[Clock - 10:00 | 10:00 AM]
[Calendar - 20/01/2003]
[Location - Cart 9, Foundation Station - Old Gotham, Gotham City, New Jersey]
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It was morning once more, but Atlas didn't know that. He had spent the entire night (and the past three days) reading and experimenting with two different ways of making magical items, two methods that granted different results but methods he wanted to incorporate within his arsenal of abilities! His fingers moved with slow and careful movements as he ever so slowly drew out a few runes with this sharpened blade across the flat surface of the wooden small chest. In one hand there was the long and meticulous use of runes and hard work to enchant an item with magic, slowly, over time making the item absorb the magic and make it part of itself, not only making a magic item but also making reality accept that item as something extraordinary! And then there was the Transmutation spell [Create Magic Item], this spell actually used the item you wanted to embed with magic as a component to the spell itself, turning the normal item into a wondrous and magical item. Atlas was pretty excited to know that he could use magic to make magic items and not have to do the boring process of meticulously make them, however, when he casted the spell, he failed.
Why? Well, he used his [Q&A] questions to get an answer, and this was the answer:
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Q&A
Q: Hey, so, magical library that lives rent free inside my head, can you tell me why my whimsical magic spell that would've let me make magic items failed?
A: The spell [Create Magic Item] accesses the weave of magic to automatically find the blueprint of the item you request and imbue the material component with the required enchantment, if the necessary material components are provided. The reason this spell has failed its because you lack the connection to the Weave. The Dungeons and Dragons Multiverse equivalent of a deep well, where magic originates from. Without a connection to the weave, you cannot access the saved "blueprints" of magical items for the spell [Create Magic Item] to work, and thus, it has failed.
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See this shit? Do you know what this means? It means he has to slowly carve out rune after rune, word of power after word of power, and then imbue spells into items by himself! Thankfully, he found a way to "cheat" the system a little bit- well, it wasn't really cheating, it was more of an acceleration of something that should happen anyway. "And... done." With a sigh of relief, Atlas closed the lid of the small chest- his other items were simple little things that he wouldn't consider more than sticks that can shoot out sparks (he made a few [Prestidigitation] wands), but this item might be somethimg good... "And for the last touch-" he casted [Make Magic Item] on the chest and automatically casted the spell he wanted to imbue the item with. The runes on the chest were of the Conjuration School of Magic, he was trying to make a very small chest as a gift for Miss Girl Lady Woman, his rat familiar. "-fuck-" He quickly grabbed the box when he felt the magic within it go haywire as the runes he made on the box were not as they should have been! "-[Shield]!" His best friend, his most fabulous spell, came to his saving once more! An ethereal thin veil of energy appeared between him and the cracking box as it simply popped into hundreds of splinters that flew everywhere in the room. Thankfully, the [Shield] spell also prevented any damage, even from small splinters. "Fuck... and here I go again." He could feel the headache coming from a mile away! He has been trying this the entire night, and there is always something wrong with the way he carved the runes, the spell he tried to use didn't match the words of power called to make the item into a magical item... Maybe he should look at this from another angle? The cantrip wands were way too easy to make, seeing as all he had to do was carve the equivalent of the cantrip's name and push the magical energy he normally uses to cast spells into the wand, which instantly became magical.
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