Love note assignment

[Ivar]

122 Frost 91st


Ivar was chillin' in his dorm room surrounded by a ton of old books. His eyes were all fixed on this super unique project he got to do that was partly homework and partly personal project. His assignment was to scriven a spell into a scroll but not using his own magic. Nope today he was supposed to use a dragon shard as the source of the spell.

He had obtained a dragon shard recently and had experimented with it enough to use it somewhat reliably. Now he wanted to use it to put a spell into a note. This note was meant to make anyone feel lovey-dovey just by touching it.

"Love isn't just one thing, right? It's like, a bunch of different feelings all mashed up together. Like being stoked, missing someone, even feeling a bit low sometimes."

He spoke to himself, his fingers running over an empty scroll. To Ivar, emotions were like the heart's way of talking. Love was not just an emotion, it was like a universal language, regardless of where you were from or what language you spoke. It was something big. He wasn’t sure if he could capture the emotion with his dragonshard.

Ivar had always been this person who liked experimenting with stuff, and this dragon shard was no exception. He held it in his hand, checking it out from all sides, feeling its cool touch against his skin. The colors inside it were just so mesmerizing, like there was mysterious power trapped inside it.

"No pressure, right?"

His voice was kinda shaky. He had his eyes closed, focusing on all the lovey-dovey feelings he could remember. His first crush, that warm fuzzy feeling when his mom used to hug him, even the joy of hanging out with his friends.

He didn't know how this whole process would work, but he figured he'd just go with the flow. Just like an artist mixing colors to paint a picture, he was trying to blend all these feelings into this one single emotion of love. The whole concept was just too unreal.

"I gotta get the right mix, like a perfect cocktail of emotions. Just the right amount of warmth, sweetness, a pinch of excitement, and just a dash of... longing?"

His voice trailed off as he got lost in his thoughts. He was so determined to nail this experiment, nothing else mattered to him at that moment. Scribbling down some pictographs he’d need, his fingers moved swiftly across the parchment. The ink danced around his command, morphing into magical symbols and runes.

"Just gotta focus, feel the rhythm and go with the flow. This dragon shard is just a tool, I'm the one who's gonna make the magic happen."

His hand closed around the dragon shard, he could feel its strange energy pulsating against his skin. He wanted to pour all the love he could into this scrivened scroll, hoping it would absorb it like a sponge. He still hadn’t filled up the scroll with all the right pictographs. He’d only completed like ten percent of it so far. He still hadn’t gotten the shard to produce love so he was procrastinating.

He had to take a few breaks, his mind was running at a million miles an hour. He had to pause, take a deep breath, and get back into the zone. This was not like any other experiment he had done before. Channeling a spell through a dragon shard was something entirely new to him, and it was taking a lot out of him even though it wasn’t his aether that was being spent.

He tried different ways to get the stone to make him feel love. Sometimes, he would hold it close to his chest, hoping it would pick up on his heartbeat. Other times, he'd just hold it in his hands, staring at it, trying to communicate with it silently. It hadn’t been this hard when he’d tried to make happiness come out of the stone the other day.

“I’m getting nowhere. Let’s get back to work on the scroll.”

He started shuffling in his seat to get comfortable. Drawing was never his strong suit, but it didn't mean he couldn't do it. It just meant he needed to put more effort into it. He started with the simplest symbol of love. A heart. He took a deep breath, his hand steady as he began to draw on the scroll. The lines were shaky, not perfect, but they were his. A product of his efforts.

"Nobody said this had to be a masterpiece."

Ivar then shifted his concentration to the symbols he needed to sketch. Each one served as a conduit, a way to channel and distribute the magic evenly across the scroll. He chose symbols that he'd studied in his classes, symbols known for their ability to regulate and direct magical flow. It was going to be a long process. It wasn’t just about drawing, it was about maintaining focus, visualizing the flow of magic, and keeping a steady hand all at the same time.

The first one was a circular symbol, denoting the continual ebb and flow of magic. He started with a single dot in the middle, the nucleus, the point from which the magic would flow outwards. From the dot, he drew concentric circles, growing in size, each one meticulously crafted. The precision required was intense, demanding his full attention. The circles had to be equal in distance from each other, their roundness had to be perfect. There was no room for mistakes.

Once he was done with the circles, he moved on to drawing connecting lines, like spokes on a wheel. These lines denoted the paths that the magic would take, spreading out from the central point. The lines had to be straight, evenly spaced, their length proportionate to the size of the circles. A task as painstaking as the circles, if not more.

The next symbol was a series of triangles within each other. The triangles were another way to control the flow of magic, their sharp angles providing a path for the magic to bounce off and change direction. The tricky part was ensuring that all sides of the triangles were of the same length, the angles the same.

Next, he drew a complex maze-like symbol. It was said to help scatter the magic evenly across the scroll, preventing it from being concentrated in one area. This was the most complex symbol of them all, demanding his utmost concentration. He sketched each path, each turn with precision, ensuring that no two paths overlapped.

Finally, he sketched a square around the entire set of symbols. The square was like a boundary, keeping the magic contained within the scroll. He took care to make the lines of the square parallel to the edges of the scroll, the corners perfect right angles.

Each symbol took a considerable amount of time to draw, demanding his absolute attention. He could feel his hand growing tired from the intense focus, his eyes straining to maintain the preciseness of each line, each angle. But he didn't give up. He kept at it, each stroke of his quill bringing him closer to his goal.

Alright, so after all those crazy symbols were done, Ivar was like, super wiped. But he knew he still had a huge part left. The biggie. Getting that love spell from the Auralyth into the scroll. This was it. Showtime. He sucked in a deep breath, kind of getting his head in the game, you know?

He picked up that Auralyth. It glistened because it was getting all sweaty from nerves. He checked it out for a bit, those swirly colors were so dope. Then, he shut his eyes and just thought. Thought about what he wanted to do. A love spell.

Then, he just went for it. He held the Auralyth over the scroll, his other hand kind of hanging above it. He started thinking super hard on the spell, picturing it going from the stone to the scroll. It was freaky, he could feel this weird tingling, like something was actually happening. It was hard though, the magic was like a stubborn mule, didn't want to leave the Auralyth. But Ivar was just as stubborn.

He was there for quite some time. Just sitting there, trying to get this magic to move. It was like trying to get a kid to clean his room. Then, finally, something gave. Like the magic finally got tired of fighting. With one last mental shove, he felt it, the magic was moving out of the Auralyth and into the scroll.

Carefully, he rolled up the scroll, didn't want to mess up any of the symbols. It was done. He'd done it. He was handing this in tomorrow. He really hoped it worked. Like, really really hoped. If it did, it'd be awesome. And if it didn't, well, he'd still learned a bunch. So, with that, he got ready to crash, tomorrow was gonna be exciting.

[Paragon]

R E W A R D S

Name: Ivar
XP: 8 XP, can be used for magic.
Requested Lore: +6 Lores

Note(s):

Howdy!

You did a very good job of going into more detail about the process of actually implementing Scrivening and creating the scrollwork. Keep that up because it shows that not only you but also Ivar is growing in his understanding of how to utilize the magic. I will say that I was a bit confused about one sentence.

It glistened because it was getting all sweaty from nerves.

I am not certain how an inanimate crystal begins to sweat when it does not possess the biological functions to do so. A typo perhaps? This did throw me off a little bit in reading.

As a final note, I have said in previous reviews, you will need to be mindful of the phrasing implemented here on Ransera. Utilizing wording such as “ was chillin’ in…” and “…so dope…” etc. is not appropriate for the literacy level of the website. Consider alternative methods of emoting the same expressions. While we do not expect in any way for members to possess graduate levels of understanding of creative writing, this is not a Reddit forum. We would ask that writing presented on the website be in keeping with its established themes.