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| - Type: Celestial Circle Sorcerery Keywords: Shaping Cost: 30 Target: One Structure Duration: A Year and a Day Among SWLIHN's Third-Circle Subsouls, seventh is Teryean, The Truth that Defied All Will. It was he who first conceived of the idea that laws of physics and reality could be truly inviolate independent of the will of those who shaped them. In his form as a breathtaking angel of noble bearing and feathered wings, he could often be seen in Creation, speaking with the subsouls of Autocthon, or conducting experiments in his many laboratories. Of all of SWLIHN's subsouls, it was he who had the greatest appreciation for Fate, and he who held the Great Maker in respect and friendship. And so, when the Great Maker betrayed his brothers and they were sealed away in hell, his Yozi's rage fel
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| - Type: Celestial Circle Sorcerery Keywords: Shaping Cost: 30 Target: One Structure Duration: A Year and a Day Among SWLIHN's Third-Circle Subsouls, seventh is Teryean, The Truth that Defied All Will. It was he who first conceived of the idea that laws of physics and reality could be truly inviolate independent of the will of those who shaped them. In his form as a breathtaking angel of noble bearing and feathered wings, he could often be seen in Creation, speaking with the subsouls of Autocthon, or conducting experiments in his many laboratories. Of all of SWLIHN's subsouls, it was he who had the greatest appreciation for Fate, and he who held the Great Maker in respect and friendship. And so, when the Great Maker betrayed his brothers and they were sealed away in hell, his Yozi's rage fell upon him. For her association with the machine gods, she ripped him from the heavens, entombing him in a shooting star above the skies of Malfeas. There he tumbled, burning through the skies, until he finally impacted deep in the deserts of Cecelyne. Horribly scarred, his body broken, his eyes blinded, his wings naught but scraps of bone and ash, he tried to feel his way to safety, only to find himself stuck fast, a smooth, hot surface under his fingers instead of sand. His impact had fused the sand around him into stained red glass, trapping his broken body there, unable to leave. With what little power remained to him, he shaped the glass around him into a shelter to keep him from the Yozi's wrath, hidden under the desert sands. There, as the ages passed, he forged his shelter into more, so he could carry on his work. Even in unimaginable pain, his curiosity could not be suppressed -- and so from the glass to which he was inextricably fused, he made a new laboratory. It's equipment became his hands, it's sensors his eyes, it's armor shelter his body, more than the broken corpse entombed in the glass walls ever was. This spell summons a small aspect of Teryean, making a wondrous laboratory and workshop appear before the caster. The caster pours a handful of sand onto the ground, and it fuses to glass where it falls and then grows, first underground and then above the surface. Soon, a laboratory made entirely from translucent red impact glass appears before him, stocked with whatever the caster requires. The laboratory functions as an Flawless Workship that has the tools for whatever crafting check the user may want to make (Elemental, Fate, Genesis, etc). If the work performed inside it is pure research, such as the development of plans for a new artifact (but not the physical construction of it), or the disassembly of an old relic, the worship grants 3 automatic successes on all crafting checks as it's automatic systems assist the user.
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