One Hundred and Four - A Fell Wind Upon Sails
Predominately a [Constitution] is innate. Dispensed [Bloodlines] and [Boons].
It is a matter of prideful debate that clans or Sects are those that control the specific conditions and talents for which many are famed.
[Brass Tiger Skin] for the same named Sect.
[Three Ringed Poison Body] for the venerable [Sixteenth Under Heaven] and all the subsidiary members of her house.
Yet, pride clouds otherwise clear waters.
Our [Spirit Beasts] hold the lineage. The dominant trait inherent within their blood that is passed down between generations - if in varying percentages, or under the subjection to mutations from myriad factors.
It demystifies to think in this way, and thus, obfuscation is done purposefully.
To delve into the enforced secrecy of knowledge is not my work’s intent, yet it remains an immortal foe.
What few discover is the ease in which [Constitutions] can both be created, and adapted from specific methods of cultivation. Processes, either alchemical or spiritual, that require no more than the tenacity to acquire the necessary components.
Transformative force. [Tribulations]. Harvested materials. Herbs.
A small, if useful facet of the undertaking.
The true difficulty lies in quantity.
- “Constitution, Volumes One through Three,” by Master Ban Bingbai
The emboldened vagrants had set to mundane, water-faring ships to concoct their raids, and had wreathed the surrounding [Mystic Ream] in disjointed pyres where steadings once stood. A wasteful, short-sighted act, for even the abundance of water wherein the plentiful rice grew could not stifle the flames.
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