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Room 103 at ‘The Academy’.  The room was a lecture hall, used for studies and the learning of magic uses.  The room layout consisted of a stage at the front with seats curving round like an auditorium.  The rows went higher and higher up as they got closer to the back of the room.  The place was decorated with pots of greenery, vases stood on stools potted about, marking the end of each row.  There were even paintings of students who had reached the level of mastery and fame among their fields, also marking the start of each row on the wall.  The windows were tall but narrow, beautifully decorated with a fine art of stained glass.  

Barracker and Neebs were sat on the centre of the stage, Barracker in a state of concentration, his eyes closed.  With one palm placed over the ceramic bowl of water, he let his thoughts drown away and the source flow through his body.  “Well look at you, you're doing it,”  Neebs lit up with excitement, the mage leaned up over the table, rising from his seat.  Barracker let his eyes open, his muscles started to twist as if he was straining to lift the water.  His face going from a calm state of steadiness to scrunched up as if the pain was too much to bear.  “You’ve got this,” the friendly teacher insisted.  

The water rises, droplets begin to spit out, more formed then the water starts to try and take shape.  The water began to vibrate underneath but then the surface began toppling over the sides of the bowl, swaying before beginning to fade into nothing.  The Paladin’s face began to screw not with pain but frustration, this was not working.  Barracker looked to his teacher as if words would bring a new found lesson, a nugget of information he had not been using throughout the lesson.  But the words were not what Barracker had expected.  “I am thoroughly impressed, that was some sweet tricks there.  I told you when we started just stay calm, concentrate and do what you can with the water.  I just needed to see what sort of stage you were at.”

Barracker’s face did not seem totally convinced by the words, and he didn’t mean to show such a lack of faith in Neeb’s teaching methods.  “Barracker, look, any level of  an average water domain user does not have a talent or can bring down whole bodies of water down upon their foes.  Forget mastery for a moment, to do expert level things like raising water or creating shapes, these are expert level things, you do understand that right.”  He looked at Barracker and then pointed to the bowl.  “This right here, isn’t beginner level.  Beginner level takes many lessons to overcome and you told me you gave up on your studies to control your domain.  You must try and try again, that is the only answer.  Failing is only part of achieving something, so now I know where you are at, try parting the water, and if you find that manageable try to create a little whirlpool in the bowl.”

Barracker sighed heavily, he nodded in understanding and agreed with what was said.  He would try this.  [Color=Green][i]First relax. [/i][/color]