"Only if you tamper with it," said Bhak. "A simple examination shouldn't trigger the explosive." He reached into his robe, drew a small silver blade of incredibly fine make, and passed it to Anik. "Systemarch make. Not the greatest weapon unless you're attacking a wanted enemy of the Conclave, in which case it will maximize your fighting capabilities. Useful, huh?"

"Hrm..." He said runnning the possiblities for the thing from his mind. The first thing he did when he touched it is use his Lore ability to get more details. "Well then, thank you very much, Bhak. But now then, what do I do? Is there some assignment for me, or some project I will be assigned to?" He asked.

Anik suddenly knew that these blades were crafted by a single great machine that spat them out as if they were it's children.. they were imprinted with the psychic remains of Systemarch teeth.. the machine itself took a hundred years to build..

The blade had other properties.. besides the properties Anik could sense. Deeply, deeply hidden..

"You'll know it when you get. The Conclave'll open a channel of rapport when they can," he said, "But things are a bit.. wild right now. I assume you've heard of the attack on the Hall?"

"I have... and was lucky. I think I saw the god who cause it come in as I left. I also sent the conclave a suggestion that might ease their security issues, if they deem it cost-worthy and doable. Now then, If you wish to stay while before you depart that is fine as long as my people are not disturbed, but beyond that I good day and thank you for your patience." He said politely, watching the god either leave (which I assume he would) or stay a bit and enjoy the bosmers hospotality.

"Forgive the Free Channel.. with the recent interruptions, it may take them a while to respond. I may stay for a while, and I give you my solemn oath that I will not disturb a single thing," said the Shage. "Thank you for your time."

He shook Anik's hand and left.

Anik smiled looking at the Oath Sword... how fun it would be to make a real Oath Sword. He would have to talk to a Callisti about that. Anik thought about it for a moment before, he thought it was time to test the sword. He went over to the table and picked it up. He almost wants to call out to the other god so he has an audience. He looked down the table... he makes a few light jabs at the thing, seeing it cause almost inch thick marks. He then moves back and gets ready to make a move that he would almost for sure never use the sword for... he chops straight down, and cleave the heavy wooden table nearly in two. The only reason it stands is because it was wider than the sword's blade with length was. He smiled put his hand on the wood and repaired it in a second. Looking underneath the table to the floor below he quickly repaired that two... the slash had put a several inch deep gash in it. He moves over the iron rods and grabs three of them. He thins out one and make its longer, puts it on the table. He then proceeds to make several short chops downward, cutting the iron bar like a chef does a carrot.

Now was time for the real test. He repaired the iron bar and then put all the three bars on the table. He then activated the sword. A small hissing noise could be herd by Anik. He power swung the sword down... it not only cleaved through the iron bars and the wood, but Anik misjudged the swords own driving power and it drove straight into the floor... only stuck up by the hilt. "Opps... I better add the grip." he said going over to the leather he put it on the hilt and slowly it began to fuse with the handle. He held it tight in his hand, so it had a grip fitted to him. There were small ripples around the leather to improve the hold.

If everything went well with the Viper he would begin making a suitable sheath for it out of steal, leather, and oaken trim. The sheath funny enough was more to protect Anik from nicks when he was wearing the sword. Also he would never actually draw the sword... he could just pull the thing going straight through the sheath! But still he wanted it to be beautiful because The Viper was being carried in it.

It was a fine sword, and Anik was sure that his enemies would fall legion to it.

Now that Anik was done with the sword and sheath. He began to wonder about some things he might need.

Being a very orderly and thoughtful god he sat down at the table and made a list on some parchment:
Water-Breathing Item
Counter Pressure Item
Darkvision Item
Swimming Equipment

Since he lacked more than basic water magic, using magic power in an item wasn't going to cut it. But air magic. Perhaps if he could preform a ritual this time, using it to infused a container with vast amounts of air, that combined with a mask of some sort that allows him to breath. Fortified Aluminum would do the job this time, which meant more transmutation. He began to close up the shop with the stone windows and doors again. This time though the touched the forge and begin to alter it first so it was more suited to transmutation since he didn't need to manually forge things. He allowed for the vent that led upward to be wider at the top and narrower at the bottom so hot air would literally be sucked out that way.

He than began the transmutation processes once more to get a greater supply of aluminum. While working he was think of such a ritual that would allow him to enchant a something to hold vast amounts of air without blowing up.

Unfortunately, Anik was only a Basic student of the field of Air. He knew that it was impossible at his current magical ability level to conjure an infinite amount of oxygen within a tank, but he also knew that - if he could just figure out the right patterns, gain the right state of mind! - he could contain a massive amount of air within a very small space - perfect, unfortunately, for the diving gear. Unfortunately, his typically keen brain couldn't think of the proper ritual..

Soon a large supply of aluminum had been conjured by the adept hands of Anik, and the forge was readied.

However..

A thought struck Anik.

Water..

Anik could enact a ritual to enchant the things with the property to resist water. It may still be very difficult for him to stay down in the depths for a large amount of time.. no, no, it wouldn't work. What if he filled small pods - that would normally contain air - with water enchanted to process oxygen? It would be tricky, and take a few days of experimentation, and Anik knew that if he wanted to continue on this path he would need to meditate on the idea for a solid day. Thus the magical operation would begin - he would be assaulted with ideas, then.

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Anik would think on it a bit more, as his powers grew to rapidly now to consider making something so specific. Perhaps something later.

He began to think instead of making a body-gaurd. Mythcrafting instantly came to mind, and something he loved doing. But before he should even try to mythcraft he needed the nessicary... he could try runes, but he had knowlage of a different sort of mythcrafting. Stone-information centers. He would experiment later with a combination of Rune and stone Mythcrafting, but now he wanted to try out the stones.

He would first need to gather the nessicary stones and would need to refined them. He began with the diamond. Easy enough to get from carbon, he went over the the forge and and began to burn some wood, frowing as he knew this ment he would have to clean it later, but burning wood was one of the easist ways to get near pure carbon, and was a lot faster than his own power. While the wood was burning though he began to think of the other resources he would need.

Opal was made of water and shaped Scilicon Dioxied. Scilicon Dioxied or Quarts, was one of the most common minerals found in the earth. He went outside, looking for flint, sand, sandstone, granite... though any large boulders would contain enough traces to suck out into a small rock (the size just large enough to get stuck in your shoe and annoy you). He spent a good couple of hours on this gathering of quarts allowing the burning wood to move down to a smolder. Once he had enough though he would go back to the workshop. Getting water would be easy enough later, he set the small quarts stone on the table while he inspected the wood and ashes. Still hot, he wondered about the next minerals.

The rest would all contain elements that were a pain in the butt to find out in the wood... he would also need a lot more Quarts since all of them seemed to contain some bonded to it. He looked at the iron bars. His knowlage of chemestry and physics now would indeed speed up the trasmutation process, but it was still something of a hassel.

The good news was, after the wood had burned itself out in the forge, he would have enough carbon for him to make several diamonds. After useing a poker to churn the ashes and disperse what little heat was left he put his hand in them. Suddenly the powery ash was more like liquid and began to have waves and bubble and then it seemed like it was all connected. Soon the ashes began to turn into something like a charcol, then coal, then they began to harden and condense into graphite. Taking the graphite and wood remaines petrified within, he needed. This left a very clean forge since all of it had been harded.

He then went ouside to get rid of the waste. The irregularly shaped pile of graphite soon began to bubble once more and turn over itself. Out of the botem came what looked like white dust, then saw dust, then some blackened chunks of wood. What remained though was pure graphite which twisted itself then like a liquid form into a ball and rehardened. Anik touched the ball with two hands and it elongated soon forming two balls about the size of his fists. He took them both inside so he could sit down for the hard work.

This would take a couple of hours, but soon the graphite began to form itself into a much clearer and glass like substence. Anik didn't worry so much on refining the stuture of the diamond as long as it was diamond. In the end he had a diamond about the size of a regular human fist...

Anik's word was hard, but profitable. Soon, graphite and quart had been created in front of him..

Now all he had to do was to give the rocks metaphysical weight. They were jewels, perhaps, but not Jewels - they required his divine will to become true Mythcraftable items.

((Wow... you are tired since I even PLed a summary, I was geting quartz and diamond... close, but not all the way.))

Mythcrafting would come later... he wasn't done.

Now that he had the first two ingredients the time came when he would have to transmute once more. He began going through the motions again, going from window to window then to the door sealing the place up. After that he grabbed some iron rods, this time he would get as much silicon as he could right now. Now he knew from chemistry that iron was a larger atom than silicon. In fact, so far iron was the largest atom he had worked with which is another reason he could easily see why he liked using it… he was “peeling” instead of “pushing” going to less complex systems were always easier. Ironically the theory of “Lead into gold” would be much easier than “gold into lead”. But back to the business at hand.

After learning what he had about physics and chemistry, he knew now what he was doing was a controlled nuclear reaction, the “energy of the atom” which he was moving were bits and pieces of atoms, breaking down and then reassembling themselves into what he needed. Before he was literally breaking the entire atom and reapplying it. But now that he had his research he could just “knock off” by adding some “energy” in the form of a various radiation with his own power to control where and how everything reacted. He had laughed, all he his powers were doing were applying pressure at the atomic level, which both made his power seem incredibly weak, yet at the same time, earned a certain amount of respect for the level of control and preciseness of that, because a couple neutrons in the wrong place around the atomically unstable iron… ment a large explosion that could take out a good group of trees, which around here, was a block. Something he knew before… but still, it was interesting to know the why, and with the presence of radioactive chemicals, that meant there were a whole bunch of possibilities in the way of weapons. Of course he would have to figure out how exactly to detonate them not using his touch-power.

He put this out of his mind and went back to the task at hand… transmuting the iron. Gathering the small stone balls, his source for the radiation needed to cause the unstable atoms, and the iron itself by the forge. He picked up one length and put it over where the fire had been. Holding the ball it took him a couple minutes to begin to turn the rod red, then white. After that he held the ball near the iron and once again the white line shot between them. The ionization, and radiation of the air.

This time it was easier, and faster, just as he suspected, he also felt that there was bit more control since he was no longer going with gut, but making micro-decisions as he went, measuring with his senses the previously unnamed feelings. Not now though, he could feel which radiation was where, gamma, neutrons, alpha, beta, electrons, ect… they all had their feel.

After he was done he with the first bar he went on to the other two.

Anik stops when he considers his (limited, perhaps) knowledge of physics: the amount of energy required to rework iron, the stablest of elements, into silicon would crack the Realm in twain.. he could continue, but the storm unleashed would destroy most of the Realm..

(Thanks to Raelis for advice on the physics)

((I think you misunderstood... I'm just useing the energy to heat up the metal to make it eaiser for my power.))

The task of controlling nuclear reactions to build substance was no easy one, but was now complete.

Anik stood back. He was tired, he was physically drained from his work, but laying before him were 3 solid silicon bars, raw material, ready to be worked.

Anik sweated as his task was almost complete. There was still one more thing he had to do, and was crystallizing and minute creation of elements, then dispersion, and absorption of air... oh the list of things could go on. At times Anik knew he had to work tirelessly before. But now was not one of them.

He stretched for a rest outside of the workshop and watched the beauty of the town. Hours went by but Anik being a "experience" immortal being, was adept at seeing things move in "fast motion". The sun moved through the sky at degrees a second, while bird seems to dart from tree to tree. He could see the branches swaying back and fourth and the grass growing at the speed of a snail....

He took a deep breath and time seemed to slow down back to normal. He went back inside the workshop. And took one more iron bar. There was one last transmutation to do, and that was to get all the other non-primary ingredient. He held the bar over the unlit forge once more, the last stone ball in his hand.

He didn't need the massive amounts of energy like he did last time. Nearly everything he made now was another metal, so it was a bit easier... just a bit though. He concentrated on making the elements he needed and then quickly reacted them to the other metals in there, along with the needed carbon, oxygen, and helium from the air to create a stable crystal.

In the end a rod made of several different colours and crystals was before him. Since he had made it as he went down the rod, it was a bit funny to see his "progress shades" from the red to where heavy chromium deposits were made, to the silver of the aluminum, which moved on the purple, then black, then a lime green. Each row having it own texture and gloss, and in between rows a sort of "fusion" between them.

He took this over to the quartz and silicon he had gathered earlier. Focusing on the material he had... all the ingredients needed to make the physical part of the Mythcrafting Stones. Next he would begin the combination of elements. It looked much like someone blowing glass as the materials seemed to liquefy themselves and then begin to spin rising into a twisted column. Colors merged together in a tie-die pattern as a sort of spinning disk appeared at the top of the column. The large surface area allowed him to snatch needed elements out of the air with each pass, the spinning keeping him from trying to get them repeatedly out of the same spot. Soon though the spinning slowed as the colors begin to settle in "rings".

Anik then "peeled" off the first ring and it formed into a perfect sphere of Opal.
The green that came next could not be mistaken as the Emerald green was legendary.
Next was a blood red Ruby, its dark chromium laced veins deep secrets of magic of the would-be creature.
The next ring was royal purple, his preferred color than the normal blue of Sapphires.
Funny enough the next ring wasn't crystalline and it turned smooth, white, and reflective Peral.
The earth tone of Topaz couldn't be mistaken next.
Finally the Lazuli or more commonly known as Lapis, was the final rind turned into solid stone.

He had all mythcrafting stones needed, except they weren't yet myhcrafting stone, just ordinary stones. That would come next.

Anik now rested and thought. He let several days of rest and planning go by before he would actually get to work. He would need to make a solid physical design before he started on the mythcrafting stones.

Eventually though he thought of a ingenious plan for a mythcrafting being... one that would be flesh but not of flesh, supernatural, yet technical. It would be perhaps on of his granest acheivements once he made it. He formulated the plan both on in his mind with key indicators and equations on the tables. It was utter nonsese and nothing but a true mad god might understand it, unless of course they were a clone of Anik.

Anik would not be able to craft this creature totally now... but still plans would have to be made, and it would need considerable work.

Anik himself was suited for crafting, and very adept at doing so, but perhaps something that was like Anik in looks, but not in feature. Something that was Anik the Warrior instead of Anik the Crafter. Anik of course would need to be kept safe when it was fighting, but also at the same time be able to offer support. So then Anik came up with something called a "Battle Body".

The idea was that the Battle Body would fight with Anik inside of him, this would allow Anik to maintain the creature from within both with magic and his own abilities as support. The body would control all movements and thought processes, though would have a direct mental link to its user.

So then physically he required intensl (almost insainly) strong material that could make up the body as well as perhaps some additional technological features. He began thinking hard of both technical, supernatural, and biological components needed.

Since the information reletive to something like this would be "top secret". Anik would unfortunatly need to remove the Oath Sword for now. He went outside, touched the wood of the workshop to make a hook and then placed the chain around it. Anik then went back inside to make his plans, and to see what he need.

*Coughs*

((OK its been 6 days and I haven't gotten a response so I'm going to say I'm going to craft somethings in a massive post.))

1: Modifying the Scuba equipment.

Anik though for all his wonderful plans, was not yet up to such a daunting task. He shelved the project (quite literally putting the plans on a blank spot on the shelf) and then began working at the task at hand. Crafting for underwater adventure. He already had a Scuba tank which he hastily would begin to modify.

He went over and study the components. It was simple, ingenious, and totally mechanical relying on the pressure of the water itself to deliver the right pressure to your lungs. It would also do the same for the vest you wore to attain buoyancy in the water. Though while simple and would work at lower depths he needed something that would be better for higher pressures, he also needed a lot more air. But the best thing he might be able to do is to preserve the amount of air he had naturally I mean in a normal tank there was about 90cubic feet of air already... which if the pressure never got down below = to 10 meters under water, could last him up to an hour and a half of breathing time. So he decided he needed to do 2 things: One, make the suit resist water pressure. Two, he needed to cause the tank to be able to hold higher air pressures (that fact alone would mean it would resist the water pressure). Then there was the air inside... if there was more space or air inside without causing extream pressure(or atleast increating the amount of air in there without increasing the pressure). It would be tricky but he thought perhaps he could do it.

His eye's widend and he laughed. "Too technical... too techncial" He said. Of course all of that would still play in, but he had a different plan for the tank.

He first took the diving suit he would be using, and of course the regulator. He left the workshop and went to the nearest well, pond, stream, or bucket of water he could find. This would allow him to get the suit wet, thus having the element of water present. He then conjured up more with some magic until the thing was soaked. Suddenly then he focused on the suit and he began to rework its structure at the very core of its making. Weavings of the supernatural into the nature began to occur, and the wetsuit would use water aginst water, using the water inside the suit to turn it into a "pressure repelent" water would push with all its might aginst the suit but it would not bend to its will and keep the wearer. The regulator would push air out at a normal sea-level flow.

That was the easy part. The hard part was the tank. The infusion of two magics, especially the conversion would be hard to attain. He brought the tank out to the water source and submerged it. Here he began to convert it a bit. Keeping the air inside at the same extream pressure it would be at. But first the tank itself would begin to open on the end... but air did not come out, but in intially. He made sure there was a "reverse" switch in which he could blast out all the stored air and turn the thing into an under-water rocket, but then doing so would mean holding his breath for a minute while he resupplied the air reserve should he totally deplete it. He turned the bottem of the tank into a sort of "supernatural valve" which allow things in but not out (initially), then came the tricky pater. Using the earth of the metal, the air of the high pressure, and the water it was submerged in, he began to create a supernatural vortex in which anything that when it would be trasformed into normal. Air, of course magic alone wouldn't be able to do this. Instead he had to use his own power. Anik took his knife out and cut his hands... the Left hand of Destruction, and the Right hand of Creation. Together with control they formed trasmutation. The blood flowed out of Anik's body, and he could feel himself getting weaker... the water and soon looked like it got sucked up into the tank. There anything that entered the tank would be swirled around the tanks core where the trasmution would occur.

Anik was beginning to sweat and get pal as nearly two pints of blood left his body and went into the trasfution of the entering water (or even other air that was not normal). Once it was done he lifted the tank by the traps and panted heavily. He looked on the scars on his hand and used what minor power he had to repair and stop the bleeding (though they weren't "healed"). He wouldn't be able to use his blood for a project for a while.

He bran the newly traformed Scuba equipment back to the workshop. He would need some rest now before he continued.

Long story short:
Scuba suit- Resists extream pressure, turning it into a small fraction of what it is.
Scuba tank- Open hole at the bottem can take in things (like flowing water or the surrounding air) then inside the tank it is trasmututed into air. This allows him to "resupply" himself with air even if he's not at the surface. But normally the valve is "off" and he just uses air from the tank. He can go into "reverse" which is exactly like a ballon when it gets released, it goes flying forward! Though this lowers the air supply quickly (gitting rid of a minutes worth of air in a second).

Anik writes a note on the counter should anyone go looking for him.
*Be back soon, went to go see a friend.*

He then left for Foun's Realm.

The scuba suit complete, there was a city abandoned - a mad scientist - creatures of hollow -

And he was there.

Anik reappeared here going back to his realm. Foun and Crailek were always getting themselves cut up, he would have to arm them later, for a price of course, but a generous price at that.

He now though had a job to do. Hopefully the Callisti would be here by now, but if not he would have to wait for it. He went and got the scuba suit and put it on he felt silly having no water anywhere near him, if the Callisti came he would brief him about the message and the job, then head over to Konung's Realm.

Anik only had to wait for an hour or so before the shimmering ball of silver and light came upon him.

Roses at your feet, Associate Anik. How might I assist?

"Your task is to accompany me in my mission. By order of the Conclave, I am to travel to the SEAS OF JORMUNGANDR, where the DIVINE KONUNG dwells. KONUNG claims to have in his possession a SUPERWEAPON that the CONCLAVE would prize highly, if his claims are true. He claims to have a KRAKEN named KORDAR which can attack REALMS at a distance and cause MASS DAMAGE to his enemies.

I am to assess
(a) how the KRAKEN can be killed, it's endurance levels, etc.
(b) how easily it can be controlled, and the extent of KONUNG'S control
(c) whether or not it can exist outside salt water
(d) it's magical, theomythical, supernatural, etc., abilities
(e) is psionics involved in it's control?
(f) how territorial is Konung towards it?

In this effort you are to assist me in any way you see fit, though I would take primary lead on this mission since I am responsible for the outcome. Specifically I would like you to detect for lies telling me secretly to me if able, examine both Konung and the Kraken with your own senses so that my observations may be expanded, record all events, actions, and speech, as well as any observations that I specifically take note. Verify claims of my observations if possible. Do you think you are able to complete those requirments." He trys to communicate on a level that it would understand most easily.