Jennifer Jones
Stories
4
Chapters
1,292
Words
687.3 K
Comments
0
Reading
2 d, 9 h
-
Tala stood frozen in the street, staring at her father nearly a block away from her. In the dark of pre-dawn, under the clouds and the still falling snow, there was almost no chance that he could see her, yet. The man was clearly freezing, and he was just as clearly waiting for her. - Tala scoffed and shook her head. She was suddenly torn. She could simply stride past him into the family shop and ignore the man, but knowing him, if he had set his mind on She could just move him. She was easily…-
211 •
-
-
Tala ran through the wilds and read as the sun moved across the sky. Terry kept close and checked in on her fairly often, but he didn’t bother staying within sight most of the time. In the end, they came to the edge of the city’s defenses with the sun barely showing over the horizon. They stood on top of a particularly high rise and looked down upon Marliweather, the city of Tala’s birth. It covered so much more land than Bandfast, given that its mines were still operational. Within the ring…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala faced Mistress Ingrit and Master Coinin as they were projected into her perception through Alat’s efforts. The alternate interface could only hold the connection for a few minutes, so they needed to be efficient with their time. Even so, the man’s few words had already let Tala know that that wouldn’t be happening. “It is good to meet you, Master Coinin.” He smiled and nodded once. “Alright, brief and fast. I can do this. Did you notice anything different between this smiler and others…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala grit her teeth against the churning perspectives that washed through her as she clutched onto the forming fount. Even so, she knew what she needed to do, and she grew the white-steel across her entire body, carrying with it the void-magics that she was already using in the gloves. It took a As she held on, fighting to do what was supposed to be a simple task, the flickering worlds passed more and more rapidly. Tala couldn’t tell if she had caused the increase in pace, or if it was just a…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala contemplated the Mage in the valley below even as his own magics altered him, transforming him into a fount by unknown processes. Was it worth it? The price for magic? One answer came back quickly, as uncharitable as it was. She knew that wasn’t true even as she thought it. Mistress Odera, until quite recently, could have matched or beaten Tala, in almost every metric of magical skill, despite having a handicap in her level of advancement. No, becoming a fount was not a failure in effort. Some…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala calmly started down the correct side of the hill at a jog, completely sheathed in her metals. She let her speed increase, vaulting forward into a loping run, bounding from foot to foot with increasing power. Tala quickly passed the speed at which she would have built up magical resonance without the iron, and she only felt the barest amount of build up around her head and more so her waist. That made sense. As she looked closer, there was also a general resonance around her clothing as well. Her…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala stood on her dais within Kit, preparing to be reinscribed as Mistress Holly observed. She was also surrounded by a good handful of observation creations, which would be recording the whole process. Honestly, Tala didn’t mind the artifacts; Mistress Holly had requested permission earlier, after all. With nothing else for it, Tala held her arms out to the side and forcibly deactivated her toughening inscriptions. She set her mental framework for a through-the-mouth reinscription. She was The…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala grumbled even as she and Rane walked out of the arena. “It’s completely unfair that you don’t have to contest my aura in order to manipulate the kinetic energy when we clash.” Rane huffed a laugh. “How many times do I have to explain it to you? I alter the vectors while they are imparted. You’d have to overcome She grunted. He had told her dozens of times. She’d even managed to do it occasionally while they fought, but she still didn’t like it. “It’s still completely…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala felt like the next days passed in a blur as she continued with her slowly increasing training, spent time with friends, and allowed the researchers in and out of her sanctum every so often. The teleporter still didn’t work from within Kit, despite them trying a dozen variations, and they’d recently reached the end of their ideas. It wasn’t impossible, they were sure, but they needed to do more in depth research into the fundamentals of the process. Master Simon’s own work and study was now…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala left the Constructionist Guildhall having concluded her business for the day with Master Simon. While there was a lot swirling around in her head, she was rather curious about the last item that Master Simon had brought up. A dimensional storage, recovery artifact. In essence, if she died it would rocket the pouch to the closest human city. Most options wouldn’t take magical resonance into account, and thus, they would likely cause all sorts of frustrations for the city defenders for at least a…
-
211 •
-
- Previous 1 … 76 77 78 … 130 Next
