Post by Noctis Corvo on Oct 2, 2015 15:51:24 GMT
music: www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLsCR2RMBak
Any other day, this would have been a vacation for Kane. He loved going to the river, getting a bunch of inner-tubes, hooking 'em all up and taking a day just floating down a river with a cooler of snacks and drinks...
He got tired just thinking about it, and had to shake his head just to clear up his mind and get himself back on task. He was here for work, and that means he had to find this tablet piece. He let out a huge sigh, looking longingly at the river one last time before pulling out the dowsing rod and beginning to slowly make his way around the beach.
He was sure he looked strange. A tall man, stitched and scared up, dressed none-the-less in a black, pinstripe mafioso suit, slowly panning the beach like a bum with a metal detector. Sure this wand was helpful, but its glow would grow and fade at a small rate, so it was still as much of a guessing game as it was a hunt. He was really starting to get confused. If only there was some way to get a more accurate read on this thing.
Oh.
Wait.
He struck his face with his palm to create a loud thwacking sound. Of course there was an easier way! He was a Sage for crying out loud! he could just get a read of the mana from within the dowsing rod and then use it to guide his Mana Sense ability, and then he could literally just FEEL out where the nearest tablet piece was. He focused on the wand, running his hands along it, focusing on reading its power. It was an old power, but still strong. It was definitely unique. He found it rather hard to describe though. It had a sort of static feeling to it, and left some wierd tastes in his mouth. Saltwater, rock, cold, and crab? He didn't know what was up with the last one, but he focused on these feelings, letting the wand's energy to flow through him and act as a catalyst for his ability. It built up, slowly at first, but then it all clicked. he could feel the mana about him. There were a few concentrations around him, one of which was very close, towards the shoreline itself, buried under the current. He quickly ran up, and made his way towards the feeling in his gut.
Any other day, this would have been a vacation for Kane. He loved going to the river, getting a bunch of inner-tubes, hooking 'em all up and taking a day just floating down a river with a cooler of snacks and drinks...
He got tired just thinking about it, and had to shake his head just to clear up his mind and get himself back on task. He was here for work, and that means he had to find this tablet piece. He let out a huge sigh, looking longingly at the river one last time before pulling out the dowsing rod and beginning to slowly make his way around the beach.
He was sure he looked strange. A tall man, stitched and scared up, dressed none-the-less in a black, pinstripe mafioso suit, slowly panning the beach like a bum with a metal detector. Sure this wand was helpful, but its glow would grow and fade at a small rate, so it was still as much of a guessing game as it was a hunt. He was really starting to get confused. If only there was some way to get a more accurate read on this thing.
Oh.
Wait.
He struck his face with his palm to create a loud thwacking sound. Of course there was an easier way! He was a Sage for crying out loud! he could just get a read of the mana from within the dowsing rod and then use it to guide his Mana Sense ability, and then he could literally just FEEL out where the nearest tablet piece was. He focused on the wand, running his hands along it, focusing on reading its power. It was an old power, but still strong. It was definitely unique. He found it rather hard to describe though. It had a sort of static feeling to it, and left some wierd tastes in his mouth. Saltwater, rock, cold, and crab? He didn't know what was up with the last one, but he focused on these feelings, letting the wand's energy to flow through him and act as a catalyst for his ability. It built up, slowly at first, but then it all clicked. he could feel the mana about him. There were a few concentrations around him, one of which was very close, towards the shoreline itself, buried under the current. He quickly ran up, and made his way towards the feeling in his gut.
