75 Searing, Year 123
[Closed - Solo]
Sometimes, being around others that were far more knowledgeable and more skilled was daunting. Sometimes it was inspiring. Today seemed like it was going to be a mix between the two. But the only way to get better at this was to keep practising, and so rather than waste paper and ink, Hilana was working outside under the shade of the pergola, sitting on a blanket in the sand, focusing on her drawing.
Lia was supervising her from a nearby chair, a book open on her lap. She stayed quiet for the time being, knowing that Hilana might get frustrated with this subject if she constantly poked and prodded her about it. She knew that her sister was determined to do better with it in order to help and enhance her own skills, and unless Hilana wanted help, she had resolved to stay out of it. Her sister sometimes just had to puzzle through things and fuss at them over and over and over until they stuck, and if it was a manner of learning that worked for her, then that was the manner of learning that worked for her. She knew herself best; and Lia trusted her process. Even if she was largely self-taught and had out of sheer stubbornness avoided learning at a formal institution, Scrivening was one of those things that could be learned from a book, and the one that Hilana had beside her was admittedly incredibly thorough and insightful.
Talon had taught her in the sand, and that meant the sand was a viable way of practising. It might not be the same as sorcerer's sand, or a carefully enhanced area where she could improve the viability of her pictographs beyond her own skill. But at the same time, for someone who loathed waste, this worked out well for her. She wasn't out to make anything fancy, but she wanted to create something that absorbed water and kept the area dry, just as a way of testing her skill.
[Closed - Solo]
Sometimes, being around others that were far more knowledgeable and more skilled was daunting. Sometimes it was inspiring. Today seemed like it was going to be a mix between the two. But the only way to get better at this was to keep practising, and so rather than waste paper and ink, Hilana was working outside under the shade of the pergola, sitting on a blanket in the sand, focusing on her drawing.
Lia was supervising her from a nearby chair, a book open on her lap. She stayed quiet for the time being, knowing that Hilana might get frustrated with this subject if she constantly poked and prodded her about it. She knew that her sister was determined to do better with it in order to help and enhance her own skills, and unless Hilana wanted help, she had resolved to stay out of it. Her sister sometimes just had to puzzle through things and fuss at them over and over and over until they stuck, and if it was a manner of learning that worked for her, then that was the manner of learning that worked for her. She knew herself best; and Lia trusted her process. Even if she was largely self-taught and had out of sheer stubbornness avoided learning at a formal institution, Scrivening was one of those things that could be learned from a book, and the one that Hilana had beside her was admittedly incredibly thorough and insightful.
Talon had taught her in the sand, and that meant the sand was a viable way of practising. It might not be the same as sorcerer's sand, or a carefully enhanced area where she could improve the viability of her pictographs beyond her own skill. But at the same time, for someone who loathed waste, this worked out well for her. She wasn't out to make anything fancy, but she wanted to create something that absorbed water and kept the area dry, just as a way of testing her skill.