Training one's mind. (open)

[Rognan Dar]

There was a loud thud as a rock hit the floor in one of the training rooms of the Academy. Rognan was practicing his teleknetic skills. Starting with lifting small rocks, then slightly bigger, then even bigger, untill his mind could not handle it.

He sat down for a little break. This was harder then he ever thought. Though, he thought he was going quite well, he still could not do to much or he would over do it and might hurt his mind.

After a 5 minute break, he stood up again and went to a rock the size of a basketball. He stretched out his hand and used the force to lift it in the air. He was trying to see how long he could hold it there.

[Rognan Dar]

Rognan could not hold it for long. His mental power was depleting fast. He slowly let the rock down and fell to his knees after he did.

"This is hard on the head."

He this to noone but himself, since noone else was here. This time he took a small nap on the ground to recharge his strength. He sleeped for about twenty minutes before waking up and remember where he was.

He went at lifting rocks again. He wasn't going to stop untill he was satisfied with himself. He started samll again. Throwing rock from the ground, into the air, only to hit the ground again. He pick one up from the ground with him mind, held it him hand and looked at its features. It was plain, just a normal rock. Oh well. He focused on the rock and shot it across the area he was in. It hit a wall and was inlodged in it.

"Oops. A little to hard there."

He did this for hours. He surprised himself at how long he could keep this up.

Night finally came. It was getting late and Rog could do with a good nights sleep. So he slowly walked back to him room and fell on his bed and was instently asleep.