Curious Pastimes - Rules: Spell Lists

Rank 1 spells

Corporeal
Mage
Shaman
Cleanse Wound
Armour
Befriend
Diagnosis
Identify Elemental Magic
Command
Discern Nature of Poison
Magnetise
Confusion
Enhancement
Mend
Detect Spirits
Fumble
Open
Distract
Lesser Healing
Reform
Enthral
Mute
Repel
Fear
Restore Speech
Shatter
Forget
Retribution
Strike Down
Spirit Guardian
Sanctuary
 
Spirit Sight

Rank 2 spells

Corporeal
Mage
Shaman
Blinding
Aura Of Defence
Discern Spirit's Nature
Cure Blindness
Dispel
Dissolution
Cure Disease
Flare
Iron Will
Cure Paralysis
Heat Metal
Possession
Discern Nature of Undead
Magical Armour
Resist Fear
Greater Healing
Magic Missile
Sleep
Paralyse
Magic Weapon
Speak with Dead
Purge Poison
Telekinesis
Spirit Bolt
Regeneration
Transmute
Spirit Shield
Resist Poison
 
 
Unbinding
 
 
Wounding
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Fundamental Magic

Rank 1
Rank 2
Countermagic
Counterspell
Detect Magic
 

 

And so it began......

Dawn breaks, war looms, the evil Lord is gathering his armies to wage a campaign of destruction upon the free peoples of the world. It is up to I, Sir Maximilan Pegasus to stop him, with my trusted band of adventurers we must gather the enchanted sword of Tek, the Shield of Way-Lem and the amulet of Subsidence and together we shall slay this abomination! “TIME FREEZE” And bam, the fantasy world fades away, the enchanted sword of Tek in my hand is a rubber sword smothered in coloured ribbons with a laminated card cable tied to the hilt, I look down and I’m wearing plastic armour and unflattering heropants, and the magical world of my imagination washes away to reveal a field in Wigan, but you know what? It’s larp and I’m a larper, it’s what I do.
I started larping when I was 17, I’d never role-played before, I’d never played D&D or Warhammer, never played WoW or any form of online game, I’d never even read Lord of the Rings, I feel somewhat privileged that I hadn’t done any of those things, I think it gave me an untainted attitude towards what larp could be, I had no preconceptions about saving the maiden fair, slaying the dragon or smiting the liche, to me it was just a new thing to try.
It was cold, really cold, 10am on a September morning, the rain was battering down and I’d been given a faux fur tunic, a mouldy old sword and been pointed towards a man and told, “You’re monstering, there’s the ref he’ll tell you what to do.” I obeyed, I played wave after wave of zombies, orcs and various line monsters and to be honest, was cold, bored and hungry. That is, until lunchtime, the teams switched sides, I got into the kit I’d scrounged up, as with most first timers, a black trenchcoat. I took the mouldy old sword, stood with my fellow adventurers and it hit me, I’m a god damn hero!
Pow, there it was, a new larper was born.