Sorry for the long delay--things have been hectic. I'm...going to have to reassign you to some other TA, or take you on myself. I'm not sure which yet...but, we can worry about that a little later. ^^;;
Let's get back to work:
Missing comma here:
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It was a slow process of endless practice, continually working on lifting and moving something higher, heavier or faster.
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You have a list of three adjectives here--and so you need a comma after not only the first, as you have, but also the second. Commas should separate each item in every list of three or greater. ;]
Therefore, the sentence should read as:
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It was a slow process of endless practice, continually working on lifting and moving something higher, heavier, or faster.
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Small error here:
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Despite Scantred’s telling him that he would not be able to do such a feat as moving to objects at a time Rindley had gone and tried anyway.
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Bolded word is the wrong kind of two/to/too. It should be the number "two".
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With these thoughts running through his head Rindley headed towards his boat, pulled ashore on the tiny island he was on.
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You need a comma after this clause in order to show that the actions in the bolded part and the part that follows are happening at the same time. If you don't understand this, ask me and I'll explain further (reading the sentence aloud also helps by showing you were you would pause--therefore showing you where to place commas.)
A formatting issue here:
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As the island came into view Rindley was surprised to see Scantred waiting for him on edge of the island; he was supposed to be out shopping. What was the old man up to now? He thought of the various crackpot scenarios which the Scantred could and would likely do. Something was not right; it never was when Scantred, the rumoured great sorcerer, did something out of the ordinary. Not doing something he said he would do was very out of the ordinary. With a splash and a useless attempt by the sea to hamper his movements, Rindley dragged the boat on shore as well trying to give Scantred which hope he conveyed mild annoyance. Scantred himself looked rather…dismal. His whole body hung limp, like he was being up by a piece of string; even his beard visibly drooped.
“What’s got you looking so dismal you old codger?” Rindley asked sympathetically. Scantred sighed and drooped down even further. If he got any limper his beard would touch the floor. Something was clearly very very wrong and Rindley was getting worried.
“I’m sorry my boy,” the old man uttered, his usually jovial voice sounded very wet.
“For what?” Curiosity now came and sat itself down next to Worry in the forefront of his mind.
“For lying to you; I am not the great sorcerer you think I am.”
“You’re what!”
“It is true that I am the descendent of a sage and I do hold a very small amount of power. But being the descendent of a sage does not guarantee magical power. Only the chosen ones are given that power from the gods. That is why I have been slow to teach you magic. In a test of magical strength between you and me, you would win.” Rindley at this point tried to say something, but Scantred continued. ‘I am sure that it is not due to me but your own talent that you have advanced as far as you have.”
“W-Wait so your saying you can’t actually do magic? After all these years and you actually can’t do magic? So how in Din’s name have you been managing to teach me?”
“Luck and your talent; but don’t worry I have arranged for a new teacher. I have heard of a place called ‘The Dome’ I was contacted telepathically by one of the teachers who said they wanted to teach you.”
“‘The Dome?’ What’s ‘The Dome’?”
“I’m not exactly sure but you can get a real magic teacher their so now you must come with me.” Any questions were silence, so Rindley begrudgingly followed Scantred to the other side of the island; dragging his white wood staff behind him.
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While not necessarily wrong, your paragraphs would be easier to read with space between them like this:
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As the island came into view Rindley was surprised to see Scantred waiting for him on edge of the island; he was supposed to be out shopping. What was the old man up to now? He thought of the various crackpot scenarios which the Scantred could and would likely do. Something was not right; it never was when Scantred, the rumoured great sorcerer, did something out of the ordinary. Not doing something he said he would do was very out of the ordinary. With a splash and a useless attempt by the sea to hamper his movements, Rindley dragged the boat on shore as well trying to give Scantred which hope he conveyed mild annoyance. Scantred himself looked rather…dismal. His whole body hung limp, like he was being up by a piece of string; even his beard visibly drooped.
“What’s got you looking so dismal you old codger?” Rindley asked sympathetically. Scantred sighed and drooped down even further. If he got any limper his beard would touch the floor. Something was clearly very very wrong and Rindley was getting worried.
“I’m sorry my boy,” the old man uttered, his usually jovial voice sounded very wet.
“For what?” Curiosity now came and sat itself down next to Worry in the forefront of his mind.
“For lying to you; I am not the great sorcerer you think I am.”
“You’re what!”
“It is true that I am the descendent of a sage and I do hold a very small amount of power. But being the descendent of a sage does not guarantee magical power. Only the chosen ones are given that power from the gods. That is why I have been slow to teach you magic. In a test of magical strength between you and me, you would win.” Rindley at this point tried to say something, but Scantred continued. ‘I am sure that it is not due to me but your own talent that you have advanced as far as you have.”
“W-Wait so your saying you can’t actually do magic? After all these years and you actually can’t do magic? So how in Din’s name have you been managing to teach me?”
“Luck and your talent; but don’t worry I have arranged for a new teacher. I have heard of a place called ‘The Dome’ I was contacted telepathically by one of the teachers who said they wanted to teach you.”
“‘The Dome?’ What’s ‘The Dome’?”
“I’m not exactly sure but you can get a real magic teacher their so now you must come with me.” Any questions were silence, so Rindley begrudgingly followed Scantred to the other side of the island; dragging his white wood staff behind him.
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...And that's all the errors I'll point out for now. Fix up everything I've asked you to and then post in the homeroom or PM me to ask for your next lesson.