Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-5583506-20150206043729

(I believe a proper introduction of this fiendish amateur inventor of spells is required!)

She had almost learned how to master it. It would just take one, maybe two crashes more and then her crown jewel would be complete. During her earlier years she had created alot of own spells:

Everything ranging from turning Skeevers into the size of cows, how to stop people from dehydrating by teleporting them to the center of the Sea of Ghosts, and of course her famed invisibility spell. Basically it was just a spell to worsen the stench of any human being, but it worked just as fine as a real invisibility spell! Nobody wanted to see the afflicted anymore!

But now she was close to conjure up her magnum opus, the spell all the mages would recognise as a true masterpiece.

"Check this out", giggled a student on the courtyard of the college. "Victoriane is gonna break some more bones."

She heard them, but ignored them. What did those fools know about actual spellcasting?

"Starfall!" shouted Victoriane. "I command thee!"

Before she had a time to reflect upon her own words, she felt a tingling surge in her body and she was launched away, high up in the air, in such she feared her robes would slide right off her.

"Oh, dear!" she cried out as she got closer to the clouds, leaving Skyrim behind her down below. "Stop! Stop! Stop! I command thee to stop!" she begged.

The spell obeyed her and slowed her down. She gave out a sigh of relief as she remained high up in the air. She believed she had done it. But that didn't explain why the mountains suddenly got alot bigger.

She suddenly realised she was falling down again, and this time the slowfall hadn't worked properly. "Oh, fiddlesticks!" she exclaimed miserably. "Back to the drawing board, I guess?" she sighed as she aimed for a nearby snowdrift.

Maybe this time she would just break one ankle?