion. He felt that the more he understood mana, the more he could understand why his was so strange. As far as Luis knew, not many wizards had varying colors of mana within them like he did. With a little luck even, there's a chance to even reverse it and fix the damage that's been done.

"Does it take strong emotions to manipulate intent or do our everyday feelings take part in the equation?" It would certainly explain why so many wizards he had read about were always so stoic and mysterious. To have your power dictated by your emotions could certainly be dangerous, especially as you grew more powerful. Luis silently prayed to Gaia such a thing wouldn't happen to him, though there was a funny itch at the back of his neck when he thought about stuff like that.

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Ingrid nodded. "It is a little bit of both."She said while she turned to the chalkboard and drew two circles and arrows that cycled between the two. One was labeled emotion and the other, magic. "Strong emotions can cause you to lose the original intent of the spell and the more mana you feed into it, the likelihood it will backfire. For example, you want to perform a spell that a simple earth spike."

Ingrid would reach into her pocket and remove a stone she had stored there. One of her some Camille's beach finds. The stone would warp and take shape of a simple spike in her palm. "Emotions attached to earth elements rely on strength and stability. Keeping those emotions in check can allow you to control the shape of the earth around you...however if you were to lose that."She said, refocusing on the stone. Ingrid's breathing would quicken and Luis would be able to see the influx of red mana from her feet to her hand as she started to look more in distress. 

A simple spike started to warp and soon burst outward into a ball of spikes that nearly punctured her hand had she not calmed herself down. Her breathing slowed and she was calm again. "Losing your grounding...and your sense of self can cause you to lose control easily. One ground spike can turn into a fortress. You can even lose enough control that it would backfire and hit you."She said, her other hand coming over the stone and smoothing it out with a little more mana so it was a round stone again. "Daily meditation and affirmations can help with giving you a place where you feel safe but also, to understand yourself better. We'll be doing that today as well at the end of our lesson."

The elf would put the stone on Luis' desk. "Luckily though meditation doesn't have to be done sitting down in one place. You can walk around the manor, looking down at your feet and focusing on how you walk. It can be done cleaning your room as you focus on arranging your things like arranging thoughts. It's an every day practice."She explained. "Turn to page five. We'll be covering just the red mana today."

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Listening intently to what was being told to him, Luis felt he was beginning to understand what Ingrid was teaching him. With his mind absorbing the knowledge, his hands worked quickly to record the notes that he felt were needed to remember the lesson.  After just a couple of minutes he had already copied down some organized notes along with a replica of the diagram Ingrid drew on the chalkboard.

There was a lot to think about, and Luis felt that maybe the use of meditation and such would allow him to help repair the damage to his mana. Once more the itch came back to him, so his hand went behind his neck while he asked his next question. "Is there a preferred method for wizards to meditate?"

As far as he knew Luis had never really meditated much in his life. Things could sometimes get loud here in the Keep, with all the planning, the busy staff and even his own siblings wanting his attention. Sometimes Luis wished he could be like the famous wizards of old who had whole towers to themselves, where no one could bother them or face some horrible fate. Already he could see himself turning his half brother into a little toad for trying to go into his room without permission. Sorry Eric, but MY tower has a strict no warts policy to it.

Too late did he realize his daydreams were making him laugh out loud, something professor Kultir would have reprimanded him for greatly if he caught him. "Sorry, Lady Ingrid" he said while looking down in shame "I was just thinking of something funny and didn't realize..."

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Ingrid looked on as she watched Luis take his notes. She was thorough in explaining it but putting it into practice was different. Knowing your mana was like being able to know yourself from the inside out. "Usually just somewhere quiet and dark. The dark allows for less distraction. For me, I draw the curtains close and lock the door. Sometimes I wrap something warm about me. Opal will join me because syncing with her is a way of storing extra mana for casting large spells."She explained going back to the chalkboard and drawing a wide circle around the body she drew before. 

"Meditation also helps you form a shield around you. There are magics that can invade your mind and warps your thinking."She said, tapping her chalk on the board. "It also allows you to hone your magic and direct it more accurately."

Ingrid went back to the board before she stopped and turned when he started to laugh. She tilted her head, a little confused about what would be so funny. "It's okay to laugh...but remember, that thought may backfire on you. Evil thoughts can cause an adverse reaction. A candle flame can turn into an explosion. A pebble fall into an avalanche. Remember intention."She explained, reaching up and flipping the board around to the blank side. She would draw a new chart but each side would have one word.

On the left, 'Strengths'. On the right, 'Insecurities'. 

"With Red mana you have to keep in mind that you must be strong. Not strong in the sense physically, but knowing where you are strongest. For example, when you stood up to your father. You found a strength inside of you. A sense of justice. That itself is an immense strength."She said, writing 'justice' on the strength side. "What do you think would be the opposite of that?"

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With the new diagrams in place, Luis worked quickly to copy it down to his own notes, thinking about the question asked of him. Ironically it was his father who taught him a strong sense of justice, as he always acted honorably and fairly in times of combat and statesmanship. Even in all the times he was putting too much pressure on his children to succeed, Luis felt he would never cross certain lines. It was always strange how much a father could influence his children in even their worst moments.

All things had their opposites however, and Luis had a feeling he knew what it was to him. "Vengeance." The word felt cold on his lips, the same feeling one gets when exhaling in cold weather. "That's the opposite of justice. They're the same action, but they're influenced by the intention behind that action."

Vengeance was on his mind when he first wanted to become a wizard. Luis wanted to use the power he acquired to make his father pay for the way he treated him. So many days were spent stewing in his own self loathing and jealousy, it felt like a festering wound in his heart. Even now it was difficult to let go of that pain, to try and even get past it was a monumental task in itself. Life could be pretty unfair that way, the way it left scars on you.

"What if I'm not strong enough to keep the darkness away? History tells of incredible wizards who fell into evil ways, some even threatening all of Terrenus after a while..." The sheer weight of this responsibility felt like it could crush him at any time, and that was just if he turned out to be a talented wizard. Having all these fears just to learn you were a hack felt worse than becoming a villain.

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Ingrid nodded but instead of adding to insecurities, she made a third column and added 'polarity' to it and added vengeance to it. She turned back around. "That can be a negative affect. A negative intention."She said, but redirected and pointed to the section labeled 'insecurities.' Ingrid would tap the board again. "In this case, I'm talking about issues such as what can hold you back."She elaborated a bit further. "What is something that would bother you that would make you feel weak instead of strong? If vengeance is a form of negative strength, it makes sense that something that would be weaker than justice and vengeance would stop you from being able to focus red mana."

Ingrid would pause and go collect the stone again. This time, she held it in her palm and looked at it with a neutral expression riddled on her face. It was incredibly awkward to feel like she wasn't strong in a situation. Something that she didn't want to show a student yet but it was an important lesson. "Weakness can be an insecurity of strength...You'll come across situations in your life that make you feel incredibly weak. It could be when your father yells at you or when you thought you could overcome something easily."

She looked down at the stone and slowly the red mana that bad been around it started to retreat away into her and the rock went from solid stone to soil in her hands. "For me, it's not being able to protect Camille...or being beaten so easily it was like child's play to someone else."She said, turning her hand over and the soil dumped from her palm to the floor. "Understanding your weaknesses, you can learn to counter them and turn them into a strength. "

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Luis listened carefully to what she was saying, trying to understand the wisdom she was trying to impart on him. Plenty of things made him feel weak, just being so young already made him feel like he couldn't do anything. Personally he really didn't want to be so weak all the time, but he was still at the bottom of the ladder in terms of even magical strength.

It was times like these he honestly felt glad that he was born of nobility. At least behind these walls he could stay safe from people laughing at him for how small he was or how weak. Here in the Keep no one could make fun of him, or else he would just have them sent away or punished for their actions. For the moment he didn't have much in terms of magical power, but he still had authority given to him by his name. Luis knew it was a crutch, but at the moment it was all he had.

"Would it be all right if I tried a spell? It would help for me to try and put this into practice if at all possible." His request was partly motivated by a want to actually try out what she was teaching him, the other was because he wanted to impress her. Luis had made it somewhat his mission to impress Ingrid with his skills, as a means of showing his worthiness of her teachings. If he could show that he was advancing quickly enough, he might just be able to convince her to help him open that one chained up book he was curious about.

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Ingrid was waiting for an answer but perhaps he had one he didn't want to share yet. Something he was ashamed of that showing in front of his teacher would embarrass him. Understanding, she would leave the spot blank on the chalkboard. She would raise her hand up, the soil from the collapsed stone collecting and reforming into her hand as the same stone she had shown earlier. Ingrid would bring it to him, presenting it. "Of course. Don't get frustrated if it doesn't work out right away...there's a very basic spell in that book I want you to practice with."She said, reciting it herself. "Terra, ut forma..."

Ingrid's incantation changed the form of the rock into a new simple shape, changing it from a round stone to a solid cube. "I want you to make three shapes: A star. A cube and a cylinder."She  requested. "Those are very basic shapes you'll use commonly with earth spells."

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After looking up the spell and all that was required for it, Luis would give it his best shot at completing the challenge. Keeping his thoughts on being strong, he tried first the star shape. "Terra, ut forma star!" There was a small delay, then the stone began to shift until it became something that looked like a star. He felt frustrated, but wasn't going to give up so easily. "Next one will be better, I promise."

Once again he tried to visualize himself being strong, not just in physical terms, but in his heart as well. Looking through that memory was difficult, because there was a lot of bad that happened during then as well, including his father almost dying. That made him remember remember the time Henry died, and it nearly crushed his spirits completely. "Terra, ut forma cube!" Magic sprang from his wand straight into the rock, but the cube looked more deflated and ungainly than the star.

"Just one last chance, I can do it." Frustration was starting to set in, his feelings harder to control as he started feeling embarrassed at his failures. He was supposed to be this great, legendary wizard, but he couldn't even turn a rock into a different shape.

"Terra, ut forma cylinder!" His head was awash with emotions, but instead of feeling strong, he felt like he just wanted the rock to disappear completely. It was because of how fickle this rock was that he couldn't get it to change shapes, making him look the fool in front of Ingrid. If the rock would only just vanish, he wouldn't have to keep doing this lesson anymore and be allowed to hide under his covers so he could sulk. When the spell went off, the rock seemed to shift into a multitude of shapes, like a piece of clay being roughly handled by a novice.

"What the-" the back of his neck itched once again, his hand instinctively went to scratch it, and suddenly the rock was flying through the air. One of it's transformations had caused it to spring forwards to the young magicians face, right towards his right eye. Nothing would be particularly wrong if he were hit by a smooth end, but it seemed the transformation, a jagged, barbed spike, was revolving to a point to where his eye was about to be pierced by the stone object.

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Ingrid watched him carefully, her arm's crossed. His attempts were very close. Sometimes it took a little bit more effort and time to get it but just the same, if he was able to cast the spell he was good. Most couldn't even get the rock to change on the first try. The Star needed work, the cube was a bit off but close...but the cylinder she noticed something. Ingrid however, felt something from him that put her on her guard. "Luis, you have t--Look out!"She said, her body and arm moving quickly. She put her palm against his face, pushing his head backwards and taking the brunt of it in her hand. 

The spike wouldn't go deep but it was enough to puncture her. Her hand moved quickly away and she turned herself so Luis didn't have to see it. "Ah hah...you have to be careful."She said, hiding her hand and pulling the spike out with a grunt, tucking it into her pocket. "Sit, sit..."She said, chuckling. "Let's examined what happened, shall we? What were the thoughts you were having when you were making the shapes?"

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Reeling from the experience of almost losing an eye, Luis took a few moments to regain his composure. "I...I tried holding onto the memory of me being brave in front of my father, then it went all wrong." He told her of how the memories shifted, and how his neck started to itch all of a sudden. "It only happens when I think about the darkness in my mana, or about all the terrible things that have happened to my family."

Deep within his spirit, the darkness that dwelt there became more active, growing in power and influence. For now it was foiled, but like it predator it knew how to wait, watch, and strike again.

"I'm really sorry, Lady Ingrid. All I wanted to do was impress you, and it just made me screw everything up." He sighed, putting his face in his hands. The possibility of failure was a deep flaw that could completely cripple him if it got too bad. Like the other Uldwar children, Luis had a deep desire to win, but that desire turned poisonous when faced with defeat.

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