Archi: The box top is closed, but you can't crush a snake by putting it in a box. You somehow manage to conjure a metalic box above your head, and it hits you, giving you a nice old concussion. (+0.2 conjuring)

Mather: You morph it into a razorblade glvoe with the blades on the inside. it cuts your hand pretty badly, but you'll recover.. slightly. (+0.2 allomancey)

I follow mah teacher.

I attempt to morph it into a razor-wire concealed inside a fake pen with one end attached inside it and the other in the button, and I keep walking.

Stork: You follow to the headmasters quarters. He looks disgrunteldley at a few sets of scrolls as you come in.

Mather: You somehow manage to do so, while healer fixes you hand. (Is this suposed to have a purpose? +0.3 allomancey)

Wait for the headmaster to start the conversation. Do not speak unless spoken to.

Arty continues on his way to the city of masks, ax in one hand and wand in the other.

 

 

(Hmm a 1 kilo tonne anti matter bomb would release roughly 3.6E29 joules of energy (if I did my math correctly))

I dunno, you just transfored my stuff into other things so I decided why not keep doing it except aim for something that it's unlikely I'd actually accomplish when needed, that and adding some weght to the button end would make it an awesome weapon not only useful for assasinations.

 

I follow the guy who woke me up.

I decide I will make a Matryoshka Box.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_doll

 

When I have 20 Boxes stacked inside each other I head off to the nearest post office to buy some stamps.

(what? I'm going by the stuff that you posted earlier, Mather. And i never changed it at all, you changed it because you wanted to be an Engineer mage... So, you decided on what you have.)

Stork: He says to you "Alright, you little hooligan, listen up. you're going to be sent on a very important mission, which may allow you to get a good job for our city. Your task is to go to our three outposts in the nearby forrest, desert, and flood plain. You are to check in with them and give them help. Understood?" you note that he doesn't give you a time frame, so you think you can goof off for a while before you should head out to the posts.

Arty: You arrive at the city of masks, a home of the morphing mages. You enter with your weapons out, and are asked to put them away by some of the guards.

Mather: You arrive at the CO of the Engineer Mage facility. He seems to be yellin at an unfortunate pair of aprentices who you know cause trouble often.

EDIT:

Arch: You create a rather shoddy box out of some materiels you conjure and the bigger box you have already. (+0.3 conjuring, +0.5 crafting) The snake seems rather pissed off in it's box.

I mean like the frame you turned into an emo's glove.

 

I walk over to the CO, "The birds shat bricks this morning, sir! Though undoubtedly we still don't have enough to build the shuttle.".

Arty sheaths his weapons and looks for the local office of the artificers/imbuders/magical item creators/wherever the hell he came from.

I continue to consider the snake irrelevant, as it is inside 4 boxes now.

I continue making the Russian Box.

Head off to the forest, reading mah scrolls along the way.

Mather: (Ohhh... Derp.) The person who led you here grabs you back while you speak to his back. "Are you funny in the head son? You DO NOT talk to the CO like that, unless you want to die. You have a mission to do."

Grim: You put away your things, and then head to the main administrative building in the city of masks. When you arrive, you find a rather hasseled secretary going over scrolls.

Arch: You realize that the snake is in one box, and that the russian box is already finished. The snake escapes, and with a final hiss, it slinks off into the forest.

Stork: You realize that the first scroll contains basic directions to the place you're heading too, all three of them. The other shows you some basic stratageys to use as an Earth Mage. (Suround and crush, Pelting and running, and ensnarement.)

"Crazy; yes, deathwish; no. And what exactly is my mission?"

I then conjure a larger box around the first box, made out of a strong material that the snake can't get through.

 

 

So, two boxes...

 

 

In any event I head to the post office to buy stamps...as I said earlier.

You conjured it above your head, and it gave you a concussion. (The second box)

Keeeeeep walking...

You conjured it above your head, and it gave you a concussion. (The second box)

 

Right...

 

Life goes on and I still don't have any stamps.

Roll.

Mather: The guide shakes his head. "He'll tell you, but don't act funny in front of him or you're DEAD."

Arch: You realize that your in the middle of the forest, and that the postal system and stamps have not been invented yet. (Are you feeling evil today? Because it's really annoying to deal with this. But thanks for for giving me the experience for dealing with utter nonsense.)

Stork: You run into a deserted cave on the way to the forest outpost.

Arty asks "May I ask where the artificer branch of this city is?"

I am just a bad player <_<

 

 

Anywho, spacing so bi

I walk up the the CO, "Sir, you have a mission for me?"

I begin reading the labels of the herbs in my garden...Or I begin remembering what herbs I planted and putting labels out.

To do this I conjure little wooden stakes with little wooden strips on, where I teleport the wood out to make the label.

 

 

So Herblore, conjuring and teleportation XP please :thumbsup:

Random cave....? ENTER IT.