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RE: A Little Birdy Told Me [Emy]
<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/FeSBdhz.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">Ectomancy. He rolled it around in his brain, getting a feel for it. It wasn't a term he had on his world, where there was only one kind of magic. All magic was ectomancy where he was from, but here... well, there were a thousand different kinds of magic.
"Our staffs couldn't be mass produced. You have to make your own. It's a bit like... off putting the magic. Rather than putting in one hundred percent of your effort on casting, you put one hundred percent into making your staff. It takes a while and it's a lot of work, but then when you cast you're only putting in like, seventy five percent. So it's less work later on. They wear out though, and you have to get a new one."
The discussion about loss of magic made his face flicker to a far more serious one. "My world... my world died." He felt like he'd only just told her, but it had been Na Lan, not Vanora who had been told. "We burned through the mana of the earth itself, and it stopped regenerating. It stopped producing mana, and just... continued to sink and die. Plants stopped growing. It couldn't sustain life anymore." So they had fled from the planet they had killed.
</div>[/thoth] @"Emy" </div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table>
"Our staffs couldn't be mass produced. You have to make your own. It's a bit like... off putting the magic. Rather than putting in one hundred percent of your effort on casting, you put one hundred percent into making your staff. It takes a while and it's a lot of work, but then when you cast you're only putting in like, seventy five percent. So it's less work later on. They wear out though, and you have to get a new one."
The discussion about loss of magic made his face flicker to a far more serious one. "My world... my world died." He felt like he'd only just told her, but it had been Na Lan, not Vanora who had been told. "We burned through the mana of the earth itself, and it stopped regenerating. It stopped producing mana, and just... continued to sink and die. Plants stopped growing. It couldn't sustain life anymore." So they had fled from the planet they had killed.
</div>[/thoth] @"Emy" </div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table>