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Erick sat on his seat in the middle of the farm, under a weather [Ward] someone else had provided, on stone seats someone else had conjured. His usual group had expanded by a few members, and the space had been expanded to accommodate the newcomers. Killzone was there, in all his darker than black orcol self. Mog was there, too. She had a habit of smiling at Erick when he wasn’t looking. Silverite sat on the seat closest to him. Valok, Apogough, and Krakina sat in their usual spots. Mage Guildmaster Zago was there, too. She had a smirk that would simply not leave her face. She tried to school her joy away several times, but it always returned because every three seconds she was focusing on a different part of the farm all around them.
And up above, it rained. The spell took ten minutes of misty foggy glows to get up into the sky and start operating properly, but that was a while ago. Silver light had been raining for the last twenty minutes.
[Exalted Storm Aura] was a glowing white cloud that stretched for miles across the sky, heavy with silver that fell out of the cloud as drops of platinum light. Erick watched the rain fall, alongside everyone else. To his meditating sight the cloud was a brilliant roil and the shadows around him were pitiful things, too small to matter. The shadows were nothing compared to the radiance looming above.
And still, mana flowed through Erick, 1 point out every 4 seconds, 1 point in every 3.5 seconds, because:
| Exalted Storm Aura, 1 MP per second, super long range ~{Favored Spell}~ Anoint the land with blessed rain, rapidly growing all <crops and pasture> to <harvest size> and restoring vibrancy to all other <desired> plant life and soil. If used in a <prepared field> <devoid of crops>, highly nutritious beans will sprout after <a full day of rain>. Particle Mage Only
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