[h2][b][u]Magna Naviganti[/u][/b][/h2]

His creation was the first in a while and he felt drained, though some energy had retuned to him, he didn't feel like it was as much as he had before he started, so he would decide to refrain from any creating. Magna made way to the alcoves he created at the back of the grand hall, walking up the shallow steps that brought him to the foyer between the spaces in the walls. He turned around to face out towards the opening on the fared and spotted his compatriots shaping the planet bellow.

"Brothers and Sisters!" He called out, "I shall retire to my chambers, I do not feel well enough to participate in this round of shaping, I do hope that this does not inconvenience any of you." He turned away from them and went straight to the alcove furthest to the left which he designated his own. 

The moment Naviganti stepped in, the clean marble floor beneath him turned to rough wooden planks, and beneath them, though the cracks, he could see dirt and ambient light and tufts of weeds. The walls too transformed, turing into the same dusty planks the floors were, outside, between the gaps in the planks, he saw the slightly blurred images of pine trees, looking faded by the strong light on the other side. "Outside" birds chirped but other then that and the gentle rustling of the wind through the pine needles, it was silent. In the corner, strung up from the ceiling was a hammock, he eased himself into it and closed his eyes. 

"Maybe I will sleep and regain some energy." he mumbled to himself, throwing his arm over his eyes.

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Roll: +4
Previously Stored Points: +2
Events Bonus: +0

Actions:

none.

Cost: 0
Remaining Balance: 6

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