The girl hadn’t expected to learn magick in a flash of sparks and faerie dust, and then suddenly she’d be able to conjure ice burgs out of thin air, thank you Mister Mage Man for showing me the way of magickal icy awesomeness, I’ll be on my way. But, meditation… Stopping to focus just on one thing, huh?
Whatever. It was something to try, at least. Looking around the room, she spied a chair in the corner. She dragged it back over to Merrion, and sat down in it, unfurling the Blizzard scroll in her lap. Stone then balled her fists and, sitting up straight, placed them on her knees.
Inhaling deeply, she closed her eyes, then exhaled. “Like this? Now I just gotta focus on… the unseen power of ice, or something, right?”