Chapter four B.

"Now what to do with this wool? Sheered, cleaned and purified. Now it needs to be spun into yarn, then woven." Spinning yarn is easy, just time-consuming. But with the industrial power of magic, I had high hopes for the lining of my onesie.

New spell time, I suppose. I gathered the wool with a bit of focused air mana. Then I gently smushed and clumped the wool together. Then with a tug and spin at a corner of the wool, the spell formed.

[You have learned the spell: Yarn spinning: Base cost: .1 mana per second of spinning, level 1.]

I created a hundred large spools of the yarn that threw the magic of the spell found itself spun down into thread. One pound of wool can make ten miles of yarn. Once that process was done, I reviewed what I knew about making cloth. A bunch of threads all in a row, four sets that alternate up and down. Then a shuttle with a spool of thread that moved back and forth.

[You have created the spell: Weave: Base cost: 5 mana per 10 seconds of weaving. Level 1.]

As my mana left my body as the new spell form and the notification whispered in my ear, a breath-taking process began. The spools of thread all organized themselves and began to weave a huge piece of cloth ten feet by hundreds of feet long. When the process was done, the cloth neatly folded itself and rolled up in front of me. A large bolt of the fuzzy deer cloth ready for use.

I felt the material as I picked it up. The whole bundle was much lighter than I expected. It was soft, not silky, more like a fuzzy cashmere. Without a thought, I stripped, cleaned, and purified my onesie armor. Then I cut the cloth into appropriate shapes and fused them in spots to the inside of the armor. This only took about ten feet by ten feet of the new cloth.

"I'm going to need a bag, hum a bag of holding would be nice." I thought out loud.

I quickly cut out a bag pattern and stitched it together with silver thread that I collected from the earth. The cost was minimal as the spool of silver thread one hundred feet long cost 45 mana to produce. It looked like a messenger bag and had a braided silver cord strap that I made with an additional one thousand eighty mana. A new notification appeared at least a new type, same soft female voice in my head, though. Kind of creepy when you're all alone.

[You have learned the skill: Tailoring: Novice. Create basic clothing and other items made from cloth.]

"What that's it for a cool new skill. Well tailoring might not be cool, but its useful at least. Well at least my crotch thanks my tailoring efforts. I really need to find some people to talk to. Maybe I need a Wilson." I said.

I focused my mana on the inside of the bag, searching for a way to make it bigger on the inside than the out. Soon I found it, or at least I thought I did.

[You have learned the spell: Internal Dimensional Expansion: Base cost: 300 mana per cubic inch of extradimensional storage.]

[You have failed to cast The Spell: Internal Dimensional Expansion.]

"Shit, I guess no magic bag for me yet. What am I going to do with this cloth?" I said.