02-05-2015, 05:41 AM
Calder sat on a stool, book in one hand, wand in the other, chanting words he didn't know the meanings to and trying to turn an egg into a chick. Why did magic have to be so hard? He understood that, in the words of the mage he worked for, 'magic force does not flow so viscous through all veins,' but couldn't the spirits just let up on him for once?
He concentrated really hard on the words and pointed his wooden stick straight at the egg. He did a double-take when he saw it wobble, though it soon steadied into its usual inert position.
Calder sighed. A wobble would have to do for today.
He ran his hands through his dirty blond hair and looked around the small cottage. His books and magical items were stashed everywhere. His employer had given him books on everything from lycanthropy to food creation. Calder began to pick up the books in a rather quick fashion, not really caring if the pages got out of order. In truth, Calder didn't see the point in working so hard when a quick fix could always be around the corner. Calder wasn't so lazy when it came to interesting things, like magic, but housekeeping is something that he wished he knew the spell for.
He heard his friend Tobias enter into their small shack.
"There you are!" Calder jokingly exclaimed.
He concentrated really hard on the words and pointed his wooden stick straight at the egg. He did a double-take when he saw it wobble, though it soon steadied into its usual inert position.
Calder sighed. A wobble would have to do for today.
He ran his hands through his dirty blond hair and looked around the small cottage. His books and magical items were stashed everywhere. His employer had given him books on everything from lycanthropy to food creation. Calder began to pick up the books in a rather quick fashion, not really caring if the pages got out of order. In truth, Calder didn't see the point in working so hard when a quick fix could always be around the corner. Calder wasn't so lazy when it came to interesting things, like magic, but housekeeping is something that he wished he knew the spell for.
He heard his friend Tobias enter into their small shack.
"There you are!" Calder jokingly exclaimed.