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Glimmeria the land that shimmers
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The sun was shining, which was good.  It reminded Qualeh of home, despite the significantly higher humidity.  He shook his head, no time to lollygag, he had practice to do.  A wave of his hand left a trail of smoke.  The mist tried to condense into insects, as it normally did, but that was not the point of the exercise.  Qualeh swept his hand back through, disrupting the forming swarm, and thickening the smoke.  He swept his hand perpendicular to the cloud, and grasped the forming entity in in.

It was still fluid and chaotic, as the smoke couldn't flow into its normal form.  He murmured the word 'snake' to himself repeatedly, and imparted the image of a serpent from his mind onto the smoke, trying his best to shape it into that form.  The fluidity of the entity snapped to solid, and the surrounding smoke coalesced onto the summoned creature, and left Qualeh holding a matte-black version of the snake he had tried to bring into being.  

The snake looked at him, and flicked a translucent green tongue in his general direction.  Qualeh slowly set the snake down and backed away.  The snake followed him, and coiled near his feet.  Starting to think that the whole exercise was a bad idea, he glanced at the snake, and dismissed it, resulting in a small plume of smoke.
The assignment was, in theory, insultingly easy.  Use magic in a manner that makes everyday life easier, and in a manner that isn't in any violation of school or national laws.  Qualeh overheard some of the other students complaining about it being a waste of time, but he was worried.  Most of his abilities were prone to cause most situations to become worse.  

Becoming smoke would make most things hard, as he couldn't interact with anything.  Breathing a cloud of noxious smoke would, obviously, result in a cloud of noxious smoke.  His only real hope would be summoning a swarm, which had its own set of flaws.  

He could only direct the swarms loosely, and the swarms had a tendency to be highly venomous.  regardless, he figured that he could do something with it, and perhaps even gain some more proficiency with it... and some skill with making the insects (or, on a good day, snakes) non-venomous.

Tossing his meager school supplies in his backpack, he shoved his hands in his pockets, and headed over to the lake for some privacy.  The private corner he found was in the northeastern corner of the park, and was sitting behind a shrub.  A wave of his hand released a wake of smoke, which consolidated into a small cloud of insects.  They buzzed around in a chaotic dance, and Qualeh gulped, not being terribly thrilled about the idea of them causing trouble, which they were apt to do, especially in his defense.

The insects buzzed angrily, and swirled around him in tight loops, in patterns reminiscent of chainmail, but were far to close for comfort, so Qualeh swiped at the insects in front of him, they scattered, and landed on the ground in front of him, quickly joined by the rest of the swarm, forming a small, but thick, blanket of shiny black lumps on the emerald grass.  Qualeh took a moment to regain his calm, and attempted to focus on the swarm.

The swarm responded immediately and explosively.  Qualeh's attempt had been to have the insects for a ring around him, but the result had the insects fly out in most directions, several of which even rammed him, and were swarmed by the rest, creating small balls of intense, aggressive clicking and scratching on and around him, resulting in small puffs of smoke from each, as the insects were destroyed.  Qualeh had been to stunned to react, and attempted to disrupt the swarm, Dismissing the insects and stopping any potential harm they might cause.  The insects reacted properly, and disintegrated into smoke.

Better luck next time, he sighed to himself, and headed back to the dorm
Weaving Smoke
In which Qualeh has a swarm of insects backfires on him.
The weaponcrafting shop had a unique smell, metallic with a hint of acid, and some aromatic herbs mingled with the incense that tried its hardest to combat the warring odors of alchemy, forging, and enchanting that permeated every crack of the room.  In the center of the room was an ingenious combination of dispenser and smelter, the student would need only state the material and quantity, and it would be poured from one of the ports into whatever mold the student had prepared.  Drains were also present below these ports to catch and recycle the inevitable spills from the inevitable student that was too slow, too overeager, or two generous with their materials request.  

The workbenches the students used for their craft were solid, specially treated stone designed to be harder than steel, and less reactive than glass, and tilted slightly so that any spills would drain off without any significant trouble.  

Bent over one of these work stations was Qualeh, He was nearing the completion of his first weapon, a dagger.  He had treated the iron with a mixture of Oak leaf, Oxeye daisy, and Dahlia. He had wrapped the handle with a layer of leather and then a second layer of softer yarn. The pommel had a peridot set in it, and the blade was a cone that tapered to a needle point.  

He was working on the final enchantment, something to make certain that the dagger would remain sharp and readily available.  After placing a level wooden plank on his desk, he carefully ground up Ivy with Lemon blossom, then wrapped the mixture in an Arum flower.  He dissolved the parcel in a weak acid, and hummed a few ominous lines in latin while tracing a circle on the wood with the acid solution.  The circle prepared, Qualeh picked up the progressing blade, checked his aim, and then plunged the point of the dagger into the center of the wood.  

Lines of green energy pulled away from the circle into the grain of the wood, and flowed through the wood onto the dagger, where it traced a matrix of energy into the metal.  The wood cracked, and disintegrated into innumerable splinters.  

Qualeh coughed at the sudden sawdust, and conjured a swarm of ant-like creatures to start cleaning up the dust.  "Well, I suppose all that's left is to test it."  Glancing around, he noticed that he wasn't the only one finishing up.  Most of the other first years had gone for weapons with a greater flare, one had a flaming sword, another had a bow crackling with electricity, and a third had an ax that was marginally larger than he was.  

Other students began to trickle over to the teacher to have him inspect their weapons.  Qualeh was second in line, behind the student with the electric bow, but in front of the student with the flaming sword.  Time seemed to slow as the teacher inspected and tested the weapon of the first student, a javelin that returned after being thrown.  He finally threw the Javelin, which curved off to the right, slamming harshly into the shoulder of the dummy he was aiming for.  The Javelin then gleamed with a sudden intensity, and vanished, appearing in the students hands with a similar flash of light.  The teacher gave a critique and some advice to the student before returning it.  

The student with the electric bow handed it over to the teacher and explained how it was supposed to work.  It was designed to not need arrows, and instead draw magic from the wielder to shoot an electrical discharge.  The teacher nodded, and began probing the physical part of the bow after donning rubber gloves.  Satisfied it wouldn't explode immediately upon drawing, The teacher pulled on the string, and the erratic arcs of electricity converged into at single stream, dancing back and forth between his fingers and the bow.

The teacher released the charge, but the electricity, no longer restrained by the magic of the bow, arced to the dispenser with an ear-splitting Crack.  A few nearby students jumped at the sudden noise and light, and the teacher handed the bow back with a raised eyebrow and a comment "You need to work on it's aim."  The student replied with a cough, taking the bow back and slinking back to their seat.  

A nod and a small gesture beckoned Qualeh to the instructor's desk, and he handed the dagger over, stating the magic of the weapon was intended to keep the blade sharp and to increase the force put into strikes with it.  The teacher nodded, and inspected the weapon, making a comment about a flaw he noticed, and complimented the design work on the pommel.  

Next came time to test the magical qualities of the blade.  The teacher pulled several blocks of various materials, each tougher than the next.  He delivered a quick pair of blows to about half of them, then decided that was enough to make a judgement call.  "The blade itself is fine, the force-enhancing enchantment is a bit weaker than normal, but then you probably won't need as much, due to the fact that it's a dagger.  The enchantment keeping the point sharp was well done, it doesn't seem any duller after going through that test."  He handed the dagger back, and said that he should work on creating a normal dagger without the flaw he mentioned earlier.  

Qualeh nodded and fell back to his desk.
MSA Weaponcrafting, Dagger.
In which Qualeh creates a dagger.

Until someone steps in with a teacher for weaponcrafting, I used a nameless NPC.
Moonlight Conflict by Corcon
Moonlight Conflict
Qualeh encountering :iconsupereevvee: 's character, Eclipse, in her werewolf form, and conjuring a cloud of insects as a precaution.
Composite casting by Corcon
Composite casting
Qualeh's summoning magic augmented by Eclipse's Darkness magic.

Qualeh (on the right) belongs to me
Eclipse belongs to :iconsupereevvee:

For The rp in which this happened, go to…
I'm considering writing up a gaming system based on my story.  Opinions?
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LunaRoseDragon Featured By Owner May 14, 2015   Digital Artist
Nice to see you back in the group :meow:
Corcon Featured By Owner May 15, 2015  Hobbyist Artist
It's good to be back
LunaRoseDragon Featured By Owner May 15, 2015   Digital Artist
:iconyea-plz: i'm glad!
immasweetslovinggirl Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
U'VE BEEN HUGGED!! *Hug* Llama Emoji-60 (Snug or Hug) [V3] 
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 10 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're bad friend
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10-& Up you're loved
Corcon Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
I'm really not the 'huggy' type, be they virtual or physical.
immasweetslovinggirl Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
too late and too bad you got hugged
Corcon Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
the point is that I'm not about to hug anyone else
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BriniChan Featured By Owner May 6, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
thanks for the watch :3
Corcon Featured By Owner May 6, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
no problem :3
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