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Just a quick comment: Surely if there's no light she can't use ANY light magic? Not just the more powerful techniques? I mean, you manipulate actual light.

Also the more I think about it the more glad I am you aren't in a guild.

Two of Necropolises three members gets countered by sage magic since the third rule doesn't apply. It's kinda spooky. Although I assume a fight between Phoebe and Rucks would be interesting if sage magic happens. They both do kinda the same thing, literally bending the fabric of existence to fight other magic.

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Can it be Malcolm Reynolds?

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

I would have posted by now. But yesterday I had a headache which closely resembled superman bathing in kryptonite and a nose more backed up than a type 2 diabetics arteries.

Also today I have a cough that a chain smoker would be envious of. If I get a chance I'll write something up depending on how incapacitated I am.

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Haven, that was the name of the town where Rucks was. It wasn't that he'd forgotten of course, he'd just not taken much notice. It didn't bother him all that much. Two of the guilds dead triumvirate were sent here on a mission. Rucks didn't know what it was and he didn't really care either, he just followed them. It gave him a reason to leave the monastery, it was too cold there.

Venn and Akal, the two members of the triumvirate were - as far as Rucks knew extremely powerful. He didn't know any particular details about their abilities just that Venn used a magic lost to time. Rucks sometime wondered what it would be like if he had learned something like that. He'd heard whispers in the streets a LNG time ago of lost magic for slaying demons, he could imagine it now. Rucks Kennithson the sky demon slayer. Or perhaps Rucks Kennithson the crystal demon slayer. He was fond of the two ideas, they would have probably brought more respect than Rucks Kennithson the Quantum magician. Even now other cultists at the guild sniggered at his magic, making sure he was always watched assuming that he could use none of it.

At the thought he slammed down the apple he was thinking of buying, half of it had turned to stone in his hands. He looked at the shop-keeper who didn't seem pleased, tossed him a few jewels as walked away. He took out his jar of iron dust, it was half full. Plenty to sell for a small profit. He focused as he walked, and slowly but surely the iron began to grow hot. It went from its dull grey colour to a bright cherry red within a few minutes, beginning to melt. He neared the train station and sat on one of the public benches. This was the part that needed the most concentration, the jar he held the iron in was immune to his use of superposition but it was costly so he couldn't afford to smash it. As the metal began to liquefy Rucks reached into his satchel and brought out a small tube, no larger than the handle of a blade and with it still in his hand he undid the jar.

Pouring metal in public was something Rucks was not fond of, it had taken him a good fifteen minutes to melt the metal this much. But still he would persevere, the metal had begun to bubble now, it was therapeutic to Rucks, slow and heavy. Much like treacle in viscosity, he wasn't sure if metal should be like that but the stuff he heated up always turned out that way. He slowly began to pour, trying to keep his hand steady the metal began to fall into the glass tube. This was cheap, plain glass and it held about half the jar in volume. It wasn't much bigger than a blade handle, although it widened out towards the bottom so maybe it wasn't completely true.

After another five minutes the metal had finished pouring and Rucks began the process of cooling it, he sighed he should have just taken a job.

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I have no problems with such a system.

Also; since themes are all the rage nowadays I have Rucks one:

https://soundcloud.com/the-royal-philharmonic-or/08-ballad-of-the-goddess-from

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Rucks sat on a set of stone steps, he wasn't sure where he was - it happened sometimes. In his hand were two balls of clay, slowly but surely moulding into spheres. They left a sticky residue on Rucks' hand but he didn't mind, he needed the clay spheres for something more important than retaining his hands dryness. The steps he sat on were cold to the touch, sometimes he still felt it seeping through his robes when he payed attention to how he'd forgotten the coldness. Soon, meaning around an hour to Rucks the two spheres were complete and he began to cast hi spell. Covering them with one hand he changed them to stone - coincidentally their original material - and then into iron or steel. He wasn't a metallurgist and he wasn't fussy. One of the balls cracked and then split, a frequent occurrence in this task, clay was too difficult to keep consistent, if it wasn't dense enough the ball split much like this one.

Sighing he held the cracked ball above a jar he had been carrying around, turning it to dust so it gathered on top of a growing pile. Unless there were a shortage of pebbles in the world Rucks could sell it off to a blacksmith - pure iron dust was rather useful. More so if it was offered melted down already. Out of his robe pocket he pulled another metal ball, almost exactly the same as the one he had just mad end e started to grind them together in his hand. It was a shitty ritual, it annoyed people around him when the balls scrapes together and made an ungodly noise but it helped Rucks clear his thoughts.

He stood up, continuing to grind to balls in his had. The step was too cold for him to keep sitting on despite it being a relatively warm day. He picked his hat up from where he sat, it was old and raggedy. The last thing he had to remember that old man by, the guild insignia he had sewn into it was starting to fade slightly and parts of it were coming loose. He was never any good at sewing, now he though about it he wasn't very go of most arts and craft. He put the hat on and pulled it over his face, he didn't need to - his mask concealed his facial featured all too well but it still felt right to him. He chuckled to himself quietly as he left the alleyway, the old mans habits had worn off if him more than he realised sometimes.

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I'm not in a place to say, just making observations. Maybe I just have high expectations for casual RP since I like to write lengthy back-stories whenever possible. I'ts not like I have anything against you, it's just if it were me everyone would write at-least 500 words, probably double that if lost magic slots weren't limited. But as you said, different people have different standards. I just assumed that they would be a lot more bottle-necked with the three levels of Rp'ing standard. Although that's a thought coming from someone who starting Rp'ing in a place with no baseline "standards" and so it was a bit of a clusterfuck as it were. But hey, that's life.

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

I may not post until Friday night, I have English speech mocks and my last bit of French controlled assessment tommorow and Thursdays and on Friday I'm driving to Nuneaton for a wedding. I'll try and work on a post in the car though.

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It may just be me but it's always seemed like writing less than 500 words is a bit of a cop out when applying for something like a lost magic slot. Maybe it's just because I'm relatively new to the site, is that sort of length the norm for such a thing?

I do appreciate how you feel like it should be extended though Daeg, it's just something I've noted on other Rp's too.

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Ostarion accepted my character into Necropolis so I've edited my app to include details about the guildmark, nothing else has changed unless you want me to edit in a section to do with how the character went about joining the guild.