Finding the wheel

[Anastasia]

"Keep it," Xandra hands it to you, "It's a symbol of what you can accomplish with the Words of Creation."

[Nephrite]

"Maybe I'll try and build on it somehow." Moore says as he looks at it. "I know some people tend gardens, maybe... I can try and make a garden myself."

[Anastasia]

"Speaking of that, do you feel it safe to try something else?" Xandra asks, "Something within your ability." She smiles, "I'd like to see what else you can create, but be careful."

[Nephrite]

"Yes, I think it'll be fine." Moore says. "I just won't try and create a new breed of plant or something."

[Anastasia]

Xandra steps back then, watching your efforts.

[Nephrite]

Moore takes in a breath. He managed a blade of grass before, but what about... dirt? A small amount...

He's trying to create something like a half cup of dirt!

[Anastasia]

You do so. There's a sensation of pulling and giving, but a small bit of dirt lands on the ground in front of you. Natural brown dirt, nothing special to your eyes except that you created it.

50 damage.

[Nephrite]

Moore winces, but then taps himself a few times.

Cure Light wounds to top himself off.

"Let me try... this?" Moore says, quietly -- he focuses back on the blade of grass he made before, but this time... he imagines the roots taking hold in the dirt in front of him and the blade of grass growing out it.

[Anastasia]

Pain. A world of pain as you create living, rooted grass. It hurts all over, your entire body ablaze with it. You tumble over as a blade of grass grows in the dirt you created, growing out of it as if it had always been there.

300 damage.

[Nephrite]

"...Yep... ...that still..." Moore groans out as he gestures in the air absently.

"Hurts... a bit. But that was... more advanced than I tried with the original blade of grass... I wonder if that means I'm slowly starting to get the hang of this." He says quietly.

Heal on himself.

[Anastasia]

Your wounds partially heal, vitality returning to you from your spell.

"It may be," Xandra says, "Are you able to recover and try it again?"

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "Yes." He takes in a breath. "What do you want me to try?"

[Anastasia]

Xandra considers and flies down, coming back with a metal cup. "Try filling this about halfway with water," she says, "See how it compares to making the same amount of dirt."

[Nephrite]

Moore takes the cup and takes in a breath.

Water.

Salty water? no.

Super pure water? no...

Just water. Water.

Water flowing into the cup...!

[Anastasia]

It flows from you, water pouring out and coming from nothing. Simple and clear water, nothing more and nothing less.

30 damage.