Cyrith had no idea what to do, should she stop her newborn child from being harshly disciplined or should she sit back and not face the wrath of the elder. Of course she knew the answer to that question, of course, she should jump in, the amount of power coming from the 2 was incredible but the High elder made her stagnant as her voice boomed through the room

“The little one challenges me,” the elder said, it made Cyrith pause and hesitate as the magic at the tip of her tail reached heights she couldn’t understand. A stare broke through towards the child and something else that seemed to catch the elders eye, but as she did that little Amarydith dispelled her ‘Attuned Disperse’ and giggled, even though it was faint a mother would never miss her own child’s giggle.

The power enveloping the elder finally receded as well as she went to say anything I had to step in before any harm was done to my child

“Please excuse little Amy, she didn’t mean any harm, I will take any punishment in her pla-,” I was cut off by a voice that seemed to suppress mine

“There will be no punishment for the little one, she is my great, great, great, great, grandchild of course, and she was just playing don't you see?” The elder exclaimed as I looked down at my precious little Amy as she looked at me with a wide smile and wagging tail, she was happy and excited no less. Part of me as a mother saw this coming, she was a little different, but she’s only a month old! The thought was pushed away as my gaze drifted towards the elder, she was smiling, a rare sight from a steeled High Elder, especially from the center villages.

There were a few more words from the elder “that child is extraordinary, Ciryth, and I have realized her power, if she wishes to be my apprentice or Grinolds I’ll be happy to assist in any way, but I will not allow you to throw the child into the apprenticeship of a tradition without her own knowledge of the stories, now let us move on to the other children, we have 3 more after all,”

Ciryth had no idea what to do, she was flabbergasted at the display of power that just happened in front of her. Ciryth looked at her spouse and saw the shy nature that she always had, she always understood her lover to that level, but still knew that the ‘scouts captain’ had every single skill in her arsenal ready. She loved her to death and still did. Airryl had a stare, hardened, experienced, and ready to pounce even after the problem blew over. A tail came from below her bussom tapping Airryl in the cheek as her expression faded and she came to reality, all of her skills dispersing in an instant. Cyrith smiled as she held her partner's hand as her Nature attunement took over, her nature Skill ‘mother’s warmth’ brought warmth and calmness to the family, the first time she used it because she thought herself not worthy of using a ‘Great’ skill tailored to nurturing her child because she had failed so early on.

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I nustled my way back into my mother’s chest, after all the fun my friend and I had a giggle fit, he was now sitting down on the table in front of us looking off with interest.

A Skill flowed over me, it wasn’t exactly warm but it had a calming nature about it, I felt it come from my mom, I knew I made the room tense, but I was just a innocent like infant that definitely doesn’t know better, I giggled to myself as slowly dozed off over taken by midnight nap as the other had their hour long introductions.

***

What seemed to be 1-3 hours later after introductions and a intermition it was now the dead of night. I looked up and we were still in front of a crowded but now my mom and dad were quietly waiting as people revealed what seemed to be gifts, it clicked in my head, it was like a group family baby shower but after the baby is born so the parents can get stuff for their child, I saw numerous amounts of kid toys, clothes, and stuff that had contained magic on it. People came up one at a time handing the items of their choosing, all of these seemed unique, there were a lot of similar items but they all looked handmade, and they were, though they looked like they were made with finesse as if it was a machine. As that thought came to my brain inquisitive eye came to my aid and clicked in my brain, they were made with skills, they all put their personal effort into it with their specific skills.

They all came up in a line the people that were close enough to in the bloodline had come up first with basic items such as dresses or the regular skimpy clothing that everyone wore, it was just enough to cover the important bits, there was a few toys as well as some items for the parents; tools, knives and other wares that they could use in everyday life. About 50 people came up to each family and gave items. Next was the close family there was only about 7 people that came up to us but even less for the other families.

First up was auntie I didn’t catch her name the first time around but she came and my mother addressed her by her name “Histyll, thank you for bringing a gift, and I apologize for the ruckus she has caused,” my mother said in an apologetic tone, I harumphed to myself as auntie placed the gift on the table, it was a pair of earrings that seemed to have an empty amount of mana in it, it was confusing, it didn’t have it in it but it had mana on it but still contained.

“An attunement booster, when she turns 1 and gets her right ear pierced for becoming a child it will attune to her, just what she needed, I know,” she said the last part in an apologetic tone as I got giddy on the inside, I identified the item to learn more.

(Enchanted) attunement earrings: earrings that were made by an adept maker of jewelry and enchanted by an adept enchanter to make the item void of all unique mana. When the earrings are given to an Viscyrlan it will take hold of their unique attuned mana and give bonuses based on it.

‘Ting’ [identify] has leveled due to use on an unknown item with Enhancments. Lvl 2 to 3

“Me and my spouse had created it, I hope you enjoy it little one,” she said that last part while gripping my small nose and wiggling it. She looked a lot like mom but without the antenna and a less bulbous tail, I saw a plump in her stomach, she’s ready for a little demon it seems, she walked off after laughing with my mother and the next up was my dad's sister, she seemed a lot like dad as well almost exact except for the hair and distinct face, dads hair was a red-tinted black while her sisters were a blue tint but still black. They greeted each other with a hardy laugh after introductions, her name was Irythill, or the ‘Ice Princess’ as my dad mocked her, she blushed and angrily put the gift on the table in front of us.

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(Enchanted) chilled protection necklace: an item made by a master of the magic type of ice and winter, forged by a master smith and enchanted using an unbound skill by a master of ice. When worn this necklace will come to life protecting its wearer from attacks by summoning ice magic to the users aid.

“Quite impressive Irythill, this is made by an unbound skill, did you use the one I think you did?” Dad had seemed to have an athoritive tone towards her little sister.

“Y.. yes, I made it with my unbound skill; ‘ice o’ ice, live to protect’ the one that you had helped me achieve, out on our missions, think of it a.. as thanks for all you have done sister,” she was being shy when in the presence of my dad, it was cool that he had a 1 up on a lot of people, even though he rarely spoke.

There were a lot of people that weren’t exactly super close but I still got a handful of enchanted items, of course, I ‘identified’ them all

(Enchanted) lesser ring of holding: an advanced device made from a master enchanter and an adept forger. Made to hold objects in space, storing them away and pulled out at any time. Capacity 15

Hehe storage device.

(Enchanted) Monster Mana Core: cores that live within all monsters that reflect their inner abilities, a monster core of arcane properties a rare commodity. Enchanted with a siphon of mana that it generates allowing for use of it.

This one seemed a little much for a gift, knowing that arcane was rare but apparently not for monsters, my parents didn’t seem bothered by the better gift, just a bit surprised.

(Enchanted) lesser Mana battery: a metallic, spherical case enchanted by a master enchanter to store mana itself for later use. (Battery 300)

It was a little bit bigger than my baby head and was the one that made some heads turn, it thoroughly made mom proud. She beamed when the item was presented, I wanted to know who made it

[Viscyrlan(elder)] lvl ??

“Mother, you didn’t have to make such a rare item for us, now you are gonna have people at your doorstep asking for one,” my mother confronted my grandmother, they looked similar once again but grandma was further evolved and had a larger tail and antenna.

“It’s not for you child, it’s for Amy, and don’t you use it, she’s quite cute and now my favorite, she showed that stupid High Elder what’s, what,” my grandmother seemed senile as if age had actually gotten the better of her, but now I knew where my momma got her Rockin genetics from. My mother didn't say anything else and graciously accepted the gift.

The last 2 items was from a younger couple, apparently my older cousins entering young adulthood. They were both advanced in their tailoring skills and apparently knew how to enchant as well, seems their interest attracted each other, the items were the same they both said they knew about my arcane attunement and instantly got to work on a battle garment and an enchanted dress.

(Enchanted) dress of arcane flow: this item was made by a graciously advanced tailor with an adept skill at enchanting. Enchanted with an assist of the very flow of arcane accelerating it process (150%) increase to manipulation of arcane properties

(Enchanted) (advanced) Arcanist Battle Garments of Viscyrlan: made by a master of tailoring and forging, this set was made with the lithe bodies of Viscyrlans in mind and made to protect every bit with freedom of movement in mind as well, as a debut product of a young couple. Enchanted by an advanced enchanter increases all Arcane attacks and defenses made by the wearer by (200%) has a lesser layer of protection imbued by arcane itself.

They were both beautiful, not only the couple as the walked up arm in arm but the works they laid on the table, my parents' mouths were gaped as they ‘identified’ the enchanted items. Not only were they completely made by their teamwork but there was a new type of enchanted item that was their ‘advanced’ it seemed to explain it almost directly.

“Hadryll, Erithyll, this is… beyond amazing,” mother was at a loss for words and dad seemed enthralled but kept his cool only keeping a smug smile, still proud nonetheless.

The advanced tailor, Erithyll, spoke up, “we thought it would be an opportunity for us to make a new change for all of Arcis here and now,” they turned to crowd and explained such items. “This civilization has always been the bare minimum, only recently have we come back from a drought infertility and this… this is what we bring to a ceremony that is a new beginning,” she let her words sink in I decided to identify her and her partner.

[New Viscyrlan(young adult)] lvl ???

[High Viscyrlan(young adult)] lvl ??

She continued her speech “when I was born after the tragedy that plunged our people into loss of inspiration, we all knew that we may have even lost the unique race trait that once gave it to us,” the words caught the attention of every single person in the room, even High Elder. “When I made these items, I trusted the inspiration that drags me to speak during a ceremony about others, now that I am of age to allow myself to follow my own dreams and inspirations I have realized the power of this race trait, if allow it to take over us, to direct us to our dreams, then we will be a grand race that made Enchanted items as a hobby and not just for ceremonies as we once were!” She seemed to yell the last part when she got excited when people joined in, I could feel my race trait go off within me wanting to join in.

In that moment the arcane… mana… not not even that, inquisitive eye saw straight to the point because something changed within. Magic, mana, and arcane energies collided and mixed and tore apart in the room. My friend got in front of me protectively as my parents shielded me as well but I knew everything was ok they soon stopped to just watch the makes of magic collide together as everyone was changed within by magic and its constructs. It grew more violent as a torrent mixed together with an invisible force something that felt familiar but neither me nor my ‘inquisitive eye’ could figure it out. There was a flash as the purple, blue, and dark blue energies came to a still mixing together in an incomprehensible color. A rune that I could never understand came to life above everyone in the center of the room, a creation that was purely magical in nature and pulled together by a force that was even harder to comprehend.

It split into hundreds of pieces, somehow retaining its original rune. It spread out all over the room and all of the hundreds of pieces disintegrated and flowed into each person in the room. A notification ran through all of our heads at once

‘Ting’ The inspiration of one Viscyrlan has reached hundreds, reviving a trait that lay dormant and on the verge of collapse, with this, the trait is enhanced, “may the Viscyrlan Inspiration never falter even through tragedy,”