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yeah I’ll definitely settle for that last bit. Mages should be able to dodge rocks w/o breaking connection. That was a trend set in by Flam, and it’s really bland RP when conflict is eliminated because someone throw a rocks and what not.

voidal magic bad but this is more reminiscent of Phil's lore. much better than current stuff. +1 though tbh i would extend the maximum armor a 3 month mage could wear to half-plate. i don't see a problem w/ giving them at least a little plate.

A senile, aged ‘Aheral predating Anthos, would look upon the flier, a toothy grin crawling onto his face as he’d burst out into a deranged fit of laughter. “It’s even funnier the twenty-third time!”

Okay this is cool and this is what voidal magic should be. Now take all current voidal magic, make it and rework it to be nonvoidal, then pass this. I love this Squak, but I honestly do not want to see this existing under the same category as descartes fireball magic.

NOOO HOW DARE YOU SHELF MY INACTIVE CAs THAT DID NOTHING BUT TAKE UP SPACE ON THE CA LIST AND CREATE HARAMBE AND PEPE RP NOOOOOOOOO

although i agree, its moreso the fact that telekinesis has had no substance besides being easily abusable in combat, as Mordu described in the purpose.

arcanism isnt coming back pundi, move on good job writing though

miles more interesting than any of the old rewrites for telekinesis. disconnecting it entirely from the Void and making it a misc magic was probs the best idea i've seen with this. one of the changes I'm really happy you went through with is reinforcing the idea that telekinesis was manipulation of kinetic energy vs. "manipulation of gravity" like voidal telekinesis stated. great job tying the resonant anomaly into it as well. i can only pray that you'll be issuing an MA wipe upon acceptance. absolutely grievous concepts that don't need to be back on the server with the egregious state of the void. keep it dead.

ok where’s the void

A slim, impure, gambeson-clad mali'aheral by the name of Judas Curseus had declined into a deranged state. His mentor, Sarrion, had given him everything and shaped him into the man he was today. However, much to the impure's dismay, the teachings instilled in him by Sarrion and a handful of respectful Magi did not hold up to Judas' observations, including his own mentor, which had forfeited the honor in his craft much to Judas' chagrin. He had expected the gifts of the Arcane to be a seldom used force not taken for granted by the everyday Evocationist; the common disregard of their craft by the general populace of Magi angered Judas. This hatred towards most Magi developed into a deleterious obsession with himself and an ultimately hopeless dream to become the embodiment of the Void's vile gifts, something of similar being to the Voidal Transcendents that his mentor had once embraced—all in a quest to display the fruits of a well-taught thaumaturgist's labor in comparison to the off-beat pyromancer. Just as a writers' block may demotivate the author, decades of pointless progress Judas first thought to be paramount to his goal of transcendence would weather the Mage's spirit and mind. The commoners of the forlorn streets of Sutica would bear witness to Judas' final expression of frustration. The Mage initiated an altercation upon seeing a Mage he deemed largely incompetent—Serenity Al'Abass—and was soon pinned down by Sutican Minister of Peace, Domonic Elmoran, a few Sutican guards, a couple commoners, and ironically, his own instructor. Judas felt a tightness in his chest as his vision began to fade, having thrown out incantation after incantation with little regard for Mana, the very lifeforce that had taken him as far as he had come. "This. . .is all on you, Sarrion," the elf croaked out in a raspy, yet projected voice towards his teacher. Sarrion lifted his brows and began to speak, yet the impure's words cut him off. "Your blatant disregard for competence in your students has led to this very moment! You leave heaps of dung upon the legacy of great thaumaturgy conducted by Avenel Synalli, Iatrilemar Elervathar, Lhindir Elverhilin, Crumena Izalith—a mere handful of well-taught Magi and their work squandered by your poor taste in protégés who you've taught nothing but the spark of a flame!" An offending finger belonging to Judas pointed in Sarrion's direction, "You 'bless' the bottom of Aos' barrel with the Arcane's boons—Transfiguration, Translocation, Atronach Forging, Arcanism at one point, all going to the likes of Faeryel, Norawen, Fae, Desimir, and the countless others you've done **** all to teach!" Judas' knees began to tremble, struggling to support his weight in the same way that a baby doe faltered in its ability to stand. In a last ditch effort, Judas raised his gloved hands in Sarrion's direction. Masses of Voidal water seemed to conjure in an instant as the aura around Judas burned bright. The spell seemed to almost take structure before collapsing under Judas' control. Struggling to keep it together, the elf's pale-green Aura continued to brighten until it became blindingly bright. A mali'ame off to the side would unload a crossbow bolt in Judas' direction, though in the flash of a burst of green light, the sound of the bolt slamming into the wall behind Judas' position was heard. As the light died down, all that remained was a grey gambeson coat, a pair of brown gloves, leggings, and boots once worn by Judas, all caked in a layer of ash and dust. Small wispy bodies of the Mage's aura faded away seconds later, and silence struck the gathering. "He's. . .dead?" Domonic would stutter, breaking the silence. Sarrion Zytiaear would step forwards, releasing a coarse sigh, "Having fallen into such an alarming mindset regarding the standards of Magi and his obsession with the Void, I've long feared a fate of his according to this design." The First Enchanter would then close his eyes, raising his hands gracefully as streams of water began to fill the cracks in the stone streets, moving towards Judas' attire and washing away his ashes into the surrounding area. "Pride always held Judas back. . .only now has it cost him his life." Few more words were spoken in the streets. Sarrion would recover Judas' belongings and move inside his shop, the rest of the gathering following suit and leaving one-by-one with only the whispers of side comments.

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housemagery isn’t a magic. that’s like calling morgan a good role player. it’s why No1LovesMorgan

Junar, you better carry on Grool’s legacy of not letting World Team have /ride

Looks great. Looking forward to potential RP generated by this rewrite if it passes. I’m hoping that this raises the bar for Mental Magic roleplay in contrast to what we had pre lore games.

ok idiot but where’s the slime girl

dont lie to us Fury, we know you did the city shooting,, Thanks for being apart of the community brother. I never got to know you that well, but my interactions with you, both IRP and OOC have always been positive. Godspeed.

As long as the Library of Dragur isn't there.

I’ll only watch if you play Battlefront 2 (2005).

Ah, that makes sense. Forgive me for jumping the gun.

Cool lore goober. However, besides the benefits listed, is there any other reason for Magi to open up a Tear? Is it purposefully left open ended so people can create MArts revolving around it, or is there no other reason besides: 1) Mage wants to destroy the world go brrrr 2) Benefits to voidal exhaustion in combat.