Elder Blood Witcher 323 Pinocchio?

Reima plays with his staff while waiting for the examiners to prepare the next test, it doesn't take long before a small box appears in-front of Meredith.

"Now, this test will be to see how you'll fare at using practical applications of magic." she says while pulling out some needles from the box and placing them upright in-front of her. "Will both of you please turn these needles into matches?" she says.

Reima shrugs and doesn't even move to transfigure the item, it simply changes as he wills it. Ciri doesn't appear to have the focus or willpower needed to do this and so leans her staff forwards slightly, the gesture providing all she needs to successfully change it.

The examiners looks at each other and nod in satisfaction, Trumpus looking reluctant to do so.

Meredith "Now, please increase the size of these matches two fold." she asks.

Ciri's unable to cast this spell chantlessly as she had done the previous one, she gestures towards the match and casts "Engorgio". This causes her match to double in size, as the examiner had asked, Reima does the same without chanting the spells name afterwards.

It seems however that this isn't the end for the now rather large match sticks, Edmund picks both up and tries to strike Ciri's first in an attempt to light it. It sparks slightly but fails showing that while Ciri had indeed increased it's size, the composition of the material's expanded had changed slightly. Endmund does the same with Reima's and it sparks into a small fire proportional to it's increased size.

After the matchstick test they pull out two small blocks of oak wood about the same size as Meredith's fist. She looks towards them and asks the duo to transfigure them into statues, they don't seem to care what you transfigure them into though.

Reima goes first and turns his into an almost identical replica of Nerissa, complete with a sundress, straw hat and lack of shoes. He directs a smile towards the rabbit who's ears had perked up at the display. The examiners look at it and are surprised at it's quality, along with how artistically sound it is. If they didn't know any better they'd say this was slowly carved over days of effort.

Seeing this Ciri decides to mess with that infuriating Trumpus, she focuses all of her attention on the block of wood while remembering the form she wishes to transfigure it into. It slowly begins to change, twist and warp into a tall almost naked figure of Reima... Complete with small scars, tied up hair and speedo's for good measure.

Reima glances at her with an embarra.s.sed grin at the fact she'd paid such close attention to his body, the examiners also praised her transfiguration, with the exception of the scoffing Trumpus who didn't seem happy at her efforts. Snuffles seemed to find it more interesting than her own wood statue however which amused Ciri some.

Meredith coughs into her hand, "Ahem, both of your statues are very well done, however your choice in subject has made your next task all the more difficult, we'd like you to animate these statues as accurately as possible." she says, causing the smile of Ciri's face to drop. She eyes Reima as if this is his fault. He can only shrug and think about how to animate it... Did they want it to have the same personality as the person depicted? Did they just want it to act like a human, or vampire in this case? Rubbing his chin he finally decides to try to animate it as accurately as possible. Tapping his staff on the floor he utilises free transfiguration to try and achieve the results he wants.

The wooden model of Nerissa begins to slowly move, slowly stumbling around the table before regaining it's balance. It looks as if it's trying to breathe but due to it's lack of lungs the copy of Nerissa appears to hold it's throat and choke, it falls to the floor as if it's suffocating but slowly comes to realise it doesn't require air.

The exminers looks horrified at this, as does Ciri, Snuffles and Reima... He quickly fixes this by reducing it's complexity, leaving it able to walk around and perform actions, but no longer able to think for itself... He lets out a sigh in relief when it starts acting normally, only now noticing that he'd used a relatively large amount of magic for such a small transfiguration.

Edmund "Err, very well done, Mr Ludvig... Perhaps you should stick to animals instead?" he says rubbing his sweaty palms. Reima simply nods, agreeing he shouldn't attempt that again.

Next up is Ciri, and boy is she reluctant to animate her mini-Reima after watching the mini-Nerissa literally suffocate for minutes on end due to it's lack of lungs...