Mage Acolyte: A Fantasy LitRPG Adventure by Nate Crotts

Author:Nate Crotts [Crotts, Nate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Warsword Press
Published: 2024-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter sixteen

Shields and Sigils

The mystical diagram had everything it needed, as far as I was aware.

A circle to contain the sigil's elements, set a distance from the focus of exactly three-sixths the diameter of the entire sigil. The focus itself was sound, mathematically and theoretically perfect albeit very simple. I'd drawn it on the sheet of paper with a protractor I'd sourced from Mina. The circuits of my designed sigil led out in straight lines from the center of the focus.

"It looks fine," Kara told me. "But it's not all about understanding the math and theory. You have to be able to construct and maintain the sigil with your mana. It's just as much art as it is a science."

"I know," I said. "I still need to try to make it right before I can cast it."

She then looked up to Garron. "You don't agree with me, do you?"

"I do not disagree with you," he said. "I just think it is more about the memories in your muscles than about any art."

"Same thing," Kara waived his comment away. "Painting, for example, is muscle memory as much as it is feeling the process."

Garron nodded, apparently knowing something I didn't.

Kara froze when I looked at her.

"You paint?" I asked her.

"Well, I—" she paused. "Yes."

"What do you think of the lines I drew then?" I asked her. "Are they straight?"

Her slight fluster turned into an almost relieved sigh. "Do you two try to make everything about magic?"

She might have had a point.

"I believe he just wanted a trained eye—" Garron began.

"They're fine," Kara said about my lines, cutting Garron off. "They're mechanical, but fine. Garron, you cast sigils. You can weigh in too."

Garron didn't flinch or seem bothered by her effort to gain his help. "I practice my father's magic. I have not created any sigils of my own."

She met his eyes and tilted her head a little, as if surprised—and perhaps committing the detail to memory. "You really should try sometime. Or you'll fall behind."

"My father passed enough down to me to keep me practicing for some time. Until I surpass him, I know my path; it is laid out for me. I find it expedient."

"I guess there's some truth to that," Kara admitted and then looked back to me.

"I think there's a lot," I admitted to both of them. "The first floor of the library doesn't have hardly any spells available. It's nothing but theory and research. There's nearly nothing completed and almost no formulized sigils to practice. I'd love to have some passed down to me."

"Perhaps there are on higher floors and we have to earn our way there," Garron offered.

"Or maybe they're trying to tell us something about learning the basics of magic ourselves," Kara said. "You should practice summoning the sigil. It helps to look at it while you try do construct it with your mana the first few dozen times."

I didn't need to look at my drawing. Now that I'd put it paper, constructed it and worked it out, I could see it in my mind's eye exactly as I'd designed it.

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