EL journal wk 37

Raydon felt nothing but antipathy for the rock as his magic,unable to hold it in the air for long, failed and the came crashing down to the ground again."Try again Crayon.." the halcyon and somewhat felicitous Rashik drawled again."No!Lift the rock yourself; i won't."Much to Raydon's surprise, the elf suddenly turned austere."Without grasping the true potential of magic, you will never excel in it, but be like those erudite and arrogant elves in the Magic Guild,wasting hours over trying to convert cheap ores into gold!"