#also to test some brushes I customized a bit. I'm not that satisfied with the results but it was a lot of fun anyways

[bonicedemandarina]

Hiiiii *puts mizisua in these popular album covers and runs away*

[connoissuer-of-fine-vines]

Recently I had a lot of fun designing a custom Mox for one of my ocs, and it got me thinking. If you designed a Mox themed around one of your ocs, what sort of precious metal, stone or gem would it be based around. Could you describe it's appearance, how it worked mechanically?

"So, what's the story behind that chunk of silver you keep playing with?" Callum asked, breaking my concentration. I froze as I realized that I had my necklace out from underneath my shirt and the chunk of moonsilver attached to the cord was in my hand. Now I panicked on how to best answer him.

Callum is planebound, and while everyone at Strixhaven seems uncharacteristically accepting and generally knowledgeable of the multiverse, I was apprehensive about telling him that I was a planeswalker. I needed to tell enough truth to satisfy his curiosity but not too much to lead to more questions. I slowly lifted my head from my book, my hand now clenched around the smooth sliver of moonsilver.

"This? Oh, it's just something from home. It's from the m... some celestial body." I responded. I went to put it back beneath my shirt but Callum shifted closer to me, curiosity lighting his mismatched eyes.

"Can I get a closer look?" I mentally kicked myself. So much for not piquing his interest. Reluctantly I opened my hand. His callused fingers brushed against my palm as he gently plucked it from my palm.

I tried not to squirm as we were forced closer together but the short cord of the necklace was still around my neck. Callum reminds me a lot of Patroclus, both of them being driven, adventurous, and a bit impulsive. Patroclus didn't come to Strixhaven with me and I think I was latching my feelings for Patroclus onto Callum due to their similarities in personality. It also didn’t help that Callum was handsome. Patroclus and I had never been apart for this long since he happened upon me on Theros. This was our first test of whether our relationship was just a summer infatuation or something more.

"Oh, what are you looking at?" We both jumped at the voice, Callum's twitch nearly pulling me out of my chair. Tillane, our giantess friend leaned across the table to try to get a better look at my necklace as Callum pushed me back onto my chair. Tillane was an anomaly. I've never met a giant who was so easy to overlook. She was very meek and almost apologetic about her size.

"Ayden's necklace that he plays with all the time. It's a chunk of silver that I'm pretty sure he wore smooth." Callum teased, shooting me his crooked grin. I rolled my eyes at him. "It feels weird though. My hand felt all tingly when I held it."

I frowned at him. Why would moonsilver have that effect on him? I didn't feel anything like that. Tillane was already pulling out her magnifying spectacles and looking askance at me. I sighed and took off my necklace. It looked absolutely tiny in her dark hand, but she handled it with the expert delicacy of an antiquarian. Callum had dragged me to see some of the art and architecture she'd restored when I wasn't doing my Prismari work. Some of the statues she'd restored were in such pristine condition you couldn't tell it harkened back to the Blood Age.

Tillane thoroughly inspected the moonsilver, periodically changing the lenses of her spectacles. Callum and I sat there somewhat patiently for her to finish, our homework forgotten. Granted my homework for the couple of Lorehold classes I was taking was so I could take a break from my frustration with my Prismari homework. And hiding in the Biblioplex meant that no one was going to shout at me for losing control of one of my pieces of art and creating a rogue storm elemental.

"It holds mana." Tillane quietly announced when she finished her inspection.

"What?" Callum and I said simultaneously. The slightly pained expression on Tillane's face was the closest she'd get to a reproachful look.

"This definitely isn't normal silver..."

"Yeah, Ayden said it was from a celestial body. Weren't you listening?" Again, that slightly pained look.

"I'm sorry I was more focused on my studies than making eyes at Ayden." Callum and I both turned beet red. "Anyway, Ayden is so used to the mana in the silver that I'm not surprised he really doesn't notice it. But that's why it feels itchy to you Callum. When you draw on mana, it's almost like an adrenaline rush for you. Mana to you is action. My guess is that Ayden's been unconsciously infusing it with mana for years until it's been able to produce a minor amount of its own."

Callum and I still stared at her in shock, which caused her to flush in embarrassment at our attention. To further make her point, she closed one hand around the necklace and with her other drew forth mana into a gentle white glow in her palm. Callum recovered first and held his hand out for my necklace.

Tillane carefully set it onto his palm. Callum closed his eyes in concentration. When he reopened them they glowed with a red-gold light reminiscent of the spirits common to Lorehold. As he handed the necklace back to me, his eyes cleared of the magic, a pensive look on his face.

I looked down at it in awe. I've had the sliver of moonsilver since I was teen. Moonsilver was rare and greatly coveted on Innistrad for its many uses against the monsters that stalk humanity. I'd hidden my sliver when I found it in the garden at Thraben Cathedral. Any little bit that was found was given to the lunar smiths to forge into anything our priests and cathars could use. When I'd been sent away from the cathedral I took it with me, constantly fiddling with it as a way to take comfort during Avacyn's disappearance. One of the cathars noticed me playing with it and instead of scolding me for keeping it, she knotted a cord around one end of the sliver and turned it into a necklace for me.

Now that I focused on it, I could feel the slight energy in it, the feeling of potential. I reached into it and that feeling magnified. I felt the typical prickle of mana, but I realized that was how white mana felt to me. I smelled ozone if i focused more on the red mana i drew upon for my lightning magic, the nebulous ephemerality of blue mana for my wind and scrying magic, the wild strength of green, and the oily hungering of black mana. I released the small amount of mana I'd drawn from the moonsilver into a tiny gust of wind that sent the pages of our books fluttering.

"I do believe Ayden that you have unintentionally made a mox. I've read about them. They're typically mana infused jewels or precious stones, though they typically only produce one type of mana, not all five. I'd hypothesize that because your silver is from a celestial body, that it has some sort of special property that allows it to do that. It's certainly not as powerful as the moxes I’ve read about, but it's still an amazing feat that you managed to produce that without conscious effort."

"Damn!" Callum said, looking at me all impressed. "Imagine what that could've been if you'd actually known what you were doing."

So I decided to give you a story. And introduce some Strixhaven OC's for whenever I eventually get back to writing more.