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In room 103 at the academy, it had been a long session of practice and repeat.  Two things which Barracker was used to with his training at ‘Paladin’s Respite’.  He didn’t realise how stressful it could be.  Neebs could tell how much progress he was making but from someone in the midst of it, it was hard to tell the progress.  Neebs had told him to clear his mind and use his focus into an outlet to guide him in controlling the water.  So neebs on one seat, sat reading a book.  While Barracker sat on his seat, trying the principles taught by Neebs, which was increasing his time of synchronicity with the water.  Neebs kept quiet, if called, he would place his book down and have a better look but he stayed seated as he could sense the water changing form.  Barracker took a deep breath, his eyes stayed open, staring into the eye of the bowl.  The water started separating, a whirlpool beginning.  Then suddenly Neebs was standing next to him, the whirlpool faded, the water splashing together.

Neebs cocked an eyebrow.  “Well, look at you friend, you’re coming along nicely.  We have more lessons we need to go over, to help bring a bit more balance and give you more control.”