Chris reluctantly summoned the protective gear over to her table and put them on, now doubt looking like an idiot. At least she wouldn't get yelled at. She placed the tip of her wand on the plank that had been given to her and began to mutter, "Intaglio Wunjo, wunjo, wunjo, wunjo..." continuing until the flag-looking rune lay before her. Success, motivation, completion of tasks, going over the top. Exactly what she wanted to be known for. She continued to carve in the plank. Tiwaz to strengthen the will. Mannaz for intelligence and forethought. Dagaz for clarity. Kenaz, so that she could have a passion for what she was doing. Fehu for acheiving goals, and so that her hard work may pay off. After several minutes of slow, careful work, she removed her gloves and goggles, stroking the lines of each symbol with her fingertip. She was beginning to like this class.