Okay this is my first story so please be gentle. This is loosely inspired by Minecrat mods and a little bit of Rise of Legends. But not enough to classifiy it as a crossover I think. The mods in question are thaumcraft and ars magica. I will be changing how something work in each but for the most appearence will remain the same just less blocky. Also I would like to point I don't anything in this story.
Speech
Thoughts
Spells/chants
Spirits speech
Spirits thought
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"Okay Louise. It's time to prove them wrong." she thought.
She had riddiculed and insulted since her... promblem with spells became apparent. The laughter, insults, snide comments from not just students either. Sure the teachers weren't as overt about it she saw the looks. But the familer summoning was to be chance to prove them wrong. She would summon a fammiler that would prove she had magic once and for all. Who knows, mayby this one spell may just help fix or figure whats wrong with her magic, or at the very least figure what element concides with.
But even she had to admit pressure on her was massive. She was the last to go and right before her, her rival Kirche ,that red-headed harlot, had summoned a fire salamander! Thats not even mentioning that Tabatha had got wind dragon! If she failed now, she'd never live it down. Although if she failed that be the least of her problems. She would'nt be able to stay if she failed! Plus she war pretty sure she'd be disowned! "No." she thought. If she thought like that then she would have already failed.
As she walked to the summoning circle she could already here the jeers and insults. There were even those started the back up and take cove expecting one of her explosive failures. But she ignored it all. Stepping up to the circle pulled out her wand and began to chant.
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Meanwhile in another place
A large to 2 story stone house sits next to a river on edge of a large plain at the foot of a mountain. Behind the house lies a path that led to a small mine at the base. In the top middle bedroom ee see a dark haired young man panking away various items seeming for a long trip. But the odd thing was that when he grab some of the larger items, or just about any item really, it would shrink to about palm size before putting it in. Also dispite the bags being only the size of small satchels they never looked over stuffed nomatter howmuch he put in. After packing up everthing stood and took stock of every thing.
"Okay bag of holding,food, water, clothing, building supplies and tools, various philes and jars, spare wands, staves foci, basic thaumaturgy and alchemical tools and aperatus, mechanic tools, black smithing tools, molds, sketchbook, and last but not least my Thaumonomicon. Okay i'm finally ready to go."he said happily.
He then procceed to pack all his bags into a larger bag and slung it over his shoulder and mad one last look around. At first glance the room appeared messy, but a second look show it as a more orrderd chaos. Under the window sat a small bed and nightstand. At the foot rested a now empty chest. 1 side of the room held a oil stained workbench. Slots for tools lay empty and few lost screws and lay on and around it. Another side held another stained table, but there were also burned, melted, corroded, and still smoking spots. Which was odd given that those smoking spots were caused 3 days ago.
As he turned to leave he saw himself in the mirror. He saw his fair skined face half covered by a leather helmet/goggle combo. He wore a green shirt, black pants, black boots and a brown duster. Every now and then arcaninc runes glow dimly on them. On his belt one could see a shortsword on his left hip with a Thaumium capped silverwood wand on the other with a silver revolver below it.
Having wasted enough time he finally left the room and headed downstairs. There we see an old man cleaning up the kitchen. The man wore a simple white shirt with brown pants and shoes. As he came and walked further into the room, the old man saw him, smiled and said "Well today's the big day huh Jack?"
"Yeah. I'm finally going to set out on my own." he said with a sad smile. "I can't thank you enough for taking me on as your apprentice Mathew. I dont know how to repay.
Mathew held up his hand and said "You don't own me anything. All you have to do is use the knowledge I gave you to live a better life." He put his hand down and put on his own somber smile. "When you first walked up to me 5 years ago when I came into town asking me to take you on I almost said no. I'm glad I decided otherwise."
They were quiet for a few moment, each reminiscing of their time together. They then walked to the front door said their final goodbies, and Jack finally left to make a name for himself in the world. Little did he now that while he would make name for himself in the world, just not his world.
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Louise coughed along with everyone else from the smoke of her 2nd failure in summoning."Lousie the Zero is right!" she heard someone tease. "Just give up already!"
"Professor Colbert, please," she begged, "you have to let me try again! I'll get it this time I Promise!"
After coughing up the last of the smoke in his lungs Colbert said "Okay Miss Vallerie, but this the last chance."
Louise gulped and got into position and began to chat. She hoped, no, prayed that this time would be a success.
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Jack was still a ways out from the nearest town. He plan to make some there to purchase a reain ticket to the capital or at least a bigger town. As he walked he enjoyed the scenery but keeping and out for any danger. You never know whats going to show up looking for your money or life.
"My servant that lies somewhere within the universe!" Jack stopped looking for the source of the voice. "My beautiful divine wise familiar!"It sounded like a young girls voice but couldn't understand the language. "Heed my call from the bottom of my heart!" He could sense the magic in the words. He warily put his hand on the hilt of his sword and began backing up. "Please come to my side!" As he was backing up he faild to see a green portal for behind him. He did sense it though and stopped and turn around just in time for it to reach out and pull him in.
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Another explosion, bigger than the was the result of her last chance. Dust and smoke covered the field they were in. Professer Colbert blew it all away with a quick wind spell, revealing that the summon was a success. There sat a young man couging from the previous smoke cloud. "This was her beautiful, divine, wise familier!?" she thought He appeared to be nothing but a travaling commoner!
"A commoner Louise? Well I guess it does suit you well." jeered one student. The others laughing after. Some adding their own insults but Louise wasn't listening. She could only stare in disbelief the anger at what she summoned.
"Professor Colbert, please let met try and summon something different." Louise begged.
Colbert said with a stern face "I'm soory miss Valliere but the summon ritual is a sacred thing. One does not get to do it again because they don't like what they got. To do so would be sacrileges and heretical!"
Louise could only huff, square her shoulders and walk over to her familier. She looked at his clothing and saw they were relativly well made. She also the weapons he had. At least her familier looks like it can defend itself. Now to get this over with. She knelt down to him and recited the binding spell. Her familier seemed destracted and disoriented which it to be expected. He finally looked at her as she completed the chant. "Now the hard part." she thought. "Consider yourself lucky commoner." she said rudely. Then she kissed quickly on the lips.
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Jack could only stare in bewilderment at the pink haired girl who suddenly kissed him. He little time to ponder this when he felt as if someone was carving something into his right hand. He cried out in pain as he looked down in pain at his hand. His vision swam as he recongnized is a binding mark by the outer edges. As he lost consciousness he saw the arcane symbol for builder.
AN: So what do you think love it hate it? Let me know in the reviews. Constuctive criticisim is appreciated.
