Augmented4th

I didn't know a thing about magic until my grandmother gave me the Key of Purity. It'd been in the family for generations and by this point was just an heirloom, but only days later, all of the old artifacts awoke, and I was learning to change into my alter ego to stop the criminals who were abusing the powers of other magic items. I was absolutely unprepared. Of course, as the great warrior Purity, I had the magic armor and the ability to bind spirits and such, which was enough power to get things done, but I wasn't even out of high school. Until the first crack of thunder from city hall when the Dread Lord used the Rod of Lordship in an at

Desiring an omelette, he cracked an egg. He held the shell over a mixing bowl, but no yolk spilled out. Instead, there was only a thick black smoke that fell slowly, and from within, the sound of whispering in unnatural languages could be heard. He looked critically at the egg in his hands and checked the carton that he'd pulled it from. He sighed, threw away the egg, and made a mental note to apologize for accidentally using food from his roommate's shelf in the fridge.

"A knot," he said, "is a structure built from the friction of rope against rope." He held up the length of rope to the class and let them watch as he folded, twisted, and drew the strands together. "Some sections are meant to slide and some are meant to remain together." He glanced up at his audience and grinned. "I can already see a few of you drawing conclusions. If you're taking this class, then you've already learned how to engrave magic, and with it, the importance of relative positioning of symbols." The last section of rope slid down to his fingers and drew tight. With a pop, a conjured dove flew out from his hands. "Build your symb