The Pale World. . .
A Plane designed by Barinellos. Currently this intriguing world is still under construction, however some things have been set in stone. One of these being Elanda Rine. She was discovered by Aaarrrgh, and he has composed the following summaries to help in the understanding of anything related to her, including her card design.
This contest is the first of several. Barinellos hopes to form a complete large set out of his plane. Here is your chance to be a part of this majestic endeavor. Let us see your genius and you may earn a chance to enter at your own risk.
Welcome to the second round of Elanda's creation. So far we have this:
Planeswalker - Elanda
+1: Draw a card. You get an emblem with "Your maximum hand size is reduced by one."
Barinellos thinks that we should have a second + ability. So that's your criteria:
Make a second postitive ability for Elanda.
Elanda always had a natural talent for magic. As a prodigy, she was sent to a high-class academy at a very young age. Although she had a strong desire for knowledge, she caused a lot of problems. She was always talking back at her teachers, believing she knew better than the more experienced staff (and she often did). She also had very little patience with the other students when they could not grasp the lessons at the same pace she could, and was generally an annoying know-it-all. Her teachers did everything they could to reign her behavior, but what do you do with a child who is better at your trade than you are? The last straw came when it was discovered that she was using mind control magic on her own classmates. When questioned about it, she calmly explained that the homework she had been given was beneath her, and that any weak-minded fool could complete the tasks even without full use of their mind, and she had proved it by having several classmates do it in her stead. In her opinion they should have been proud of her prowess. The headmaster politely disagreed, and told her to pack her things, as she would be leaving in the morning. Furious at this betrayal of her genius, Elanda did what any exceedingly gifted thirteen-year-old mage would do. She would show them exactly how much power they were thowing away by turning her away. She had been studying advanced spells well beyond even the staff's capabilities. The kind of spells you found in the part of the library students, and even some members of the faculty, weren't allowed to use. Of course, she would never sneak into that section and take a book. She had made others do it for her. After some frantic page-turning, she found what she was looking for, a spell that was sure to impress that dessicated headmaster. The spell to stop time.
The next day, she requested an audience with the headmaster in private before she was sent off. She stepped into his office, trying to look as sad and contrite as possible, all the while going over the spell in her mind repeatedly. She had studied it all night, and she was quite certain she knew it well, but she was frustrated and tired, and failing this now would be mortifying. As the principal looked at her questioningly, she raised her hands and started reciting the words of the spell. But something was wrong. She could feel it, but she couldn't figure out what. By this part of the ritual, the rest of the world should have slowed down to the point where only those inside the immediate effect of the spell, the headmaster and herself, could move, but it wasn't happening. She saw another student run by the window outside, and her concentration shattered completely. She could feel the threads of the spell snapping apart, and as she tried to re-weave them, she could tell that they were not connecting correctly. With a scream of fear, she released the spell. She found herself enveloped in a bright light, and when she her eyesight returned, nothing around her looked familiar. She was in a world completely unlike the one she knew.
That was ten years ago, and Elanda grew to enjoy the ability to leave a world behind when it suited her. Except "grew" is not the right word. In fact, Elanda has not grown at all since that day. Instead of stopping time from flowing around her, the botched spell had stopped time from affecting her body. The irony that her attempt at forcing adults to take her seriously had resulted in always being taken for a child was not lost on her. As a matter of fact, she spends every day looking for a way to reverse it. But even though she is still as proud, the years have tempered her with some wisdom. She is reticent to attempt to manipulate time again until she is prepared. But she knows that safely doing that will require much more power than she currently possesses. This has brought her to the Pale World. She has heard rumors of immense mana crystals which could easily fuel the spells, but only if she gets to it before anyone else does. And if that means encouraging the locals to focus more on fighting each other than saving themselves, so be it. After all, who would accuse a little girl of orchestrating a war?
Elanda is a human female, who looks like she is in her early teens. Her appearance is deceiving, though. She is in fact ten years older than she appears, and that fact has embittered her. Because of the failed time control spell which caused her condition, she has become obsessed with time. She always carries at least two timekeeping devices (one artificial and one magical), and she plans her every move to the minute. To the second, if possible. She does not like surprises, and she is willing to do more or less anything to achieve her plans.