I have a knack for throwing magical things together. Nothing ridiculous, like grand rituals or intricate enchantments. No, not at all. What I do was different from everybody else. After all, who else makes magic tasers from some PVC pipe, silk from an elemental weaver spider, and the horn of a electro-monitor? (That is a lizard, not a screen by the way) I, James am going to craft some random things. And blow some things up. And probably get blown up after I anger someone too fast to run away from. Please tell me about any grammar or spelling mistakes I make. I have no clue what I am doing here. Expect no upload schedule, and small chapters when I do manage to upload. Thanks for reading.