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>>Previous threads can be found at: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Samsara%20Quest

>>Goals for the future:
>Purchase Ishelda a gift.
>Discover the truth behind your ancestor.
>Reach Magus
>Create more permanent teleportation gates

You are Jasmine Angwaz, goddamn genius, Adept at the Arcane Academy, inventor of modern teleportation, and the only person in the world who can use Hermetic magic at full power.

Right now, you are staring at a creature with beady black eyes and a twisted carapace, it's staring straight at you. Mandibles twitch as they open and close, clicks and strained buzzing coming through the window. For the first few hours, it had tried to smash through the clear plastic separating you, keeping it trapped in the pen. It had long-since exhausted itself. The clear, brilliant intelligence in its mind is dimming, quieting.

Your soul aches. You've been pushing against your own limits this entire time, feeling out the soul of the entity in front of you. Astral Magic isn't easy, not at all, and you need a lot more practice... But it's somewhat like a muscle. You just need to strain it. It doesn't take any magical power to do any of your other research, so you'd been saving most of it for here, in this pen. You reach out again, feeling the monster in front of you...

The alien, twisted, monstrous part of its soul is shattered, leaking soul-energy into the air. It's bruised and broken, magically if not physically, through your own work and experimentation. There's not much more you can do with it. Nothing except to try to fix it back up, which is harder than the breaking. You just need to reshape that loose energy, contort it back into the furious knot you remember.

Your head and soul both pound uncomfortably, as muscles that don't even physically exist throb with pain.

But you're done. You're no master, but over the past week, you've pushed your understanding and control of Astral Magic far forward- training yourself to feel your own magic, the emanations of your own soul, no matter what else is going on. If some other wizard tries to mess with your head, you'll be able to protect yourself.

As for your experiments with hermetic magic- that's been furthering by leaps and bounds. Not only due to Kristoph's notes, but by your advances in Astral magic. It's like you're suddenly able to feel your mana contort itself, shaping itself into the shapes hermetic magic needs. It's hard, almost impossible to understand what happens, but your mana is going... elsewhere, nowhere, perhaps, every time you use your teleportation magic. It coils itself there, twisting space through a method you can't yet understand.

But now, you're taking a break.

Today is Cera's presentation. Showing off her magic to the world as a whole, having Magi evaluate it. You're not sure if you want to go see what's happening, or if you want to drag Rathod and Brun off to get drinks and complain to them about her, or do something else.

>?
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>>423700
Wait, did we not manage to get our presentation first?
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Watch her presentation, no harm in getting a better sense of her capabilities.
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>>423707
>It would have been too difficult without buying favors you couldn't afford, and you decided that you wanted to understand your magic more before you presented it.
>You decided, in the end, to just show off across the city about your own, superior teleportation. Means she gets your sloppy seconds, fame-wise.
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>>423700
Let's see what she can do. It should be interesting if nothing else.
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>>423709
Fine.

We should go there and watch with the smuggest possible grin on our face.
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Possibly Very Cruel Idea:

During the demonstration, ask her to "Teleport" our sword.
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You get to your feet, ignoring the monster as it weakly punches the plastic border between you and the pen, and make your way back out of the building. It was one of the more heavily-secured buildings on campus, as it was meant for burgeoning Combat Evokers or Shamans to test their abilities on real monsters, but it was useful enough for you. Especially since you're using a pen that Brun registered and paid for, meaning you don't have to spend anything on it.

You blink across town. Her presentation wasn't on campus. None of them are, in truth, because it isn't part of the Academy. As always, since the days of old, a true Adept- no matter who their master was- would come to the city and present their works to a council of mages. In practice, the council was made up of whoever was in town at the time. It's always too hard to keep wizards unified or orderly in even the best situations.

The tower spans the sky. It's the tallest structure in the city, stained glass spanning the walls. It shouldn't withstand its own weight, especially during a presentation, but the power of magic trumps physics any day, as long as it has enough mana. The guards- three of which are golems, the work of Archamge Haron- stop you for a moment while the human guard checks your identification.

"Jasmine Angwaz." You say, showing it to him. "Adept. Third year at the Academy. I'm here to observe."

"I see." He says. "Cerulean Sirius, correct? Her presentation begins in ten minutes."

"That's right." You say. The guard nods, gestures to the golems, and they step aside, letting you in.

The building is crowded. More crowded than the handful of presentations you observed when you first got to the city, for sure. Magi sit in crystalline, levitating chairs, while adepts and civilians crowd around you, making their ways to the chairs mounted along the walls of the building. In the very center of the room, Cera is sitting. Her usual robe is replaced with something more intricate and layered- plenty of iridescent Mithril thread just to show off her money- But not too much, else her magic would fail to work at all. Wouldn't that be funny, if her own fashion prevented her from making Magus?

You find yourself hoping that, when the council of Magi move closer, and the bell at the top of the tower begins to ring.

"We have collected." A tall, willowy woman says, standing on her own levitating pedestal. Archmage Yule is beautiful- she always has been, ageless and different every time you see her. The Immortal, the fleshcrafter. A healer, once upon a time, before any person currently living was alive. Just having her here would be an honor, which is no doubt why Cera's father bribed her somehow. "Under the tradition of Romalia, An Adept has created her own magic. Welcome, Adept. If the sun graces you, you shall leave this building a Magus. Your soon-to-be Peers surround you. They, not I, will judge you. You may speak."

>Continued!
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>>423709
I am for this.
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Did we teleport in? We should just teleport into the room.

But maybe that would be too petty.
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"I am Cerulean." Cera says. Nice touch, not mentioning her family name. Works to separate her from her father, make it sound like she'd actually invented something herself. "As the apprentice of Archmage Sirius, I have learned his art of creation and destruction."

"The art of Creation and Destruction, as some of you may know, is the ability to turn physical matter into magical energy, or the ability to turn magical energy into physical matter. This is not my creation, but the creation of my master. However, I have a achieved something he has not."

The crowd murmurs a bit. Doing better than an archmage in their specialty somehow is rare, even if they're your Master. You may hate the girl, but you have to admit that she's got to be good, if she's not lying her ass off.

"The Art has its own limitations." She says. "Range is the greatest one. Upon destruction, the spell injects mana into the caster's soul. It is impossible to Create from too far from yourself. There are other limitations, but... I have defeated many in order to create something that the entire world can use."

She spreads both hands- and two glimmering, shimmering dweomers appear. They dance around her for a bit, and then span across the chamber.

"These dweomers are simple, and temporary, Through the practice of thaumaturgy, My Master's art, and analytical runes, I have linked them, directly and immediately, no matter the distance they need to travel. They use this to any nonliving material from one location to another. There is no threat of monster attacks in the space between, no threat of loss, no lacking of ability. There is no delay, no matter how they are from one to the other."

With a hand, she lifts an invisibility spell, and quite suddenly, there is a crate in the center of the room.

"Presume this is a shipment of supplies. Food, perhaps, from a village out in the wilds, or the fur of monsters."

Two rings of light shimmer beneath both dweomers, golden light dancing across the smooth stone of the chamber. With one hand, Cera slides the crate into one ring.

It dissolves, sparks of light entering the dweomer. At the same exact time, sparks fall from the second dweomer, reassembling the same crate on the opposite end of the room.

There's a moment of silence. The magic in the tower prevents lies, and has so much sensory enchantments and equipment that there's no way to falsify something like this. You're an adept, so you can't speak up. You wish you could.

One of the Magi stand. You don't recognize her.

"Does this magic have range limitations?" She asks.

"It does not." Cera says. "As long as one dweomer is charged with enough mana, they are intimately linked. In fact, from the perspective of thaumaturgy, these dweomers are in fact a single object."

"How long do they last?"

"Two weeks, unfed." She says. "However, they can be fed physical material as food. Trash will allow them to last indefinitely once cast."

>Continued! Sorry about the lack of choices here, folks.
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>>423847
I gotta give it to her, this is a very useful invention, and great for non mages.

Our discovery is for mages and for those with VIP cargoes.
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>>423847
Sounds quite useful for moving goods, especially if it doesn't take a ton of trash to sustain it.
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>>423847
>Trash
She found an eco-friendly application for her magic too! Wow... pandering to public opinion!
> [no] range limitations
Wah! Wut! Better than our super-magic or just hyperbole? Ah, "with enough mana" could mean anything... hopefully.
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>>423847
I really want Jaz to learn Destruction at least. Being able to refuel mana reserves is incredibly useful.
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>>423783
>Archmage Yule
Already took a picture of her, right? To show Thod, for reference... or something.
>refuel mana
Yeah. But I think concentrating on our super-magic is even more useful.
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>>423881
>To show Thod, for reference... or something.
Jeez anon. He already got a bed warmer. He doesn't need extra pictures to fap to.
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>>423882
Well, Brun probably doesn't have the time to go over EVERY day!
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>>423879
>It's not just refueling mana reserves. It's infinite mana reserves. It costs zero magic to use destruction.
>Her pops made archmage for a reason.

More and more questions come from the magi, bombarding Cerulian with questions. She can't move wizards or monsters because the existence of a soul prevents the Art. Cattle and non-ensouled creatures can be moved, but the movement inevitably causes them to panic. Creations that involve Mithril or Orichalium are impossible as well, though Cera never explains why. You watch her handle the bombardment of questions effortlessly. The bitch does have a good speaking voice, in the end.

Finally, when it looks like all of the magi are convinced, a tall, broad-shouldered woman stands. form her chair. The magus is freckled, and reminds you strongly of Brun. Her brilliantly-red hair dangles down to the floor, braids bound in dozens of strips of leather, beads, and monster feathers. In fact, she's even wearing robes made out of Flame Dragon wings.

Her grin is smug, almost mocking.

"Does this have anything to do with that young woman who was teleporting around the city over the past week?"

Her eyes flick to you for a moment.

Cera is shaken, a bit, but she shakes her head.

"That was a peer Her own magic is different. I'm very glad for her success."

"If she can teleport personally, doesn't it mean her magic is better?"

"Magus Dalheim." Yule cuts in. "This isn't relevant."

"Very well. No more questions." The woman says, sitting. She calmly folds her hands in her lap while the crowd begins to murmur.

In the end, the questioning stops, and the Magi collectively come to a decision.

Archmage Yule nods again, turning to Cera.

"By the decision of this Council of Magi, in this sacred tower, you have created a new magic- one of great use. We welcome you into our company. Magus Cera, please stand and join us."

Cera, beaming, gets to her feet, and a floating pedestal descends to the ground. She steps up, and it takes her into the air, into the council.

With something as useful as that, you're not surprised she made it as magus. It stings a bit, that she finished her thesis before you finished yours, but you couldn't answer all of those questions about your teleportation yet. You still don't know the main mechanism, other than it tunnels a hole through space.

You're on your way back out of the tower when someone grabs you with both arms, squeezing you tight.

"So, how'd my mom do?" Brun asks. The magus who promoted you in the middle of Cera's presentation is grinning with the same kind of fiendish, confident grin that so reminds you of Brun. She throws you a wave.

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>>423914
Good jobbu, Brunmom
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>>423914
Thanks for standing up for me!

Shortie hug.
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The question is, did Brun put her mom up for that or did her mom do that on her own?
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>>423914
>Thanks for the promotion ma'am. Need all the support I can get.
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>>423914
>>?
"It made me feel better. Thank you."
Brun's family will partake in our secret magic - as per our agreement, so they're probably quite happy...
Get to know them some more, what's her mother doing here, is her magic similar to Brun's? Fighting?
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>>423914
While it was great, I'm somewhat concerned that others will have a negative impression of us because of it.

Also, we should look into figuring out Destruction. Because FUCK I really, really want it. Matter Energy Conversion is so broken.

Is it known which one Sirius figured out first?

Does Archmage Arcturus exist?
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>>423941
What? Are you gonna take on terra? In the middle of the zerg war?
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>>423914
It was entertaining, did she do that of her own volition or did you make a suggestion?

If she expects something in return for this she can stuff it, not in so many words but unwanted favors are kinda shitty.
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>Destruction and Creation where invented pretty simultaneously. Destruction is just a reversal of the process that makes up Creation.

"Thanks for the promotion, Ma'am." You say, pulling Brun's mom into a hug.

"No problem. None at all." She says, taken aback a bit. "Uldora Dalheim."

"Jasmine Angwaz." You respond. "I need all the support I can get. Did Brun put you up for that, or did you do that on your own?"

"Brun asked me. Easy enough, for a friend of the family." She says. She rolls her eyes. "I mean, I know it was a deal that you and Brun made, but the deal's big enough that we'll be in your debt. Once we have the, er, method you're working on, we can be Warders again. Not just monster hunters."

"Is your magic like Brun's?" You ask.

"No, I'm not an evoker or anything. I'm a Shaman." She says. "Though most of my work is theoretical, I've claimed quite a few abilities."

"She also tried taming that dragon she's wearing." Brun says. "When I was twelve, it burned down like half our estate. I think it almost burned down the other half a few years later."

Uldora gives you a wry grin.

"I had to put it down, in the end. Dragons are impossible. Too territorial.

The three of you chat a bit as you make your way out of the tower. Uldora's has a smattering of monster abilities, but she mentions that she has to be careful when claiming new ones, because they tend to change her personality. For example, apparently she can't eat anything but meat- vegetables and greens tend to taste revolting to her, even if she can digest it.

"So, what are you doing in the city?" You ask. "Isn't the Dalheim estate pretty far away?"

"Distance doesn't tend to matter when one can fly." Uldora responds. "But I was in town to help a fiend subjugation that's going to start here soon. Thought we got them last time, but a few survived. It's doubly important to take them down because they still remember their progress, and might figure weapons out. Once they have a few swords or spears, they get twice as dangerous."

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>>423967
Oooh, sounds fun.
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>>423967
You can fly mam?
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>>423967
Oh hey, the fiends we encountered, we could come along and help with singling out individuals.

We really should work on our thesis though, so if anyone has a good idea how to get on with that I'm all for it.
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>>423967
Do we know which one Sirius was going after at the time?

It could be that he was trying to construct matter using Mana and figured out how to deconstruct other matter when he succeeded.
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>>424003
I am up for adventuring mage. Academic mage is only so interesting.

Anyone remember the spread sheet simulator magic academy game? Academagia? This is starting to feel like that.
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>>423967
>?
"I will join you. It will revive my energy to continue my research."

>>424011
Yeah, Research Quest can only be so engaging...
Can we soulmagic our fiend prisoner to be friendly? Like the Shakal character tried on us?
Anyway: We should get our theories for an evaluation...
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>>423967
>fiend
Somehow, fiends sound like an experiment for servants gone wrong.
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Also, >Fleshmolding

Time to learn her secret and grow in height?
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>>424024
>grow in height
And chest!
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>>424024
>grow in height
:) or shapechange into Cera and ask daddy what his secret for Destruction and Creation was again, "Forgot again, ehe"
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>>424026
And get black hair.
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Part of me really really just wants to hear it from the horse's mouth why Cera has an issue with us. I feel like Jaz respects the skill, but just dislikes Cera specifically because Cera dislikes her.
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>>423967
We can get some more fiends for our experiments. It would be neat if we could teleport their souls...
>Cera
It's probably a stupid reason, right? But having an archnemesis doesn't sound boring!
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>>424031
I want to hear it from Cera too, I hope it will eventually happen.
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>>424032
It might be, but I'm just honest to goodness wondering. I want us to just kinda walk up to her one day and ask point-blank: "Hey, so why do you hate me so much? What did I do?" with genuine bafflement.
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Considering that other worlds exist, what if we encountered a Jaz who was a tall, Voluptuous, redhead?
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>>424038
Illusion spell.

>>424035
I am Ok with this.
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>>424009
>You don't know anything about Archmage Sirius' process of learning his magic. It's not like archmages broadcast that kind of thing unless they let everybody know everything about their magic.

>>424011
>All of the stuff you guys can actively work on- the research- is all done between sessions, mostly to avoid that. Otherwise every vote would just be 'WORK MORE'. That way, you'll accomplish your research just by doing adventures!

"Ooh, Sounds fun." You say, not sure if you're being sarcastic or not. "You can fly?"

"Certainly." She says. She parts the flame dragon wing on her robe to reveal that it's not a skirt- it's actually connected to her back, fused in. "Took some surgeries, and I had to steal the ability before I'd even hunted the thing, but now it's nearly effortless for me."

"That sounds useful." You say. Not many wizards can fly unaided- The most you can do is overpower a slowfall spell and skid forward- and that drains your magic in maybe half an hour at the most.

"It is." She says. "Some days I spend more time in the air than on the ground. But people tend to frown on flying over the city." She grins. "There's one time I flew over here, and they thought I was a dragon. Gathered together an army to subjugate me when they found out what was going on."

"That must have been rather awkward to explain." You say. "Hey, can you explain how you can tame monsters?"

"It's pretty simple, in theory." She says. "Replace the ferocity core in their soul with pure loyalty. It's very difficult to keep their soul stable, and I'm not very accomplished at it. Most monsters need maintenance, and even then, they don't last very long. When the soul falls apart, their body simply dies. It takes practice."

You nod. You've been experimenting on your captive fiend for the past few days, working at reshaping it's soul without killing it. You haven't killed it yet, but it's obviously pretty sickly. "Sounds rather difficult."

"It is." She says, nodding.

"Hey, mom. What are the chances I could come with you on the Subjugation."

"Pretty good." Uldora says. "I'm certain of your ability."

"I've been considering the same thing." You say. "I'm not an Evoker, but I was trained in my village's militia."

"She's not bad, either." Brun says. "That sword of hers is sharper than her tongue, some days."

"Do you have some protection dweomers?" She asks, and you nod.

"I can also recall anybody who runs into trouble." You say. "Just send them somewhere safe if somebody runs into trouble."

Brun's mother considers it for a time. "Where is your village?"

"South." You say. "Near Terra's Spine."

Uldora nods, finally.

"We'll be leaving the morning after tomorrow," She says. "If you'd like to join us, I'm sure you could assist. You'll get an equal share of the earnings, even if some hunters think that newbies shouldn't get anything at all. Are you up for it?"

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>>424038
>parallel worlds
Encounter Adept Sirius 2 working on his thesis, befriend him, get him to tell you his secrets, return to World 1, use that secret-magic to power our portals, unlimited range, no soulburn, i-win button.
>>424035
It's worth a try and probably an entertaining conversation.
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>>424052
Alright, first adventure getto
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>>424054
Our portals are way better already.
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>>424052
Yes ma'am.
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Anons, you are forgetting the number one goal of all mages.

Immortality
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>>424052
We'll maybe find something nice for Ishelda, and we can more than earn our fair share, this will be great.
>bad dice.
Oh no!
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>>424075
Immortality is greatly overrated, bringing up an amazing apprentice is where it's at.
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>>424052
>>?
"Yes, I'm up for it. I look forward to doing the community a service!"
Bond with Brun and her mum on an adventure, Thod has to stay home.
>>424076
Yes, something for Ishelda, maybe a fashionable hat?
>>424075
>Immortality
The Fleshcrafter and Golem Maker already did those, right? Hm, we would have unlimited time for research and teleportation to different worlds... and our biography! Want!
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>>424079
>amazing apprentice
Or amazing Mage Wars, teleport anywhere to steal research papers, books, diaries!
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>>424054
I actually did it with a bully in 10th grade that had been messing with me for at least 3 years. Walked up to them in gym class one day, asked them outright, 'Hey, just what is your problem with me?'
Apparently they thought I was a pushover and didn't like that.
I ended up crushing them in dodgeball two days later and scaring them via prank.
They got the message, and were actually happy about it. Didn't mess with me anymore.
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"Yes, Ma'am." You say, nodding. She smiles, patting you on the head. "I'm up for it."

"Then I'd better set off. Get everything ready." She says. "Brun will show you where to go when the time comes."

"Thanks, mom!" Brun says, pulling her into a hug. "I'll see you later."

"See you." She says- then her wings spread, and she shoots straight into the air. With your new sensory ability, you feel your magic quiver from the shockwave Uldora gives off.

"So that was my mom." Brun says.

"I like her." You say. "I can really see the resemblance. Why isn't your hair that long?"

Brun rolls her eyes. "Because that's a really easy way to get your hair yanked in a duel." She says. "Mom can just fly over everyone and rain down a firestorm. I can't really do that. Want to get something to eat?"

"Sure." You say. "Where do we want to go?"

"... I don't really have any spare cash, so we'll have to go back to campus." She says. "Mind showing me your shortcut?"

"Sure, sure." You say, rolling your eyes. The two of you blink back to campus, and make your way to the cafeteria. The two of you get to eating and talking.

"So, how's your research going?" She asks.

"It's going." You say. "Right now I'm working on Astral Magic, and you have no idea how much that helps when you're working on basically everything else. When you can feel exactly what part of a spell takes the most mana, you can trim that part down. I've already made the, er, method I'm planning on giving you nearly an extra third as mana-efficient." And your personal version of the Star Rune twice as mana-efficient, making the rest of hermeticism that much easier. You're sure you could portal to the other side of the world, by this point, and not end up using up all of your mana.

"Damn." She says. "That's pretty good."

"... Do you have a Thesis?" You ask.

"Nope." She says. "I'm not planning on making it to Magus. I'm just working on my evocation and making connections. I basically just needed to pay tuition and I can use all this extra hardware and hang around campus. It's worked out pretty well for me."

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>>424106
Huh, that's cool too. I imagine it's not easy getting tools and equipment to work with on your own.

We should ask if she has any ideas for Ishelda-gift! Unless we already did and I forgot.
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>>424106
"Eh, as you will. Can't say the facilities aren't good. I'm looking forward to the day I finish this thing. Maybe then Cera won't be so vindictive at me. I don't even know what her issue is, which would honestly make me feel at least a bit better about it."
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>>424106
>>?
"Yeah, I'm happy I made a connection with you. I see great things in the future."

Isn't Brun's family quite old wizard material? Don't they want more Magus family members, to leave a more prominent legacy?
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>>424106
It's nice knowing what you want to do and doing it isn't it?
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>>424106
>>424122
>tools and equipment
Hm, maybe she knows about monsters that we can use to build our permanent portals with? Like bone or flesh properties... is Necromancy a thing in this world?
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>>424147
That's a good point, we should hear about that too.
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>>424106
That makes sense, I'm glad Rathod mentioned you when I was looking for information,

Any information you are willing to share about monsters? parts, rare individuals, that sort of thing.

Brun has been really swell, I'm glad we're friends(we are friends right?)
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You know. Her specialty is combat. It wouldn't be a bad idea to have someone tutor us during our free hours away from research.
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>>424188
>Brun >we are friends right
She and our brother-elect Thud shag, so yes! Plus she and her family get our super-magic in the future (at least without our super-secrets).

Maybe Sirius doesn't-need-mana magic is actually Soul magic?
>>424200
>combat >tutor us
To better defend our secrets! Yes!
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>>424052
>That sword of hers is sharper than her tongue, some days

BRB gonna go find art to make a Planeswalker Card.
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>>424200
I like the sound of that. During our off times sparing with her. Learning little combat tricks are we go on. Should make adventuring much better.
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>>424147
>What you need are particularly magic-insulating and magic-conductive materials, which Mithril and Orichalium does perfectly.

>>424147
>Not really. The closest thing to necromancy would be if you brought a corpse back to life and had a dweomer inside animating it. It would be hilariously distasteful to do, though, but it would be more mana-efficient than animating a pile of rock shaped like a person.

>>424200
>You have been dueling her off and on over the past week, whenever you got sick and tired of research. You're getting better, though she does still usually trash you.

"Yeah, that's cool too." You say. "It's not easy getting tools and equipment on your own. I should know- I tried. The facilities here are pretty good, though."

"I'm glad I went here." Brun says.

"Isn't your family pretty old wizard material?" You ask. "Wouldn't they want more magi?"

"Normally." She says. "But magus doesn't suit me. I'm more the type who uses magic just to use magic, not to invent new spells. But we have my mom, and aunt, and a few cousins on my dad's side who are working on magus. They don't really need me."

"Oh well." You say. "I am glad Rathod mentioned you when I was looking for help."

She just grins. "Yeah, so am I. You're a cool person. Maybe even an Archmage, after your studies are done."

"Yeah, maybe." You grin. "I've got a question."

"Hit me."

"Are there any monster where their parts are like, extra magic conductive? Or even magic-insulating?"

Brun frowns, thinking. "Not... usually..." She says. "I mean, there might be a few templates like that out there, but generally what you'd want is some of Archmage Kristoph's work. Probably cheaper than monster parts, too, unless you hunted it yourself. But I haven't heard of anything like that."

She shrugs, and the two of you finish your meal.

"Why do you ask? Planning on making something? You might be able to find some of that stuff in the fab building. I know that gold's pretty mana-conductive, and iron's pretty insulative, if you want to make a prototype. Isn't Rathod's specialization fabrication?"

"Technically he's on paper as an apprentice." You say. "Not really anything. But he's got a few Fab classes."

"Hm." She says. Then a moment later, she grins. "So, Rathod's been your friend for years, right?"

"Ever since I was like, two years old." You say. "My mom still has a picture of us on his dad's shoulders. That guy was bigger than Rathod."

"Huh." She says. "So... What do you think about him and I getting together? I mean seriously, not just sleeping around."

>?
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>>424296
Well, let's warn her we MAY be obliged to do some teasing of Thod regarding rings followed by bells...
But really, if they want to try dating that's great! We need to hurry and make more friends though else we're gonna be third wheel deluxe.
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>>424296
"FINALLY!"

I imagine we have been harassing rathod about getting a girlfriend for years. Lol.
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>>424296
>>?
"I'm cool with it." They can call their first-born child Jasmine and we look forward to some new Magic - they will combine theirs, right?! right!
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>>424296
Hey if you make each other happy. go for it. He's my oldest friend and deserves some happiness. That said as his oldest friend, if you break his heart, I break you.
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>>424296
You are a decent person, probably not after him just because he apprentices for Haron and you haven't even tried to throw me under a bus once!

Seriously though, if Rathod wants to be serious about it I will support you. If you hurt him though I will find the first uninhabited island and leave you there.
(the threats are maybe a bit overboard but he's like family)!.
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>>424334
Haha, imagining that kinda threat from little Jaz is kinda cute.
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>>424342
Two words Partial Teleportation.
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>>424296
>"Sure. This is probably obvious, but past experience has taught MC to remind her that she should actually be serious about it, not just see him as a stepping tool or connection to an archmage."
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>>424355
I think we're more likely to just teleport her into a volcano.
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>>424366
Two words: Teleport. Volcano.
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>>424363
Brun seems like she's not very ambitious, so there's probably nothing to worry about.
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>>424388
>not very ambitious
She does want her axe-murder-skills to improve. Wouldn't say she's not ambitious, just not in the academic sense.
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A general note concerning the Cerulean/Jasmine rivalry.

As I understand it, this rivalry was started by Cerulean’s insecurity regarding upholding her father’s legacy and feeling upstaged by Jaz. Jaz is just in it because of how annoying Cerulean is.

Now that Cerulean has managed to sort-of win by becoming Magus first might be a good time to bury the hatchet, so to speak. Make it clear how different the applications of our teleportations are, throw in some praise etc.

Not saying we need to offer an olive branch at all. If we want to we can totally "win" the rivalry, it just seems suboptimal compared to converting an antagonist, and this would be a good way to do it.

Additional note: Destruction/Creation is the perfect assassination tool within reach. Teleportation/portals etc is the perfect tool to enhance reach.
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>>424388
Is "probably" enough when it concerns our life-long friend?

I did say it was "probably obvious", so she should be able to laugh it off anyway.
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>>424399
>As I understand it, this rivalry was started by Cerulean’s insecurity regarding upholding her father’s legacy and feeling upstaged by Jaz.
It's a reasonable assumption. But we don't really know if that's the case.
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>>424399
Keep the two magics separate.
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You slam your palms on the table.

"FINALLY." You crow, and Brun jumps. She... wasn't expecting that.

"If you make eachother happy, go for it." You say, calming down immediately. "He's my oldest friend and deserves some happiness. You're a decent person, and I know you're not after him because he apprentices for Haron."

"Because I don't really care about Golemancy?"

"No, I know because he doesn't hate you." You respond. He'd gotten pretty damn good at figuring that kind of thing out. "Oh well. Keep in mind, though, if you break his heart, I will break you. You wouldn't be the first."

Brun looks at you for a long moment, suddenly wary. She must have forgotten about all the duels where she completely trashed you... Or it might just be the look in your eyes.

"I have a few places in mind. You know, uninhabited islands, volcanoes... The moon." You say. "I'd just send a little bit of you to all of them."

It's not possible to partially teleport something like that, but you'd figure it out if you had to.

Brun goes a bit green.

"Right." She says, talking a bit quickly. "Don't worry. I mean, I did come out and ask you before I really talked to him about it. Didn't want to, you know, cause a divide between the two of you or anything. Took me weeks to figure out you two weren't already involved."

"He might not have the same family name, or share blood, but..." You shrug. "He's my brother."

"... Well, I'm going to ask him out soon, then." She says. "After the hunt, of course. Asking him before that would just be a death flag."

She grins, and stretches. "Anyway, I think I should go practice some more. I wanted to try out a new combo, and there are a few evokers who want to try me. I also wanna see if I can use that silver trick with some iron, create a shell of magic insulation."

"Good luck." You say. She waves and grins, heading out of the cafeteria, axe on her shoulder.

You stare down at your empty plate. Rathod's probably out learning from Haron, and you've got nothing to do. Maybe you could look for something for Ishelda, or even take Brun's advice and try creating a prototype portal gate in the fabrication building. That is one of the few things your scholarship actually pays for, after all. You can't take a lot of materials, though.

Or you could do something completely unrelated. Maybe even head home for a little bit. With your spell trimmed down to be this efficient, it's just a hop away.
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>>424399
Yeah, it's a good idea! Let's... oh wait:
>assassination tool
Now, I don't want to get near her again...
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>>424399
We are also a descendant of a believed crazy person who made our family name into a mockery around the world.
And yet here we are, a tiny adapt from some out of the way town blowing nearly all other, presumably more respected family, adapts out of the water with our talent for magic.
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>>424438
Let's go window-shop for Ishelda. Are there any magical curiosities/basics shops around? If she's gonna start working towards being a mage, there's surely something we can get her to help with that.
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>>424440
>Now, I don't want to get near her again...
We study in the same academy, live the same city, are connected to the same cycle of people… That’s really not an option until we do adventures in another world.

She’s already our enemy. Making her neutral, or even turning her into a friend, are better solutions than simply avoiding her.
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>>424438
Hmm, we might benefit a lot from a few lessons in sword training, that or a gift for Ishelda.
I would like to see more of the gruff retired Hunter.
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>>424440
>>424399
>Assassination
>One thing of note about Archmage Sirius's magic, the Art of Creation/Destruction, is that it doesn't work on anything that has a soul or enchantment of some kind. Including people, orichalium, spellcrystals, that kind of thing. It doesn't even work on monsters. (Or so he's maintained, but you have no reason to doubt him.)
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>>424438
>prototype portal gate
Muahaha! All your coins belong to us!
>>424452
>Making her neutral, or even turning her into a friend
All true!
>>424456
>doesn't work on anything that has a soul
Good reminder!
>no reason to doubt him
Except we're part of the paranoid wizard world too! Whispers in the dark, secrets hiding behind secrets but in plain view.
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>>424438
Portal gate and or training with our sword
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>>424456
Didn’t she destroy our crystal?

Anyway, I was taking these limitations into consideration when claiming it was great for assassinations. Even at its most basic you can create any kind of mundane poison and remove most evidence including dead bodies.
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>>424438
>?
Can we actually go visit Cera if she's still in the city? (celebrating her new Magus status)

A bit of character interaction with her might be interesting (like >>424399 suggested).
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>>424475
>destroy our crystal
Yes, from far away and without actually seeing it (it being inside our Implement). We have to keep her and Sirius far away from our Permanent Portals!
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>>424478
>You can, actually.

>>424475
>>Didn't she destroy our crystal?
>Yeah, that was pretty weird. I wonder how she did that.
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Hmmm, visiting Cera sounds interesting. On the other hand we've been kinda needling her since we found out what she was doing for her thesis so she has a better reason than average to be pissed at us to be honest.
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>>424501
We have? I could've sworn most of what we did was reactionary.
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>>424505
Sure it was a reaction to her attempted sabotage. Doesn't mean she's gonna go 'oh, well she was just retaliating, so I'm fine with this'.
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>>424505
It was indeed reactionary, and not even close to what she did to us, it could have been dangerous.

I do like the idea of meeting her while we go about town.
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In any case, what I propose is the both of them publicly declaring (=telling a reporter?) how different the transportation methods are and how they are not competing with each other, but rather complementing each other.

As the other anon noted: She is great at low-cost large-scale transportation of mundane goods. We are good at energy-intensive middle-scale transportation of elite goods and people.

>>424492
A) Improved spell can breech magic protection
B) The crystal is not constantly saturated by magic enough to protect it, she found a weak point and managed to use it.
C) She managed to suppress the magic with another spell, opening the way for the destruction magic
D) Crystals are meant to have spells cast through them. She sabotaged it to let her cast destruction through it, bypassing the usual barrier. (Maybe thanks to the traitor. This would actually be a repeatable, but preventable attack vector.)
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I'd say we could try building the portal gate.

Or we can study more.

Finally we can ask if either Heron or Kristoph need anything.
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>>424518
>energy-intensive
Secret!
>low-cost large-scale transportation of mundane goods
Somehow this sounds like a public humiliation campaign and not a mission for reconciliation...
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>>424519
>building the portal gate
Build two, with a digital traveller counter up top and a credit card slot for paying... those can be implemented at a later date.
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>>424528
>energy-intensive
>Secret!
He dweomers can literally run on garbage. It is not a secret that ours costs more energy, even if the exact amount should indeed be kept secret.
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>>424543
>run on garbage
Sirius family will be awared the Gold Star of every environmental organisation anywhere... Garbage dumbs? History!
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>>424543
Another project we should do down the line should be anti-teleportation wards. The obvious solution would be to find out how the spell decides if something is in the way and fool that sensor. The obvious counter to that would be removing the safety feature that stops one from teleporting inside of objects.

Perhaps a weak but high-density force-magic net would be enough to stop teleportation within the net. As far as I recall the spell failed whenever one tried to teleport into something denser than was was to be teleported or something like that.
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The Dryad is actually pretty crowded, even though it's still in the middle of the day. Then again, it is the weekend, and Cera's having a celebration. This is usually what happens when someone pretty big makes it to Magus, but it's not usually this crowded. Quite a few adepts are hanging around, but not many people are drinking. Cera's still in her new ensamble- it might even be her new wizard outfit- grinning and nodding as people congratulate her.

You walk in the standard way, rather than teleporting straight inside- you're still not sure about the legality of doing that, especially when there's a bouncer or guards outside, so you usually teleport onto a nearby roof and slowfall down to the road.

You simply walk right in, and nobody seems to notice your entrance. You glance over at Cera laughing at a joke someone just made. She might have been an absolute jerk to you, even tried sabotaging your entire career- but her magic isn't a joke. To adopt a spell like that- especially an Archmage's art, with who knows how many limitations and limits- to work on dweomers like that must have taken years of work.

"What are you doing here, Angwaz?" She asks when you approach her, sighing. "Here to brag about your magic some more?"

>?
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>>424543
There's something to be said for the "only on when you need it" model. Cera's design is always-on, and presumably difficult to restart if it turns off.

>>424438
Hmm. We probably shouldn't hop home until we find something for Ishelda...
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>>424612
No, simply to congratulate you on you hard work and elevation to magus status.
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>>424612
Congratulate her, also ask about her bone to pick with us.
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>>424612
"Opposite, actually. Wanted to congratulate you. We might not exactly be friends- to be honest, I'm not at all sure why you have such an issue with me- but that doesn't mean I don't respect skill when I see it. Congrats on making Magus. I mean it."
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>>424612
Hey, so how efficient are the dweomers? Do they take a lot of trash to keep running? Are you gonna use them for recycling?
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>>424637
Meant to add *Offer a handshake.*
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>>424612
>>?
"Congratulations! Years of hard work paid off. Teleportation is going to be huge."
Can we get her to talk with us somewhere more private... doesn't seem appropriate party-talk...
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>>424637
I want to add "I still hate your guts though."
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>>424612
>"Nope, just congratulate you.

I don’t actually dislike you succeeding in itself, just you trying to pull one over on me. Speaking of which, our spells are complementing each other rather than competing. It may not be obvious right now, but you will be better at large-scale transportation than I. Cannot really beat having your dweomers charged by garbage, you know?

I was even thinking we might work together on business ventures one day. Your spell moving large-scale goods, mine moving the living and magical. Just something to think about.

----

Probably too much of an info-dump too soon. I have to leave now, though, so maybe keep the later parts for later updates?
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>>424680
Eh, too much too soon.
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>>424710
We'll talk about that after the party. For now this is just showing up on her big day to maybe sorta extend an olive branch.
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>>424680
I'd like to have cool heads before making a spell system that perfects assassination and warfare logistics.
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"The opposite, actually." You say. "I wanted to congratulate you. We might not exactly be friends, but I know skill when I see it. Years of hard work paid off. Congratulations on making Magus. I mean it."

She gives you a look, like she's not sure what you're thinking. You just hold out a hand, and she takes it.

"Thanks, Angwaz." She says.

"... Still hate your guts though." You say, huffing and sitting in the couch next to her. "Honestly, I'm still not at all sure why you have such an issue with me."

She rolls her eyes. "Because you're an arrogant hick from some primitive village in the middle of nowhere. You show up promising to remake your crazy ancestor's supposed magic, and that's exactly what my dad and I were working on. I just teased you a little to blow off steam. Then instead of actually getting anything done, you just ran around and tried beating everyone in their own specialties, called me a whore when I tried talking to your friend. Of course you pissed me off. You're the least focused wizard on Campus. It just felt like you were making fun of me. Like my entire thesis was yours to make fun of."

She rolls her eyes. "Like, What the hell does the shaman pen have anything to do with teleportation? You've been there all week."
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>>424722
>I keep forgetting the prompt. Damnation.
>?
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>>424722
She got us. We are anons. We do not focus on one specialty.
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>>424722
It's a secret until my thesis is finished!
Also gonna repeat my last vote >>424643
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>>424722
"One, I'm not a hick you spoiled brat. Two, I called you a slut because of your outfit. Three, all magic is related in one facet or another."
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>>424722
"A lot more than you might think, but that's Thesis stuff. You'll know after it's finish. And seriously, arrogant is just kinda who I am. Ask most anyone you know, I don't actually MEAN anything bad when I start talking myself up, it's just how I hype myself. I'll admit I probably shouldn't have called you a whore, but I was high on emotion at the time due to semi-unrelated issues. But, still not an excuse, so I'm sorry for that.

...And yeah, you got me on not focusing. But! It's worked out so far. I'm not trying to be malicious or anything, it's like...hm...ah!

Say you're a kid, and you see a bunch of candy in a store. You have a giant sweet tooth,so y'just wanna try everything! That's me. I'm that kid running around trying everything, only in this case, I'm not tasting everything just to eat it all, I'm tasting it to get reference so that I can make something really sweet for everyone, too. and it's WORKING. I'm making something really, really sweet, and I hope everyone likes it. I wasn't trying to make fun of you at all."
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>>424722
Also, as anons wereally escalated the situation by identifying her as the rival and going after her didn't we.
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>>424756
We're trying to reconcile, not antagonise her.
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>>424722
"Was working on Astral Magic for self-defense actually. Some asshole posing as a reporter tried ensorcelling me in order to steal my secrets."
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>>424722
All magic ties into other magic if you look hard enough Cera. You proved that with your thesis, didn't you? As for exactly what it is, that's thesis stuff, much like how you didn't share yours til the very end.
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>>424766
I don't really think so? All that stuff seem like it was before quest start. Our first time seeing her in-quest she was insulting us after all.
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>>424772
I like this

To add perhaps we could offer her some advice on it and make that the olive branch?
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>>424722
Oh and I DID recreate my crazy ancestor's old magic. Most of it anyways. The man was a genius, just had less than no commons sense, couldn't keep it in his pants and was crazier than a loon monster.
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>>424771
It helps when you know the real reasons on both sides.

Also.
>>424772
Yes. Bring this guy up because that was creepy as fuck.
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>>424722
Something that cound change the way everyone see's magic. But that just a side hobby. I am great at what I do, no need for you to be jealous.
Enjoy the fact that I didn't ruin your day by showing off my magic while the arch mages were actually there.
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>>424766
>>424802
shhh no antagonising. we want to end this self imposed rivalry.

>>424789
also, can we stop talking about this guy? he has a huge rep for being a whackadoodle. it does us no good at this point.
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"One, I'm not a hick, you spoiled brat." You say. "Two, I called you a slut because of your outfit. Three, all magic is related in one facet or another. The Shaman Pen thing was because I was working Astral Magic for self defense. Some asshole posing as a reporter tried messing with my soul in order to steal my secrets."

"Ouch. Nothing like that's happened to me. A lot of assholes, but no astral assholes." Then she shakes her head. "I remember hearing your pops was the only wizard in your entire village; that's pretty damn out there. And there's nothing wrong with wanting to look nice. Maybe you're not sure what nice looks like, with that jacket..."

"Hey, so I've got a question. How efficient are those dweomers? Do they take a lot of trash to keep going? Do you use them for recycling?"

"They take barely anything." She says, smirking. "Dad's magic basically means I never have to worry about mana. And since the dweomers just have to exist, and don't spend any mana on the transfer, they last weeks without a touchup. Any kid or wanna-be adept can keep it topped off. And we already recycle everything. You never heard why my dad made archmage, did you? He built a huge spellcrystal that breaks down the city's trash, and powers the city with it."

"Huh. That explains why you're so spoiled." You say. "And I DID recreate my crazy ancestor's old magic. Most of it, anyway. The man was a genius."

An adept comes by, congratulating Cera. She gives him a smile so bright it makes him blush profusely, and thanks him for it. Eventually, after a bit of chatting, he meanders off.

She snorts and turns to you. "Krital Angwaz? A genius? Really? I tried reading that journal of his."

"He just had no common sense, couldn't keep it in his pants, was crazier than a loon monster, but he wasn't completely wrong. Figured it out by looking at his notes."

"He kept notes." She says.

"... actually he just wrote in one of the copies of his own journals. In the blank spaces. Usually whatever thought that was on his mind... sometimes grocery lists. Most of it was pretty random, but it was never actually wrong."

"I can see his resemblance to you now." She says. "Specially the common sense part. Picking a fight with Brun Dalheim?"

"She's a friend." You respond.

She sighs.

"Well, I don't think I should hold a grudge against you. Especially now that I'm a Magus. I'm supposed to be above you Adepts."

Then a moment later, she tilts a head.

"... Sorry about that Tribunal thing." She says. "That was pretty fucked up, but I didn't want you to present anything before I did."
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>>424828
Couldn't she just have her dad put in a stern word and arrange it so ours got delayed if we finished before her anyway?
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>>424828
Yes, it was. Apology accepted. As for me presenting my thesis? I COULD if I were willing to change it, but I'm not. I'm not going to until I explore every permutation of it I can, which means quite a bit of work even now. Until I go through everything and get it perfect I'm not presenting a thing. I'll use it, but still.
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>>424828

>>424842
this but with no malice behind it.

"Honestly, though, I consider our two breakthroughs more complimentary than competing. I don't think it would've taken anything away no matter who did what first. Either way, apology accepted.

...And it's not like I have the money to go shopping all the time. That and I'm always really busy trying to make stuff happen. I'm not opposed to fashion, it just never...happens, y'know?"
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I'm still loathe to forgive her for the tribunal thing. That's some really fucked stuff.

Also our jacket is excellent fashion. It goes with our hair and sword.
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>>424828
"It was very fucked up. But apology accepted. Also I didn't ask that lady to compare our teleportations she did it on her own because she felt she owed me.

But honestly I doubt our forms of teleportation will be competing much in the open market. Yours is much more mana efficient, people will definitely go to you for large bulk orders.

And when I try to be that kind of fashionable I disappear. I was all prettied up at your table the other day when you showed off your thesis and you didn't even notice me."
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>>424907
>because she felt she owed me.

I don't think anyone knows that, let's NOT say that.
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>>424921
Hardly says what for.
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>>424907
>>424921
>>424926
Let's not bring up the lady and let's not bring up our spying. Unless you want to retort she destroyed our childhood implement.
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>>424940
Agreed.
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"Couldn't you have your dad put in a word and arrange it so mine got delayed? If I'd finished before you, anyway." You say.

"Contrary to what you think, I don't use my dad for anything like that." She says. "Maybe to get some contacts with other magi, but not have him abuse his power."

You roll your eyes.

"Still not sure I'm going to forgive you for that." You say. "As for presenting my thesis? I could, if I were willing to take some shortcuts, but I'm not going to until I explore every permutation of it I can. Which means quite a lot of work, even now. Until I perfect it, I'm not presenting a thing."

"I guess developing an entire new magic is different than just perfecting a slight use of it." She says, and you nod.

Someone else comes by to congratulate Cera, but by this point a small bubble has erected between Cera and everyone else- like they're seeing a rare alignment of planets or something, to have you and her talking somewhat-civilly.

"It's not like I have money to go shopping all the time. That and I'm always really busy trying to make stuff happen. I'm not opposed to fashion, it just never happens." You say. "But my jacket is excellent, and it's heresy for you to say otherwise."

"Your jacket makes you look like your a fab major that never leaves her workshop." She snorts. "You didn't look bad when you were pretending to be that Tara girl. That blouse would've looked better with a skirt, but..."

"You knew that was me?"

"No, actually." She says. "Kally figured it out, but she didn't tell me until the next morning. I was pissed... But I do have to admit that I had no clue it was you. Couldn't even smell whatever it is you put in your hair. You're pretty good at the cloak and dagger stuff. Then you just started teleporting around everywhere the next day."

"The hair was a dweomer." You smirk. "Light-shifting."

"Wait, really?" She asks. "How'd you do that?"

"Messed with an invisibility spell." You say. "You'd be surprised by what you can find by trolling message boards online."

You do have to examine the arrays to make sure whatever the Array general on /mg/ showed you wasn't just a dolphin porn illusion, but you don't tell her THAT.

Cera taps her finger against her palm for a short while, then turns to you.

"I can buy you another spell crystal for the Implement I wrecked. Like I said, that was shitty of me to do."

>?
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>>424966
"Appreciate that. It's old, but it's sentimental.

...So is there any way I could look good WITHOUT losing my jacket?"
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>>424966
Do we really need it? Our 'real' implement wasn't really damaged. If she's offering to reimburse it, maybe we could use it on something for Ishelda?
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>>424966
"That would be appreciated. My kid sister is starting to learn magic and I was planning on getting her one."
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Okay, so Cera isn't an evil bitch, she just has a tendency to run with blinders on, so to speak. Seems like she's more willing to take them off now that she's hit the finish line.
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>>424997
But do we really want to get Ishelda that, when she's just finished working and saved up for her own spell crystal? I'd figure we should get her some other stuff.
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>>425013
Yup, let her spend her money on other fun stuff. We can teleport her into the city for a day trip with us and she can spend it there.
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>>424966
That's nice of you. I was actually thinking of finding a present for my aspiring magus of a little sister. I'd prefer something useful for her instead really. Perhaps you have any inspired ideas?
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It looks like the girls are going out shopping. Without need of bags.
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>>425030
Well I mean she already bought it. Showed it to us last thread.
>She squirrels away, running into the basement- her room. A few seconds later, she springs back, holding a small tablet. In the bottom is a spell crystal.
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>>425042
Dangit, forgot about that.
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>>425041
Aha, we could do that.
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>>425041
Sure, if she has the time. Let's see if she can go a whole shopping trip without turning into a bitch again before we fully clear her of bitch-dom.
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>>424985
I am for this.
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>>425095
Being at least somewhat bitchy is probably just hardcoded into her just like how we can't up and entirely stop being a braggart even at our nicest. Some folks are just like that.
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>>425107
As long as it sticks to banter-type bitching and not fuck-over-career bitching.
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"I appreciate it. You just need to pay me back for it. It was old, but it was sentimental." You say. You're not going to thank her for it, of course- she was the one who broke your electronics. "I was going to get a present for my little sister."

You have other ideas for the money. Though the Implement was sentimental, it's pretty outdated by now. It was the housing that was the most sentimental part about it, after all. Come to think of it, in lieu of a present, you could give Ishelda some money and take her into the city for a weekend, come to think of it. Have her buy her own gifts.

"Right, right." Cera says, pulling out her purse. She hands you a good few hundred ecu- Easily enough for an Implement. More than a spell crystal would be, unless you're a rich spoiled brat... Which, come to think of it, Cera is. You take it and slip it into your coat like everything else. No matter what Cera says about it, it's useful as hell. Lots of pockets on the inside, a few thin plates here and there for protection... Not to mention how stylish it is. "Here. Get her something nice."

You nod.

"So." You say. "Is there any way I could look good without losing my Jacket?"

She snorts.

"More color." She says. "Or more black. A long skirt would go good with the jacket. Help your silhouette, make you look a bit girlier. Maybe something that shows off your cleavage. You have way more potential there than I do. Though you still need stilts to stand out."

Of course her response was skirts and cleavage- that's her entire concept of fashion.

>?
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>>425133

"Wait, waitwaitwait, you think I have potential to grow somewhere?! Really?"

No seriously, that's news to me.

And to be entirely fair, long skirt? That might not be too bad an idea. As long as it's not overly showing, can't really see much wrong with it in general.
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>>425133
Are skirts slut clothing in Jazz's eyes?

I for one like a girl in long skirt and a jacket.
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>>425148
Damn right.
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>>425148
>Not wanting a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket
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>>425158
>Short skirt

Slut clothing.
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>>425145
>Not potential to grow: Potential to have cleavage.
>Other than your hair, your chest is something you're proud of. When you stopped growing taller, you grew outward.

>>425148
>Jaz's opinion is that short skirts is slut clothing, while long skirts are a huge malus toward actually getting around.
>Then again, she can teleport now, so she doesn't actually need her legs to get around.
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>>425133
"Well, it was nice having a civil talk with you. See you around."
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>>425133
>"I find my impressive stature makes me stand out far more than most of your blandly-sized sycophants, for example. So what are you gonna do now that you've graduated? Going full-time setting up your dweomers?"
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>>425133
"It figures your only advice would be skirts and cleavage.

Well, I have work to do. Thanks for the banter"
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>>425171
Oh. I guess no one makes skirt short enough for her legs, so short skirts for others would be long skirt for her.

Still cute.

I am against cleavage part though. If we are gonna attrack a nice book it will be by our personality alone. Or we will be the slightly crazy aunt to Thod and Brun's kid.
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>>425158
Cake reference?
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>>425133
Getting one of those dwemers and co-opting it to run our long term portals seems like a good idea, but I don't think you'll sell it to us.
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>>425207
Offer it to her.
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>>425171
"Huh. Interesting ideas. I'll keep that in mind."
(nah)
"Thanks for the talk. And, well...yeah, I appreciate you giving it a shot. See ya around, hopefully. Maybe next time under nicer circumstances."

I still think that a long skirt wouldn't be bad- even if only for formal wear to look fancy at important gatherings.
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I just realized. Vera's invention will inflate the cost of caravans. That means if we co-oped after a year or two, the caravan company will be completely out of business. So for now it's simply a matter of survival.
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>>425198
Of course. I was wondering if someone was going to get it.
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>>425198
Not sure if I understand.

Fun things are fun?
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>>425133
Another reason for the shaman pens is the hair. Can you believe krittal messed about with hermetic magic, shamanism, and frost wolves all at once? Forever limiting his decendants style choices.

Ooc:i like the white hair, but for the sake of bonding...
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"Might not be too bad an idea. It figures that your only idea would be skirts and cleavage, though." You shrug.

"What does that mean?" She asks.

You get to your feet, and whirl around to face her. Then you carefully look up and down her new robe- which involves both things.

"... Oh."

"Well, it was nice having a civil talk with you." You say. "I've got work to do. Thanks for the banter."

Then, finally, with a big smirk and a wink, you teleport out of the Dryad.

When the sphere crumbles around you, back in your dorm, you feel something wrong about the area. It just... feels wrong.

You look around, quickly checking your mess of a dorm. Something feels wrong. The books on your desk are spread out like someone looked through all the titles. Your blankets are crumpled up on the foot of your bed. Your coffee dweomer- as well as your light dweomers- are all deactivated, when you'd recharged them just this morning.

Your drawers are all open, clothing inside rustled around. Your broken Implement is open, the broken spellcrystal removed. Stolen.

Your computer is even on, though they never got past the password screen.

Someone's been in here.


>This was a fun session! Thanks for coming, anons.
>As always, I will be hanging around to answer questions for you guys.
>For future updates, my twitter is at @Futureexabyte, and I'm always in the #exabyte channel on IRC, Rizon server.


>>425283
>Actually, he wasn't messing with shamanism. He didn't intend to adopt frost wolf abilities or features- he was actually seeing if he could teleport away any frost wolves in the area to create a special kind of 'monster disjunction ward'. It didn't work.
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>>425293
Someone dies soon. Don't know who.
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>>425293
Damn thieves.
Thanks for running Exa!
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Thanks DM! It was fun!

Is it bad that Jazz in a long skirt and a jacket remind me of a certain knife wielding girl from an anime OVA?
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>>425280
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivASA9nZmNo
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>>425330
Ahhh thanks anon!
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>>425293
Oh damn. Was that the damaged spellcrystal with the teleporting array still programmed in?

>not shamanism
It wasn't intentionally shamanism, but in practice I'm not so sure
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>>425354
Yes, but it was incredibly mana inefficient compared to our current array. Also was lacking a few key bits.
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Maybe we can track it down somehow? We know anyone good at that?
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>>425367
We could conceivably teleport it back to us.
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>>425372
I like it. Do it. I probably won't be there for the next session so please someone put it in as an option.
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If Cera can't actually damage spell crystals, maybe we jumped to conclusions about her damaging that one, and it actually broke because it can't handle the stress of teleporting.
If that's the case, someone trying to fix it and use it would just end up with a broken crystal again.
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>>425354
It was not on the harddrive, thankfully. The spellcrystal itself would normally have 'echoes' of the spell it cast, but that kind of thing can't be recovered when it's broken like that. Not to mention that it was broken before you ever actually teleported with it. You're super careful about your work, especially after that Jackal guy tried messing with you.

Which is why you figured out the dimensional pocket to keep your notes, Mithril sword, and family books in.
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>>425382
>dimensional pocket

Inventing bag of infinite holding alone can get us magnus status. The rest is all arch mage status.
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>>425382
Oh good. So we don't have to worry about recovering it, just making sure that it doesn't happen again.
Leaving some kind of auto-teleporting trap would run the risk of them disabling it and stealing the spell, wouldn't it?
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>>425382
>Which is why you figured out the dimensional pocket to keep your notes, Mithril sword, and family books in.
I must have missed that. Is that stuck in our room, or do we have access to that anywhere we go?

And why is there not always freshly made coffee in there for us?
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>>425382
Oh, its going to be a fun session soon.

Have fun.

As for our next move, I would suggest asking a certain mecha-lich about additional security. Maybe he has an idea we could implement.
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>>425420
>I must have missed that
That's because it's brand new. Jaz are working on things between sessions, after all.

>>425392
It's not exactly a dimensional pocket- it's actually just a hidden chamber in the sewers that you made and secured. You even mortared the bricks back in place, so it's impossible to get to without teleportation. You can teleport items directly to/from it, and open a wrist-sized portal to empty it out.

You still haven't retrieved an item from Nowhere, but you're messing with thaumaturgy in order to figure it out.
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>>425467
We should start building some of those on other worlds, where we know nobody else can get.
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>>425662
We could even just build them in other cities or random small towns where no one (Except Brunmom) could get without booking a caravan.
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>>425662
The downside to that is that it takes a lot longer to open a portal to another world. It'd be infinitely more secure, but also much more costly and time-wasting to use.

>>425971
You considered putting it in a random spot in the wilderness, but you're not sure if there might be monsters that can 'smell' magic. It's more risky than somewhere in the city. You also could've sent it home, but that takes extra mana.
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Next time we see Kristoph we should just ask him for a big hollow cube of Mithril. We can store all of our stuff in it and it'd be basically impenetrable to anyone who can't teleport. Adamantium would probably be better but I doubt he'd just give us a bunch of that considering how secretive he is with it.
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>>425293
>Someone's been in here.
Shakal's (fake reporter, Soul magician) friends?

>fun session!
Thank you! Still really enjoy reading this story! Sweet that we semi-made-up with Cera.

Now we only need a murder that's pinned on us to create more conflict and mayhem!
>>425300
Cera? Inside a locked room which only we could have teleported into? Rawr!

Knock knock, "Police! Open up!", crash, police troopers storm through the broken door, "Freeze!", we panic and teleport away...

>>425467
>hidden chamber in the sewers
Nice! We can try telling people, it's a dimensional pocket though. For prestige.
>>426577
>hollow cube of Mithril
Nice! We wouldn't even have to hide that cube, just put it there, say it's for decoration, noone else but us can check.
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>>425980
>portal to another world
We'll use those for getting natural resources, right? Extra-dimensional oil production!
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>Welcome back!

The campus security guard is a rugged man- crisscross scars covering his face and arms. He isn't wearing an implement, but he does have a sword and gun. You'd met the Dannen before- He's the captain amongst the campus guard. The academy took Extraterritoriality rather seriously, and they had rights that only archmages usually did. It even meant that if someone did crime on campus, the security could make arrests no matter where the thieves might be. Dannen wasn't a proper wizard, but he knew how they worked and thought. This is the only time you've ever actually had to call him because of a break-in.

He and the other guards filled your small dorm room, Dannen taking you aside so that the rest could get magical readings from the area. Mana usually didn't leave behind marks, especially if the wizard who cast the spell was being extremely careful, but it was better to test it out and make sure.

In the end, they didn't find much- they just found out what exactly was taken, and couldn't find any fingerprints that didn't belong to you or Rathod.

"I'm afraid there's not much we can do." Dannen says, frowning. "If we had somewhere to get started, perhaps we could, but there's not much. What did you say exactly was missing?"

"Only the crystal." You say. "I had the forethought to hide everything important, but it was broken so I didn't think it would be a problem."

Dannen frowns, eying the Implement housing.

"I don't think there's anything we can do right now, other than changing out your lock for a different one. Even if that won't fix the problem. Whoever did this came through the door, we're sure. My tech expert says that they faked the signal from your ID card, somehow."

"... You sure you can't just make sure it stays closed?" You ask. After all, you don't need to use it anymore. Darren just chuckles.

"Sure, sure. We'll get right on it. I'm sorry this happened to a good person like you, Miss Angwaz. We'll beef up security, put a few cameras in the hall outside, hide a few dweomers."

"It'll be okay." You say, tapping your fingers against your desk while they get to work. "Thanks for the help."

It's only after they finish changing the locks on your door- this time, to stay locked- and install several cameras and sensor dweomers that you sigh, sitting on your bed.

Fucking thieves.

You hold your old implement housing, examining it like you'd find a clue, not sure where to go from here. You turn it in your hand, spellcrystal dust falling from the socket.

>?
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>>427153
Is spellcrystal dust a thing that happens? It doesn't seem right.
Can't think of anything else, let's just prepare for fiend hunting while keeping en eye open for anyone giving us unusual attention.
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>>427153
Are spellcrystals all unique, or are they very similar on the microscopic level?
Because the CSI fan in me is saying that we should be able to use that dust in some kind of technobabble machine to get a reading on the matching crystal.
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Boop
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>>427153
Guessing we can't teleport our shit back?
If so, go bitch at our friends about it.
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>>427174
>Spellcrystals are enchanted to change the way they're shaped on the microscopic level according to electronic inputs- that's mostly how they shape magic due to the implement's programming. So they're too mutable. However, there is an entire branch of magic that might serve as that technobabble machine. Thaumaturgy is a magical kind of voodoo, where you can take the 'lesser echo' of something in order to manipulate the 'greater echo'...
>Or, much more easily, take the 'greater echo' of something to manipulate the 'lesser'. Like, for example, a full crystal to manipulate a little bit of dust.

>>427171
>It does happen if a crystal is cracked or broken through physical force. It shouldn't happen if Cera'd just magically vanished it like you originally thought.

>>427180
>The -1 should totally be 'exile target creature OR remove target creature from exile'.
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>>427153
>stays closed
:) Teleport Master reputation! We need a peephole for the door though.
>?
Oh well. Good thing, the protagonist hid everything important! Can we find that Jackal guy? Maybe security has a recording of him? Otherwise get a present for our sister, blink home, absorb the peacefulness.
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>>427153
Can we set up and of detection system or a dweomer to tell us if anyone teleports into our room. Preferably ones that beat invisibility
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>>427215
We do have a peephole.
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>>427203
Well, if someone could manipulate the dust with the full crystal, let's put the dust somewhere away from us and our things. Maybe in a locked box up on an inaccessible rooftop somewhere.
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>>427203
Better?
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>>427218
>teleports
We're the only ones who can, so why bother? Even the thieves came through the door...
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>>427248
Thieves have our spell crystal remnants and may or may not figure out teleportation. Better safe than sorry.
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>>427253
They won't figure it out from a broken crystal, we didn't even successfully teleport with it so no data is stored on the thing.
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>>427232
That's pretty cool, anon. Only issue is she doesn't look small enough.
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>>427266
So they will come again? Maybe they will try to kidnap us to get our secrets? Take us while we sleep, no Implement, we lost...
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>>427253
Exa said that the crystal was never used to teleport and there was no other data available. The thieves can't teleport.
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Is there any way to make a dweomer that monitors other dweomers?
If so, can we make one designed to screech extremely loudly if it detects any of our other dweomers being snuffed out?
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>>427266
You dont need full data to reverse engineer. Just enough to figure out most of it. Then it's guesswork and trial and error.
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>>427292 That's a good idea.
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>>427293
They don't have any data at all other than what witnesses see when we teleport.
The broken crystal had less than nothing stored in it, the rest of the implement was wiped clean, and there were no notes around.
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>>427267
It's all about perspective my friend.
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>>427293
You don't understand, it has NO data on it.
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>>427308
In that case it just leaves someone breaking down the door or transporting a magic disabling dweomer into our room using Cera's method. I vote we move into our "pocket dimension" and us the dorm room to keep up appearances
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>>427307
>>427232
Now I have to ask if the other cast members are getting cards as well.
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>>427232
>Much!

First things first. While you trust the wizards on the security team, some things you have to handle yourself. You quickly throw together a quick security suite of dweomers. The simpler, more mundane dweomers are the kind of things everybody uses- heat, light, air pressure, so you skip those. Instead you go with a cleverer, more useful idea- you program the dweomer to create a few extremely-weak bands of force projection, filling the room like a grid. If anything moves through, the band will break, and the dweomer will trigger. You give it a few experimental tests, intentionally tripping the invisible band, and the dweomer works perfectly- just as intended, expending the rest of its mana to warn you. Then you throw out a few more dweomers, each set to alert you if any other dweomer in the room winks out before their time. Someone would need to somehow kill all of the dweomers at once in order to get past that, which wouldn't be easy. And just in case that happens, you throw an extra dweomer out- this one just out your kitchenette's window- to sense the rest of the dweomers.

Second of all, you make sure that the crystal dust is somewhere safe. You drop it into a glass vial, cork it, and then lock it into a heavy box. You might find a use for it eventually- maybe even be able to use it to summon yourself toward where the whole crystal is- but for now, you lock it into a box and teleport it onto the building's roof.

You take another deep breath. You finally get 'along' with Cera, for a given value of 'along', and then you come home just for this shit to happen.

You call Rathod, but you just get a busy message- probably learning more from Haron, as always around this time. Brun recently ran off to work on her evocation, so you can't complain to her either. You grumble to yourself, messing more with your implement- slapping out a few more dweomers. Most of them are of the generic security varieties... But one is making more coffee. You're going to need it.

Finally, you sigh and blink out of your room again. This time, you bounce across the city until you get downtown to the shops. Time to possibly-maybe get Ishelda a present for passing her tests with a higher score than, well, you, when you were her age. This would be your favorite part of the city, if it weren't for the fact that you barely have any disposable cash. Lots of different stores sit abound, most of them privately owned, and plenty of clothes, devices, and more mundane items are sitting in each of the windows. You do notice a few useful items- a digital book tablet. Maybe if you threw all of your books in there, it would give her an easier time. There's also a custom implement housing shop- you could have the lady inside make whatever kind of housing Ishelda wanted.

After some time window shopping, you still can't decide. You might even just want to bring her here yourself to shop with. Spend the rest of the day with her. That would definitely cheer you up.

>?
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Bring her to go shopping, as well as show her around the place.
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>>427359
I think a trip home to mother and begging to take Ishelda shopping is in order. If we do manage to persuade her, we should teleport a little as possible and stay close to Ishelda in case someone is trying to follow us.

Don't want them getting any funny ideas.
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>>427359
Bringing her over sounds fun. I don't see why not.
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>>427359
>?
>bring her here yourself to shop with
Blink home, ask mum whether she allows it, blink to city with sister, fun. Sounds like a good idea!
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>>427359
>security suite of dweomers
Archmage level of security ...in a dorm room :).
>barely have any disposable cash
One non-favour transport of good and we're good in the money department, right?
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>>427330
Find me some art And I'll definitely do it. It's pretty hard finding things that look right.
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>>427470
I think I'll look for Brun first. "Girl with axe" shouldn't be to hard of a search xb
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>>427476
She's got a pretty muscularly thick build and wears fur and armor too. I tried Female barbarians but they're either too scantily clad or don't have the right build.
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>>427485
#fuckthebikiniiwantrealarmor
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After a few minutes, you finally decide just to drag her here. That's one way to cheer you up. You key the stronger, more powerful teleportation spell than just your blinking, and spend five long seconds in absolute Nothingness before you land right in front of your house. You knock on it once, then pull it open. Ishelda is at the kitchen table, pouring over a book and taking notes. She's still wearing her favorite pair of rabbit-themed pajamas, even though it's past noon. Must have spent all day in here, frowning and studying.

So of course you sneak up and muss her hair.

Ishelda squeals in surprise, falling out of her chair and slamming her butt onto the tile.

She glares up at you, and you can't help but start giggling.

"Jaaaz." She says. "You scared me!"

"It's Saturday! What are you doing, studying? Today's a day where you're supposed to go do fun stuff." You say.

"I get to do fun stuff every day." She responds, wagging her finger at you. "And that's because I study on Saturdays."

"Jasmine? You're home." Your mother says. She walks in, setting her bag down on the table and gives you a hug.

"I wanted to get Ishelda a present for doing so well on her Evaluation thing, so that's why I'm here."

"Oooh? What'd you get me?" Ishelda asks, beaming.

"I'll need mom's permission first." You say with a slight smirk.

Mom purses her lips.

"What is it?" She asks, eventually. Like she's afraid of the answer.

"I want to take Ishelda to a shopping trip back in the city." You say. Your mom frowns for a few seconds, but then she nods.

"As long as she's home before six." She says.

Ishelda squeals again, only this time it's a happy-squeal as opposed to a surprise-squeal. She snatches you into a hug- basically clinging to you with all the power in her body. So, of course, you take the chance to muss her hair some more. And poke her in the ribs.

"How was the city?" Your mom asks, while you try to deattach your favorite little sister.

>?
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>>427512
Made up with a rival for given value of made out. Thod has a girlfriend finally, My work is proceeding well, if only I could get the thieves to leave me alone now.
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>>427485
Found a couple. Dumping.
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>>427512
>>?
"A girl that I thought was evil made Magus and we made up. She may be not as bad as I thought. My magic research is going fine: slow but steady. But strange people seem to get interested in it... had a break-in even."
>>427523
>girlfriend
Does he though? Thought, Brun only asked us if she could ask him?
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>>427546
http://iara-art.deviantart.com/art/Astrid-color-316999975
http://sirtiefling.deviantart.com/art/The-Northern-Lights-314083305
http://myth1c.deviantart.com/art/Bloodborne-Vivid-Comm-by-NeutralZ1-520295400
http://offlocked.deviantart.com/art/axe-girl-452180453
>>427551
That one is nice!
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>>427546
Come on post damn you.
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>>427512
Rathod might have a girlfriend soon, I had a civil conversation with Cera after she became Magus and I have been teleporting around town to make sure it is known that I perfected teleportation first (as it should be) other than that, there is a slight fiend issue outside of town which will be taken care of soon.

Better not worry her with the burglary thing, though we may want to have a dweomer or two to keep watch here.
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And my problem with all of them is they bare a midriff.

Why is armoring females so hard for nerds to do properly?
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>>427607
Doesn't matter in this case, Brun has magic,
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>>427512
Going good, except for how we got robbed...
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>>427601
>Better not worry her
She's family, it's us vs the world, Lannister-style. And it shouldn't be a surprise that wizards want to steal other wizards' ideas and reserach...
>>427607
Yeah, those are maybe only good for bed battles :)
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"I made up with a rival." You say. "She made Magus, I congratulated her... She might not be as bad as I thought. We had a civil conversation at least."

"That's good." She says.

"My magic research is going fine; Slow but steady." You say. "Strange people seem to get interested in it... I had a break-in, even."

"Was anything important taken?" Your mom asks, worried.

"No, no." You say. "Everything really important, I'd already hid. Everything's good. The only thing actually taken wasn't worth anything."

"How's Rathod doing?" Ishelda asks, peeling herself away enough to face you.

"He's got a girlfriend." You say. "Or might, soon."

Ishelda's eyes light up. "Finally!" She crows.

"That's what I said!" You respond.

"Is she cute? What kind of person is she?" Ishelda asks. "Do you know her? What's she look like? Is she cool?"

You muss her hair until she gets her questions out of her system.

"... did you want to go shopping in that?" You ask her in response. She looks down at her pink-and-rabbit pajamas, cheeks suddenly going red, and she squirrels back into her room.

Your mom sighs. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you two."

"Face it- You raised two eccentric geniuses." You say, grinning. Your mom just rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." She says.

Ishelda flounces out of her room looking like you would if you'd spent maybe an hour making yourself look perfect. You're not sure how she can do that- it's an ability you've never had, to spend less than two minutes and come out of your room looking like you'd been airbrushed- but she's beaming and excited, her implement linked to her belt and a hairband somehow keeping her mess under control. You can somehow feel her excitement against your soul, a strange kind of pressure from her mana.

"Ready?" You ask.

"Yep!" She says. "I was going to bring a bag or something, but you can just send everything we get straight home, right?"

"Sure can." You say, and turn to your mom. "We'll be home soon. Love you."

"Love you too." She says.

You grab Ishelda by the hand, and key your Implement.

>What do you guys want to shop for first?
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>>427614
Rathod?
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>>427651
>>What do you guys want to shop for first?
Of course, a fashionable hat is a must for a young lady. Maybe some city candy too.
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>>427651
Also I think it's less about shopping for the little sister but seeing the sights, looking at big buildings, churches, the people and their fashion, the cafes.
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>>427651
Well, what are kids in this setting into? Maybe take her shopping for some magic books? Maybe even books in general? I'm not sure if she's old enough for the magic internet, maybe a tablet type divice?
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>>427651
The custom implement housing might be a good choice to have a look at.
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>>427678
>tablet type device
She'll never learn programming with those... magic laptop is much better!
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>>427652
Too real and skinny.
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>>427651
Let's check out some books, sure.
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"Oooh woooow." Ishelda says, looking around. She's speechless, for a long, quiet moment. "It's so big!"

You'd done the clever thing and landed on top of one of the taller public buildings, the two of you looking out over the big city. It's just as big as it was when you showed up, but your first experience was a bit different- so many people so congested at the heart of the city, when you weren't yet used to that many people at all... You were kind of a country bumpkin when you first showed up here. But from up here, it makes the crowds and people less important- all you can see are the arching buildings, magic dweomers and electric lights alike causing windows to glow. The Magus tower is shimmering on the horizon, the tallest building in the city- and the only one taller than the building you're on- and Ishelda keeps bouncing from edge of the building to edge, trying to take it all in.

"Let's go get something to eat, first thing." You say. "You have lunch yet?"

"Yeah, I have." She says.

"Perfect! Here we go! Grab my hand."

She grabs it, and the two of you blink across the city, looking around for a certain cafe you remember being around here...

Finally, you stop in front of a garish, brightly colored building. It's pretty empty lately, mostly because of the season... Autumn isn't a good time for frozen yogurt.

But for Ishelda, who is twelve and has never had it before, every day is a good day for something delicious.

>Continued!
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The two of you walk out of the store, both of you wearing new hats. Ishelda's is a wide-brimmed straw thing that has such a huge brim that the wind seems to be trying to constantly and consistently take it from her, which amuses you greatly. But she seems just as entertained by the one she got for you- an incredibly-tiny hat, staying on your head only by the virtue that it's actually a headband with a hat-shaped decoration. You're also wearing a brand new dress under your jacket. You're not one for dresses, even if they're the long-skirted kind, but Ishelda had insisted. There's very little you can do to resist her when she gives you that kind of look.

Your war chest has dwindled by quite a bit by this point, as has the money that your mom gave Ishelda, but the two of you have had an excellent day. You also got quite a few books- some on magic, some on fantasy fiction, and one, on Ishelda's insistence, which is a romance novel. It didn't look like there was anything that was too steamy for her, so you didn't see a reason why not.

"Oh!" You say. "I almost forgot!"

"What?" Ishelda asks, holding onto her hat with a hand.

"You brought your Implement, right?"

"Yeah?"

"You want to get a mount for it?"

"Like your huge arm bracer thing?" She asks, nodding at yours.

"It doesn't have to be a bracer, but yeah."

"Okay!" She says.

You teleport one more time, landing in front of the custom implement store. The two of you walk in, and Ishelda immediately goes over to the sample wall, examining the various styles. Mounts meant to clip onto one's belt and sit on their hip, Housings meant to be strung across the chest, over the shoulder, and one that looks like a sword sheathe. There's even a silver gauntlet with articulated fingers. It takes you a few minutes to find out why it costs a whopping 200-ecu- the articulated fingers act as shortcuts for specific spells. You just need to twist your hand the right way to cast a certain spell.

Eventually, Ishelda turns to you.

"... I can't decide." She says. "They're all really pretty, but I don't know..."

>?
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>>427695
I'm more worried about little sis finding out about /mg/ dolphin porn illusions.
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>>427775
Well, ask her what kind of mage she wants to be! Different mounts are better for different purposes after all. If you wanna fight you want something that doesn't impede you and is lightweight for example.
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>>427775
Tell little sis it's about comfort when using it. For us it's a bracer, for her it could be a belt clip. Then help her figure out what she likes.
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>>427775
>>?
>clip onto one's belt
Seems to be quite convenient.

>new hats
Nice! :)
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>>427778
>porn
Magic kid access filter? Though maybe that's the first thing we will learn to hack?
>>427775
>brand new dress
We're a small Cera now!
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>>427775
A hair clip could be cute
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>>427775
Probably a belt clip because she is tiny still.
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>>427778
>You found out about that kind of thing at around the same age. Your mom had some filters up, but you had... misadventures. Might as well give your little sister the same opportunities you did.

>>427838
>Implements are too big for something as small as a hair clip. But there is a coronet/diadem/tiara sample on the wall, which Ishelda might like. She's a fan of hairbands.
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>>427775
>>?
She can get a different mount in the future.

How about either an arm clip like the MC, or a hip clip because that seems like neutral choice.
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>>427854
In that case give her a computer. Lol.
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>>427359
>First things first. While you trust the wizards on the security team, some things you have to handle yourself. You quickly throw together a quick security suite of dweomers. The simpler, more mundane dweomers are the kind of things everybody uses- heat, light, air pressure, so you skip those. Instead you go with a cleverer, more useful idea- you program the dweomer to create a few extremely-weak bands of force projection, filling the room like a grid. If anything moves through, the band will break, and the dweomer will trigger. You give it a few experimental tests, intentionally tripping the invisible band, and the dweomer works perfectly- just as intended, expending the rest of its mana to warn you. Then you throw out a few more dweomers, each set to alert you if any other dweomer in the room winks out before their time. Someone would need to somehow kill all of the dweomers at once in order to get past that, which wouldn't be easy. And just in case that happens, you throw an extra dweomer out- this one just out your kitchenette's window- to sense the rest of the dweomers.

Smart girl.
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>>427888
>Smart girl.
Paranoid wizard girl. Fits right in with all the other wizards :).
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>>427651
Mom was hoping Thod was the one for us?
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>>427925
Where did you gather that?
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>>427775
>You're also wearing a brand new dress under your jacket.

Best sis already.
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>>427925
>>427938
The brother-sister vibes are strong between Thod and Jasmine. And I prefer our protagonist as the lifelong research geek with super-magic, fighting inter-dimensional super-enemies.
>>427943
paparazzi can come now!
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>>427938
Her reaction to the news.
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>>427957
And falling in love with a book in the end.

At least a person trapped in a book.
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>Sorry for the delays, folks. We've got guests over.

>>427880
>She already has one.

"It's about whatever you find most comfortable." You say. "And what kind of mage do you want to be? If you want to fight, you want something that doesn't hold you back. If you want to be able to make new spells easily, you want something you can reach."

"Why did you pick a bracer?"

"Because I like making new spells." You say. "So I have mine in a bracer so that I can reach it easily."

"And if I had it on a belt, I'd have to unclip it every time I wanted to do something like that."

"Exactly."

Ishelda thinks for a little bit, looking things over.

"You can always get a new mount in the future." The woman at the counter says. "You'll probably need to, as you get bigger. We also take old mounts back when you're done with them."

Ishelda nods.

"... I want this one." She says, finally, nodding at a strange, silver coronet mount. It's almost like a coronet or tiara, and comes with a simple bracer mount for the Implement's touchpad. It's made of flimsy silver cables, intricately designed, but it's a lot more solid than it looks. With it, she can orient spells toward where she's looking, not toward where her arm is pointed. In case she doesn't want to wear it on her head, she can use it as a necklace. It's not nearly as expensive as the gauntlet, but it seems a solid choice.

"Alright!" You say. Ishelda pulls out her pouch, but you bat her hand away. "I'll get it for you."

Ishelda frowns at you, but doesn't argue too much when you pay for it. The lady there quickly splits the touchscreen from Ishelda's existing implement, and puts the spell components into the coronet, while putting the electronic components into the bracer.

"Here you go." She says, handing it to Ishelda. The moment the two of you are out on the street, she tries it out. A simple sphere of light appears on her brow, shining forward.

"This is so cool." She says.

>?
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>>427972
Mess up her hair more.

Also shortie hug.
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>>427972
>??????
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>>427972
>Looking like a real princess there, Ishy.
Tease!
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>>427972
Check the time and if we can, visit Rathod. he hasn't seen Ishelda in so long.
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>>427972
>>?
"When I make Archmage, you can be my apprentice. Good choice with the mount."
>>427992
Yeah, might be nice to let them interact as they're our small social group.
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"Looking like a princess there, Ishy." You say, raising your eyebrows.

She swishes her own dress.

"Perfect!" She says.

You respond by mussing her hair. It isn't easy, with the coronet in the way, but you would not be a big sister if you couldn't figure it out.

"When you make Archmage, you can be my apprentice." You say. She cheers. "Now c'mon, let's go see Rathod."

"Okay." She says.

First things first, you send him a text, seeing if he's free. You wouldn't want to do the same thing that you did a while back, walking in on him and Brun... But since he's free...

You teleport straight into his room. Rathod is hunched over a table, golem parts in front of him- and then Ishelda attacks!

"Thod!" She cries, giving him a big hug.

"Ishy!" He responds, scooping her up under one arm. "How've you been?"

"Jaz has taken me all around the city. It's really big." She says. " Did you notice my Implement?"

"I did." He says. "Nice choice. You bought it yourself?"

"Not the mount, but I got everything else. Oh! and I made Jaz wear a dress!"

Thod suddenly turns to you, looking as if he completely disbelieved her.

"Did you know that I've never actually seen her in one before?" Thod asks.

"Neither have I." Ishelda says, but that's not her main goal, here. "So, tell me about your girlfriend." She says.

Thod suddenly looks uncomfortable.

"I... er..."

Which is, of course, the moment someone knocks on the door.

You peer through the hole, and Brun is standing on the other side of the door.

>?
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>>428045
...Ishy, you're not a precog, are you?

>Open the door.
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>>428045
Leave it to Thod. I would hate to break it to her that they broke up.
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>>428053
...Oh yeah, I'd thought she'd asked already. Ignore >>428050 if she hadn't. just open the door, say hi, and then LEAVE THEM ALONE.
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>>428055
Teleport them to a romantic spot.
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>>428045
Ishy pls.
It can't have been Jaz's fault, she's perfect!
Run deflection!
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>>428065
Supporting.
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You grin, pulling open the door. Brun gives you a Look. Then sees Ishelda basically atop Rathod's shoulder.

"Hey." you say.

"Hi." She says, raises an eyebrow at Ishelda. "Is that a miniature Jaz over there?"

"No, Jaz is just a huge me." Ishelda responds, nodding solemnly.

"This is Ishelda." Rathod says. "Jasmine's sister."

"Brun." Brun responds.

"Are-" Ishelda starts, but you cover her mouth.

Both Rathod and Brun gives you a strange look while you claim your sister from Rathod's grip.

"Good luck!" You say, and raise your Implement.

Both of them vanish into black spheres, finding themselves atop the building you'd brought Ishelda to.

"... Where did you send them?" She asks.

"Brun wants to be Rathod's girlfriend, but she hasn't asked him yet. You almost spoiled the surprise for him!"

"Oh no!" She says. "I almost messed things up, didn't I."

Then a moment later, she tilts her head.

"That girl was really tall." She says. "And muscle-y."

"Yep."

"She had an axe. And was wearing fur and stuff."

"Yep."

"Is she an insane person?"

"Probably."

"Then I approve!" Ishelda says. "Thod needs someone to knock him off his feet. He's too calm all the time. I hope it goes well."

Then she turns around to look at Rathod's mid-assembly golem.

"So what's up with this? Is he making a robot?" She asks. On the desk is tendon cable and pistons made of some kind of ceramic, with orichalium cable connecting certain parts. It looks pretty complicated, and takes you a few seconds before you decide that she's probably right.

"It's best not to ask questions like that." You say, ruffling her hair. "Especially since he's the golem Archmage's apprentice. We don't want to accidentally spy on him, you know?"

"Yeah, that's a good point." She says, nodding-

Then a Dweomer suddenly buzzes in your mind. A band on the force-projection is broken. A moment later, that buzz vanishes, and then a new one starts- a dweomer had been shut down. Then another. Then another.

"Sis? You okay?"

>?
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>>428145
Teleport her to Brun and Rathod, and send your ass over.
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>>428145
Teleport Ishelda to the nearest security guard outpost, tell her to explain that Jasmine Angwaz is having a break-in. Then teleport a little away from our room, so we can try and approach whoever's breaking in from behind.
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>>428145
>"Then I approve!"

Best girl.
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>>428145
"...No."

Then do this: >>428152
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>>428152
I agree with this.

Also get our Mithril sword.
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>>428151
This, but teleport her home. No sense in interrupting Brun and Thod, even if you're getting robbed.
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"No." You say. With a single gesture, you begin opening a portal. With another gesture, you target the security office. "Ishelda, I'm going to send you home."

"Okay." She says. "Be safe, okay?"

"Alright." You say.

The portal establishes, and you draw your huge Mithril sword out of it, twisting it around to mount onto your back.

Then you send Ishelda back home, and blink into the hall, already sending a text to Dannen.

The door has been sliced open, the jam completely burned away and smelling like smoke. Someone is rustling around inside. You walk in- and Jackal turns around, hands in his pockets. Tendrils of mana writhe around him- you can feel it- and they lash out toward you in a single, swift motion.

You bring your sword up between you and him.

"You wouldn't be so upset right now if you had given me an interview." He says, plainly. Smirking. "Clever defense system, I have to say. Means there's something here to hide, right?"

You can't feel his mana- the sword is between you and him, preventing him from even touching you with astral magic.

>?
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>>428177
"No, actually. It's a honeypot to catch you. Or did you not notice that every dweomer here was observing every other dweomer and alerting me the moment they were disturbed."
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>>428177
Teleport him to the monster pen.

Inside it.

With the monster.
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>>428152

Do this, but teleport Brun and Rathod with you. Nothing quite like excitement, combat, and mutual defense to bring couples together!
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>>428177
"You idiot."
No more words. Subdue him. Or better yet, Portal Loop him until he hits terminal velocity then close one end and let gravity handle the rest.
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>>428184
In the middle of kissing, or getting heavy.
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>>428177
>Mighty confident for someone caught red-handed. What's the ace up your sleeve, hmm?
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>>428177
Let's just try to teleport him straight into a guard station. If that doesn't work for some reason then ask him what he wants, try to get him monologing
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...Given how smug he is, he might have used Astral magic on Security.
Let's get ready to open a portal behind us, with the entrance facing out so that anyone trying to enter the room goes outside instead.
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>>428196
>>428185
>>428182
>I'll need some 1d100s rolled. Good luck!
>you'll need it
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Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>428202
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>428202
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>428202
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>428202
Take this, scum!
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>>428208
Good anon.
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>>428205
>>428207
>>428208
60 and 2/3, pretty good
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>>428177
"No, it means someone already broke in."
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>Result: 61! Mild Success!

"No, actually. It's a honeypot to catch you."

He raises an eyebrow. He's confident. Very confident, for someone caught red-handed.

"I triggered them intentionally." He said. "To catch you."

"What's the ace up your sleeve, hmm?" You ask.

Invisible, unseen force reaches up and over the sword, toward you. You cut the tendril off with a twist of your wrist. The mithril sword is a perfect antimagic defense, especially because it's broad enough to act as a shield.

You quickly target him with a teleport, but the man simply steps aside. The black sphere wraps around the spot he was a second ago. You try a second time, but you feel a strong pulse of magic- and the sphere fails to form.

And then he darts toward you.

"The problem-" You slash out with your sword. He kicks off of thin air, boosting himself up and over your swing. Somehow, he changes direction in mid-air.

His foot whips toward your head. You blink backward into the hall in response. He's still darting toward you, tendrils of magic wavering and whipping around. They're supporting him as he moves, kinetic platforms being made right where he needs to kick off. A few tendrils keep lashing toward you, but you rely on your sword. A half-dozen black spheres appear as you try to catch him in a teleport, but he's able to twist out of the way- as if he can feel them the second before they form.

It's very different than fighting Brun, that's for sure. If the hallway wasn't so cramped, you could really start swinging your sword. But if you did that, you'd end up destroying the entire building.

"With your magic-" You swing again, but his hand catches the flat of the blade and shoves it aside, moving inward. His palm slams into your chest, sending you stumbling back-

"Is that it's way too damn obvious." He says. You blink yourself back to your feet.

There's a lull in movement. He tilts his head, grinning, and pulls up a pair of goggles over his eyes.

"Hear that?" He asks. "That's the sound of nobody coming."

A tendril of mana whorls over his shoulder, and it suddenly becomes fierce heat and light blasting toward you. You instinctively bring your sword up in the way. The Mithril doesn't even heat up.

>?
>You'll need some more rolls, regardless of what you plan.
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>>428250
Strategic retreat. Teleport to somewhere with lots of people. Mages preferably.
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>428250
Can we open multiple portals at once? If so, one on the floor linked to the left wall, one on the ceiling linked to the right wall, and then one on each of the two remaining walls, with no gaps between them. Let him fall through and get disoriented while we fly around by thinking with portals.
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>>428250
Kick his souls in the nuts with our own. All the anger disgust and hatred we felt at the people pulling this shit, smack his ass with it.
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Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>428250
>>428272
Chain the teleports around him. I don't think he can tell where they each lead, so we go in one and come out of another.
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>>428250
Hmmm...alright, he can sense us coming.

How fast are our portal forming reflexes? I'd assume really damn fast considering we tried to basically do this: https://youtu.be/YCWoTa5GlWg?t=548 and he dodged it. If we can, try to basically portal loop yourself in various directions.
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>>428272
>You can, but portals take time to open. Ones those size, even at the short distances, would take about a full minute to form. And for all you know he'd basically walk past them using his own mana as a platform to keep him from falling through.
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>>428250
>>428273
How dangerous is doing this Exa?
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>>428276
I am changing my vote to this.
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>>428276
Easy roll boys
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>428250
Do we have an idea of what kind of magic he's doing? And besides teleporting what magic areas we capable of on the fly?
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>>428276
Well.
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>>428250
I want to punch him in the soul with our soul. Teleporting is probably a safer bet though.
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>>428290
>He's doing absolutely pure astral magic. No implement. He's just converting his mana into physical force on the spot.

>>428288
>Keep in mind, the nat100 triggers as a crit no matter what is voted for. No reason to vote for something just because it's got a nat100.
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>>428317
I still like the chain teleport idea.
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>>428317
> He's just converting his mana into physical force on the spot.

Neato, actually.
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You grit your teeth. Can't use your sword this cramped. He keeps trying to get close, preventing you from using your sword. No matter how many teleports you throw out, he dodges each and every single one of them. Lashes of mana try to hit you with kinetic force. One or two do get past your sword, cracking painfully against your arms and legs while you try to get more space. You blink onto the other side of him, backing toward the other end of the hall while more onslaughts of physical force and Jackal's own body moves toward you.

Blinking does have one weakness. You have to point at where you want to go. Normal teleportation has a weakness too- you have to key your implement to decide both the source and the destination. He's using that gesture, probably, and the feel of your mana to figure out where you're going and when you try to teleport him away. He's got faster reflexes than you- likely a change he's made to himself.

You twist your sword to block another laser.

"I have to admit." Jackal says, putting both hands in his pockets again. You see the glint of something red. His mana is still whirling around him, creating lashes of kinetic force. "Your spiritual cores are actually really fucking impressive. What'd you do to them?"

>****** *** ****** *** ******

An idea bursts, fully formed in your mind. Your mana whips out, tapping against your own implement, triggering the touchpad with kinetic force.

He crouches, mana tendrils whirling around him as he prepares to pounce, wrapping them around his legs and arms to boost his movement.

With a quarter-second of delay from the first to the next, sixteen teleport-spheres swell around him... And you find yourself in nothingness and reality and nothingness and reality, sword flashing into reality just long enough to sever each and every tendril.

A moment later, he's on his back, mana still with disbelief and surprise.

You prod your sword close to his chest, right to where you feel his soul. The closer it gets, the more his magic recedes, until you have the tip buried right against his chest, barely drawing blood.

He bats it away, grabbing your sword by the edge. Your mithril sword screeches loudly. He knocks it away somehow, with an ugly, blotchy red gauntlet on one hand. You feel him start to rouse his soul again-

And you lash out with your own.

He screams, head arcing backward, and he collapses into unconsciousness.

>?
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>>428380
"...stuff that can let me do that."

*CALL THE FUCKING POLICE*
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>>428276
Well, then how bout to build off this...
The reason we cant swing our sword is because were in a moderately limited space in the building. Which goes for him as well,especially since hes using force to mov e around, he has to move linearly, unlike us, So create the series of teleports so that even if he moves out of the way, we create portals that will at least partially catch him at some point as he moves, by covering transition points around him and daisy chaining from one to the other. So he'll either get stabbed or telefragged when he avoids getting stabbed, unless he goes through a wall.
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>>428393
welp, too late
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>>428380
Fuck year.
See if we can contact someone now. Let's get Haron or hell, even Sirius on the line instead. I have a feeling if we let the cops take him, he's gonna make himself disappear quite quickly. They'll probably underestimate him.
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>>428380
Let's grab that gauntlet off of him. That might be made of that third magic metal, and regardless, it fucked with our magicproof sword somehow. It's too dangerous to let him keep it.
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>>428412
I agree with this anon. Also search him for ID.

And ask the campus security to contact one of the archmagus. It would seem improper if we run to Haron for every little thing.
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>>428380
Take the gauntlet and pat him down for any other tools and weapons, then tie him up with some rope or duct tape. Then maybe we should call Huron or some other archmage for advice, this guy apparently being a complete master of Astral magic
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>>428412
Yeah, good point. Besides, we don't want him to have easy access to his main implement if he should wake up.
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You do what you can, quickly calling every authority you can think of. The campus security office isn't responding, no matter how much you ring. The city guards pick up, but the second they hear you're on campus, they tell you that they can't do anything- it's not their domain, and they can't legally do anything.

After they hang up, you struggle with the gauntlet. It's belted on, all the way up to his shoulder, but that's because whatever red blotchy material this is made out of, it's softer than you'd expected. It's like a metal, but it's soft to the touch-

The moment you take it off of him, you drop it. It suddenly increased in weight, far beyond what you could lift. You quickly tape Jackal up, as best you can, binding him in place. Then you deal with the gauntlet.

You grab the very lightest end, and carefully tug on it. It digs a divot into the stone floor of the dorm hall, but even when you put your whole body's weight onto it, you can't move it. But he was moving it somehow... Maybe with his magic?

You charge it with your own mana, and quite suddenly, it's weightless. Just as weightless as Mithril- no, moreso.

... Maybe this is Adamantine. You've never seen it before, and Kristoph's legendarily secretive about it, but...

You call Haron.

"What's going on, Jaz?" He asks, pleasantly. You quickly explain what's going on, but he cuts you off

"Did he have a red glove?"

There's a long moment of silence before you respond.

"Yeah." You say.

Haron hangs up on you.

A door behind you slams open. You whirl around-

Two identical figures, both wearing goggles and a single red gauntlet walk toward you. One has an implement around his neck, and the other has long, spined horns coming out of his left brow. The second one's magic feels wrong, like it's been changed somehow. Tastes almost like a monster.

They look like twins, exactly like Jackal. Even wearing the same clean, official suits.

>********

They don't say anything- they just stand there.

>?
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>>428380
I kinda want to cut off his hands...
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>>428465
Teleport away, call Haron and warn him that there are more of them somehow. We sent Ishy home, right?
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Teleport to Haron. Take the implement with us.
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>>428465
Teleport away. Take the Jackal too. Somewhere safe, either the walled off sewer room, Haron's abode, or maybe even our village. Maybe even Kristoph's home if the teleport would go off fast enough.
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>>428478
Oh, and take the arm with us.
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>>428478
I agree with tactical retreat.
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>>428465
Teleport to Haron. Take Jackal with us.
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>>428465
>"Geez, more of you?"
Try grabbing Jackal and teleporting out?
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>>428478
We did.
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>>428465
Nope. We out.
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We should keep in mind the other alternative explanation why Haron hung up on us - we prodded the authorities / someone so powerful Haron does not want to get involved in.
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"Jeez, more of you?" You ask.

The two figures look to one another, and start to walk toward you.

Making sure to keep it charged with mana, you sling the gauntlet over your shoulder. Then you kneel over Jackal. At the same time, the two begin to sprint toward you, running down the hall. The Implement-caster fires dweomers that start beeping, homing in on you, and the horn-one's hand explodes into thorny vines, coiling and growing over all of the entrances and exits.

But by the time the dweomers reach you, you've already grabbed Jackal and teleported away.

A few seconds after you land in Haron's living room, two titanic, four-legged golems stumble in, Haron between them.

"No." Haron says. His voice is booming- he's serious. "Take that man and that glove out of my home. I want nothing to do with this."

"What?"

"This is not my business." He says. "I cannot help you. Please leave."

"What? You can't explain-"

"I can't." He says, crystal gleaming brighter than you'd seen. "It's not my place. I cannot give you any information or assistance."

Jackal groans. You lash at his soul again, slowing the motion in his cores. He falls unconscious again.

"Go somewhere else." Haron says. "Before they come here."

>?
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>>428519
We teleport the fuck away, far as possible to god knows where. And then we interrogate this fuck
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>>428519
Leave. Go. Find a remote place. Then call Christopher for advice.
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>>428519

Well, great. We're outlaws for some Bullshit reason we don't know about.

Telenor the to somewhere remote, and interrogate this fuck. I've seen this movie before and let's not copy to typical cliches.
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>>428519
"well fuck you too then."
I dont suppose we know an Archmage we could call on?
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>>428519
How annoying!
Hmmm, well let's teleport somewhere really remote then. Ideally something like a deserted island he can't escape from on his own.
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>>428519
>"Go somewhere else." Haron says. "Before they come here."
Sounds like a plan. Let's teleport to Kristoph's place. Though if that would take too long then teleport somewhere to get out of Haron's figurative hair and then to Kristoph.
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>>428519
Jerk!

Open up a portal to that other world and throw jackal through it.

Also, see if there's anything mythril around that we can pinch from haron, and stab it into jackal so he can't regen much. If we can't find any, use the swords sheathe
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>>428540
This sounds like we got on the wrong side of the mob.

Adding to my >>428539 vote, KEEP HIM WEAK. When we come to, threaten to drop him into Nothing if he doesn't answer.

Be mentally prepared to ACTUALLY FOLLOW THROUGH.
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Umm, is there some reason we cant just teleport to the police, if the police cant come on campus? jurisdiction or not, the guy did try to assault us.
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>>428540
I don't want to blame Haron for not wanting to get involved. Obviously this is some kind of shit that's a pretty big deal. We shouldn't judge him until we understand it better.
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Remote place, or a place with tons of people.

He can't get uppity and his friends won't act so brazenly if there are tons of witnesses around.
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>>428555
I have a good feeling the police would get dumpstered, especially when Haron is spooked
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>>428519
"Sorry for bringing him here. I didn't know."
Leave. I support >>428531 and >>428542
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>>428519
Teleport somewhere in public, call Brun and Thod, explain what happend then ask her if we can go to her family estate, that's probably one of the safest places we could be and they have facilities to hold dragons.
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>>428519
Teleport somewhere remote and open a portal to another world. Hide out there for a little while.
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>>428601
We don't have a way to teleport home if the portal closes though. Don't want to get stuck.
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>>428596
Do we necessarily want to involve them in something this dangerous?
Then again if we end up being an actual tough nut to crack I suppose it's only a matter of time until they abduct someone we care about. Prolly Ishelda.
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>Legally, any crimes that happened on campus is out of their jurisdiction. They'd be forced to basically let him go. Extraterritoriality is one son of a bitch. But if Haron, who is above the law, is acting this way...

Haron's betrayed you too.

"Well fuck you too, then."

You growl, pulling up a GPS map. Somewhere close enough that you can teleport to it quickly, but also far enough away to buy you a few hours' time. Perhaps as far away as your village, but the way Haron said 'before they come here' implies they can track you somehow.

A moment later, your eyes widen. You know exactly where to go. On the eastern edge of the spine, there's a mountain... the one place that no caravans, land or air go. There's no way to get there. The land is too rough, too treacherous, too many plateaus and too steep cliffs to cross physically. As for the air... the Fungal Dragon hides there. The undying, territorial monster that kills anything in the air above its lair. The only reason it's on the map at all is because of the satellite pictures.

It's stupid, but these people are attacking you, trying to capture you. No reason to make it fucking easy.

With Jackal tied to a tree, the mithril sheathe pressed tightly against his chest, you sit down in the forest and call Kristoph.

"Hello, hello." He says cheerfully. "Jasmine, correct? Hello! Haron just informed me that you're having some... er, trouble."

"I am." You say.

Kristoph just chuckles. "I see, I see. You're going to be in a bit more trouble for some time, unless you figure out a way to wrap everything up neatly!"

"What does that even mean?"

"Sorry, young lady." He says. "I can't quite explain everything. You'll have to figure things out yourself. It's... Hm. You can consider this a game, if you'd like. All you need to do is win it, and everything will be done! Just win it, Miss Jasmine."

Jackal groans again. You feel his soul, but it's not doing much- he's still just waking up. When he does, he'll have one hell of a headache.

>?
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>>428611
What better way to start our transdimensional adventures?
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>>428614
Well this is quite the stressful 'game' then.
Keep our sword between us and him, and go for some interrogation.
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>>428614
>Fungal Dragon
Owwww shit.
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>>428614
Test to be archmage? Who cares, squeeze some info outta him
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>>428614
"Can you at least tell me what Adamantium does?"
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I bet Jackal has a homing beacon on him somewhere.
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>>428633
I am for this as well.
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>>428614
Before Kristoph hangs up, see if we can get any info out of him about this red stuff.
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>>428614
Let him wake up.
"Hi. I had a lot of people being a shitbird to me today, and you are the icing on the cake, so you're getting angry Jaz now. What's going to happen next is very simple. Either you tell me what I want to know. Are I let you experience firsthand with the incident endless void looks like. Your choice. I am in no mood to deal with more of this b******* right now, so if you want to skip to the end, PLEASE say so."
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>>428614
''And what happens if I lose? ''
>>428633
And this too
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>>428647
Addition, keep pain on him while you talk.
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"And what happens if I lose?"

"Who knows?" Kristoph asks.

"Well, this is quite the stressful 'game' then." You say. "Can you at least tell me what this red stuff does?"

"Adamantium?" He asks. Then he laughs. "It does whatever you'd like it to do, Miss Jasmine. Good luck."

Then he hangs up.

Fuck Kristoph, too.

You slap Jackal awake, holding your sword between him and you just to make sure. His soul whirls faster, and though it's being suppressed by the sheathe you've tied his entire body around, his eyes blink open.

"Hey, asshole." You say.

He looks around, eyes bloodshot. "Where in god's name are we?"

"We're the Fungal Dragon's new neighbor." You say.

His eyes widen. "Are you insane?"

"Little bit." You say. "I've had a lot of people being a shitbird to me today, and you are the icing on the cake, so you're getting the Angry Jaz now. What's going to happen is very simple. You tell me what I want to know."

He snorts. "Or what? Will you murder me? Feed me to the dragon up there?"

The dragon- a teeming, hovering mass of lichen and viny tendrils- slowly wafts overhead.

"Do you even think you can kill someone?" He asks.

He'd broken into your room while Ishelda was there. You push on his shoulderblade, putting weight on him, and it cracks. He groans.

"I can let you experience first hand what the infinite, endless void looks like." You say. "You know, time doesn't travel there, but your soul can still think. I wonder how long it would take to send you insane? A hundred years? Maybe a thousand."

He raises an eyebrow. "I'm not really scared of that. Just so you know. My family'll get you, wrest your secrets from you, and then they'll just teleport me back home. They're on their way right now. Closing in. They'll even kill that Dragon if they need to."

His soul continues to roil with discomfort, but he can't push past the sheath.

>?
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>>428670
We need to set a trap. He might just talk if we manage to nail down more. Also put some dweomers so we can know when we're getting jumped.
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>>428670
Well I don't know how to get things back from Nowhere, so they'll have trouble too.

Can we practice astral magic on this guy, or would that open us up to attack too?

"I don't know anything about you or your organization, but I'm pretty sure an astral mage of your calibre is valuable enough to try not to lose."
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>>428670
>"A family of flat-track bullies and criminals is it? How classless. But you already underestimated me quite badly you know. Even if my need for information is keeping you alive, I wouldn't push my luck."
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>>428670
"I'd like to see them try. Do you know what happens if they kill that dragon? I'll bring us to [nextbestdragon] and they can wrestle with that one. And then [thirdbest]. All the way down until there are no more noteworthy monsters or your family is dead. Your family, at best, is flying here. I'm going as fast as it takes for that bubble to show up."
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>>428682
Also this is a good idea. Thinking about it, they can't teleport so how are they gonna get here without agitating the dragon? And if they do get here, if we don't get surprise-attacked and incapacitated, we can just do something loud to attract its attention and then teleport away again.
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>>428670
"Fun Fact: I have no idea how to bring things back. And if they kill the Fungal Dragon, well and good. About time someone did."
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>>428670

Well why don't you tell me why you need this and we can decide if I will help you or not.
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Biomancy in their bodies and Kristoph's Materials. I'm guessing they have access to all the archmage magics.
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"Well, I don't know how to get things back from nowhere." You say. "So they'll have trouble too."

He snorts.

"And you know what happens if they kill that dragon? Then we'll go say hello to the West Kraken, and they can wrestle with that guy. Then the Broodmother. And so on. All the way down until there are no more noteworthy monsters or your family is dead." You say.

He snorts, and you growl at him.

He's just a waste of space, and he can't do anything with his mana right now. Instead, you push your own mana forward, feeling out his spiritual cores... pushing forward his fear, making it cycle more. He groans, his eyes going redder- you're definitely giving him a headache. But his heartbeat speeds up, and he starts sweating, panicking. He looks up at the sky, at the Fungal Dragon, and makes a piteous moan.

"... We want your magic!" He says, finally. "That's it! We don't want to hurt you we just want to learn it!"

"How do I get you guys to stop?"

He shakes his head twice. "It's not our choice. Not ours, not ours. It's our Father. He wants it. He wants everything. It's our job to get it."

>?
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>>428726
>Your father's name, occupation and magical expertise, please. Thank you.
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>>428726
Exabyte please stop using snort
I know you love it but god help me
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>>428726
How are they tracking you? What does your gauntlet do? How many of you are there?

When he's done asking questions, chuck him into another world.
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>>428740
Hey, Jackal might just have something up his nose.
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>>428742
Let's not chuck him somewhere we can't retrieve him from.
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>>428736

I am for this.
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>>428726
Where is he? Maybe a fungal dragon can pay him a visit.
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>>428726
''And the best possible way to get that is acting like shitty g-men? You clearly have power and influence, but instead of just asking and explaining who you are you break into my house and threaten me. So explain to me in exhausting detail who your father is and why the archmages can't interfere with him." As we say this slowly up the pressure on his soul.
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>>428759
We, we know the fungal dragon's coordinates now.

We can send the fungal dragon anywhere.

We are more useful for national defense than a nuclear missile.
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>>428748
Yeah, we can still use him.
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>>428740
>Exa snorts at your opinion

He shakes his head, shivering.

"How are they tracking you?"

"Thaumaturgy." He says. "They're using Thaumaturgy. They have my blood. Please, don't feed me to that thing. Oh god."

"What does your gauntlet do?"

"It's Adamantine. Absorbs magic. Amplifies it. Feeds it back."

"How many of you are there?"

"Don't let that thing eat me. Take me away from it. Take me away!"

"How. Many."

"Six! Six. Me, Wolf, Troll, Tiger, Eagle, Father."

"What's your father's name, occupation, and magical expertise?"

"He... He doesn't..." Jackal trails off.

"Where is he?"

"Romalia. Capital. He's under... Under the Tower."

"Who is he? Why is everybody acting so weird?"

"I can't. I can't."

You pour more pressure on him.

"Who is your father? Why can't the archmages interfere with him?"

His eyes roll back. "No, no, no. No no no."

>?
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>>428763
Add that maybe we will help you if I agree with your goals. Or if you sell a deal that is attractive enough.
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>>428774
Whoever this guy is, he's got Dio levels of fear surrounding him.
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>>428774
I think that is all we will get out of him.

Time to send him to a remote island and pay Romalia a visit.

Never stay in one place for longer than an hour. Keep on teleporting around.
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>>428774
"Answer me or I'll send you straight up until you're high enough to get Fungie's attention."
After giving him the ultimatum, ease up on the fear a little bit to give him the chance to answer.
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>>428774
What convenient mind-breaking.
Well I'd feel bad if we murdered him now, but on the other hand he's just gonna keep coming back probably. So I say let's just take the bull by its horns, grab his glove and teleport to said tower!
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I am curious, why does he fear the fungal dragon so? It only attacks in the air right?
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>>428774
Are you under some spell that keeps you from talking about it ?
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>>428790
>No, it eats and attacks everything. It just doesn't know you're there.

>He's also afraid of it because you're using astral magic to shove extra fear into him.
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>>428774
Ease up on the fear. He's probably going to die.
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Also - glove amplifies magic - we got a way to make great mana efficient gates.
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>>428802
Can you use astral magic to associate certain things with extreme fear long-term?
Like say thinking about someone?
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>>428808
>Me, Wolf, Troll, Tiger, Eagle, Father.

So is father the mafia boss? Archmage mafia boss?

Or do all archmages go through this and capitulate to them?
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>>428774
You know what? Fuck it. At this point, why don't we just take him off plane?
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>>428774
Bend adamantite into a loop, make a stable portal to another world, then just leave for a while. We can always come back after things have calmed down.
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We need to test out the gauntlet ASAP.
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>>428820
Somehow I expect the six combined may actually take down a fungal dragon. So portaling out here may be a bad idea.
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Get our family and bail into different world.
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>>428808
>That would take a lot more finesse than you have.
>You're surprised you found which button to push for 'fear'.

You ease back on the fear, slowing the swirl of mana that you pushed into him.

"Are you under some spell that keeps you from talking about it?"
"No, no." He says. "I can't. I don't."

"Answer me, or I'll send you straight up until you're high enough to get Fungie's attention."

"No! I can't!" He screams. "Can't talk can't think can't remember."

You ease off, sighing. You grab the glove, wrapping it around your arm. You belt it into place, keeping your mana in it, and eventually, when it's completely on, you feel something... smooth down, mana flowing into you. Your soul begins to ache, slightly, but you feel like your mana is easier to move, more 'loose'. You cast a few quick safety dweomers, and they come out easier. The glimmer in the dweomer shows that they have more mana, fully charged.

The glove doesn't give you infinite mana- it just makes spells a lot more efficient.

"Where is the rest of your family?"

"I don't know. I'm not there. I can't see them can't hear them."

"Where are they?"

"Jackal first. Troll and Eagle Second. Tiger and Wolf third. Father stays home. He always stays home!"

His eyes are still rolled back, but he's slowing. The stress is getting to be too much for him.

"What kind of defenses does he have?"

"None. None. It's safe. Too proud. Nobody knows how to go there. Nobody can. Please. Let me go."

>?
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>>428840
Give me one reason not to leave you here.
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>>428840
Stop pressing the fear button. Let's see how he reacts now. I have a hunch that his dad won't like the fact that he spilled so much.
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>>428840
Since I bested you, will you come after me again?
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Can we bait all of them, teleport them to separate parts of the world with big monsters, then leave them there?
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>>428840
Whatever we do, let's cut off some of his hair and put it in a box (And leave the box somewhere around here underneath the Dragon)
We might be able to do something later with a lock of hair and hermetic magic.
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>>428840
So I know interplanar portals take a lot of time and magic, but can we send someone across worlds with the regular teleport spell? If so, let's dump him off there until he's calmed down.
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>>428850
And I still think it is a test for archmage status.
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>>428840
Well, I meant it more as in 'is that what his father or whatever has done to him' rather than as an idea for us.
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>>428867
Clever. I wonder if we can trick them with it or not.
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>>428840
Shame we never got that Mithril box to put this guy in. I vote we drop him off somewhere way out of the way. Somewhere it would take a really long time for his family to get to him but that isn't especially unsafe like here. Then we just leave, letting them waste a bunch of time retrieving him.

While they're distracted, we try to find the Father. Portaling into solid objects isn't too unsafe, so we could just dropping portals at various levels beneath the tower until we find out where the Father hangs out, then confront him directly.
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>>428873
I suspect so as well. Which is why I'd like to keep things non-violent and am repressing the desire to post suggestions about slicing his soul out with the mythril sword and keeping it in a bottle.
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>>428880
I am for this plan.
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>>428868
>You can't. Portals only.

"Give me one reason not to leave you here."

"I won't hurt you! We won't hurt your friends or family or anyone. Nobody not involved."

"Since I bested you, will you come after me again?"

"No! I won't." He shakes his head frantically. "Won't, won't. Need to fix soul. Too scared. Unnatural." He takes a deep breath, like he's trying to focus. "You did it. Better at Astral Magic."

You draw your sword, and slash off a large hunk of his hair. You bind it, slip it into another small wooden box from your jacket, and bury it there underneath the three.

It takes a few minutes for you to cast the dweomer, but you slap it down on the hair- With a hint of thaumaturgy, you charge the lock it with more mana, making it look like the piece of hair has a soul of its own.

Then you teleport him away- off into a small, broken down fort to the north of the capital. It's safe, you're sure- there's still a few guards around, keeping it safe from monsters, but it's out of the way enough that it's going to be hard to get to.

That done, you close your eyes, focusing, and mark a teleport straight for the tower. Below the ground.

The spell fails, so you cast it again- this time a few feet below that. another failure. Below that, another failure. Below that...

You find yourself in nothingness. The sphere crumbles around you, and the first thing you see...

Haron, Yule, and Sirius are standing around a table, peering down at a gleaming crystal in the center. All three are facing away from you.

"Eagle's found a new signal. A second one." Yule says, frowning. "How would she do that?"

"Thaumaturgy, I'd suspect. Very clever." Sirius says. "Do you think she might end up here?"

"Even if she used reverse-thaumaturgy to find his blood sample, or that crystal, she would only find the base with Eagle." Yule says.

"What are they planning on doing?" Haron asks.

"Splitting up to recover Jackal. Both signals." Sirius says. "Madwoman, hiding out just beneath the Fungal Dragon."

"I told you this was the wrong way to go about things." Haron says. "I feel like she'll appear in front of is any second now."

"This is how it's always been done." Yule says. "Anything less, and there would be no point to it. This isn't about magic or knowledge. It's about power and ability."

>?
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>>428880
Sounds good
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>>428911
So it was a test all along? Sorry, I will go apologize to Jackal and undo my astromagic on him.
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>>428911
>"Excuse me?"
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>>428911
Was this the record for the shortest test of this sort?

We sorta cheated and bypassed all the skill check points.
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>>428911
>called it
Teleport their pants away.
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>>428911
Alternatively, let's teleport up to them, and then send them all somewhere humorously undignified. Like a fast-food restaurant, or a prison.
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>>428911
>I feel like she'll appear in front of is any second now
kek

"So do I pass the test? Or is the something else I need to figure out?"
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>>428911
HI.
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>>428911
"You're all jerks! I knew you were involved the moment I saw the adamantite!"

"I haven't even finished my work yet! All I've done is got some old magic working. I haven't even made anything I can call my own!"
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>>428929
Send them all to a restaurant and treat them to a meal. Ask for their favourites like this is an everyday thing.
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>>428929
Yes!!! Seconded
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>>428927
Cheated? Not at all. We perfectly incapacitated one of their agents, so we could flee with him and thus have time to interrogate him, which we again could only do because they never would expect us to be any good at Astral magic. And then found them here based on that. Combination of our power simply being a great match for their test and perfect execution thus far.
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But watch this be the test for magus status.
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>>428937
Changing my vote to doing this.
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>>428936
That is adorable.
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But will they take away our nice Adamantine glove?
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>>428911
How about we listen for a while until they realize that we're here. Bound to learn something.
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>One moment, folks. Dinner time for Exa.
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>>428966
We can always teleport it away somewhere secret!
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>>428911
Is this Father guy standing behind us, by any chance?
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>>428911
"Behind you, actually."
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>>428972
Way to leave us hanging Exa.
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>>428972
JERK!
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>>428972
What an awful spot to leave us
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>>428911

>>428937 sounds like an excellent idea. Changing my vote from >>428931
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>>428911
I support this >>428937
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>"How did you find us?"
>"I tortured your location out of Jackal."
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>>428911
Let's just force-teleport two of them away. Sending them to one of those remote islands we talked about earlier sounds about right. I'd call that a statement of power.
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>>428911
I say we leave them a note, teleport away, and then call them and just tell them to look behind them for it.
That'd get the message across, whatever it is thats going on.
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>>428995
>"Why?"
>"One, this sounded serious, and I thought that if it was some sort of magic mafia, there might be a threat to my family. I DO NOT FUCK AROUND WITH THREATS TO MY FAMILY.

Two, you caught me at the end of a bad week right when I was trying to cheer myself up. I was and sorta still am pissed."
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>>428995
To be fair he tried to do the same astral magic bull to us last time we saw him. Turnabout's fair play!
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>>429002
Second that. They're archmages, they can deal with it.
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>>429018
They are our future colleagues. We teleport them to a restaurant, to show them we could have taken them anywhere, but choose to be nice.
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>>429021
Yeah. I'm backing this. Just remind them that we take threats to our person and potentially family very, very seriously.
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"Excuse me?!" You snap, and in a single movement, you send all of them- you included, into the center of a restaurant.

All three whirl around. There's a slight tink as Haron puts his hand on his faceplate.

"Called it." He says.

"You're all jerks! I knew you were involved the moment I saw the adamantine!"

"You weren't supposed to recognize it." Archmage Yule says, somewhat surprised.

"There's literally nothing else it could have been." You say.

"Er..." Sirius looks around. "Could we, perhaps, head elsewhere to discuss this?"

All of the workers are staring at you.

The restaurant hadn't opened yet.

One of the workers holds up a phone and snaps a picture.

===

The four of you have a booth in the back room of the restaurant, while the archmages all look at you curiously. The workers quickly respected the archmages' right to privacy and left you alone long enough for Sirius to turn you you.

"How did you end up finding us?"

"I tortured your location out of Jackal." You say. "This sounded serious, he'd already used astral magic on me, and there might have been a threat to my family." you say.

Then you shoot the three of them a glare.

"I do not fuck around with threats to my family."

"... Is he, er, alive?" Archmage Yule asks.

"For now." You respond. "You guys caught me at the end of a bad week right when I was trying to cheer myself up. I'm still sort of pissed."

"I'm sorry." Haron says. "This is how it's traditionally done."

"How what's done?"

"Testing a potential archmage." Sirius says.

You shoot him a glare.

"I haven't even finished my work yet! All I've done is got some old magic working. I haven't even made anything I can call my own!"

"Neither have I." Haron says. "My magic is nothing new at all. My 'art', as you would call it, is just a bunch of mental exercises that makes developing logic arrays easier. But I am Archmage."

The waiter comes by, handing each of you a plate of food... and Haron a plate of nuts and bolts.

You wink at the waiter. Apparently she accepted the written order you'd teleported onto the desk.

>?
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I can see how Sirius, Haron and Yule would have passed this test, but I can't figure out how Kristoph did it.

Unless he just encased himself in Adamantium and went to town.
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>>429037
Probably did
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>>429036
>nuts and bolts
Not sure if rude or thoughtful.
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>>429036
>The waiter comes by, handing each of you a plate of food... and Haron a plate of nuts and bolts.

Cheeky.
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>>429037
How would Sirius do it? He can only destroy so many weapons. He needs to be good at astro magic and good at thamatology.
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>>429036
"*sigh*

...whatever. just...whatever. Please don't try that again. I was literally a hairs breadth from killing him, and as it stands, his soul is gonna need some TLC.

...do I at least keep the gauntlet?"
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>>429036
Keep ranting. Ranting is fun.

"But your golems are cool! And at least you've done all sorts of crazy things with the arrays."

We were supposed to become an archmage when we walked back from a portal to another world with a cute alien dude under each arm!
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>>429037
He's not from this country, so he might not have had to take the test at all. They don't use the academy system out there, apparently.
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>>429036
Sorry, I will go get Jackal and undo what I did to his soul.
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>>429064
>cute alien dude under each arm

Cute alien book anon. Cute alien book.
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>>429036
The Three of you are lucky I didn't just teleport you outside of the Atmosphere and have you experience the joys of depressurization followed by re-entry. If this had gone on longer I very well might have.
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>>429059
Infinite Mana.
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*not to be included in the the write in*
I mean, on one hand, I get it. It's an interesting test. On the other, fuck, man, we were prepared to kill someone. SEVERAL SOMEONES, I'd it meant removing that threat. I dunno if that was intended or not, but really why are they willing to risk that?
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"But your golems are cool! and at least you've done all sorts of crazy things with your arrays."

"And your method of getting Hermetic spells functioning again?" He asks. "Your capability of learning entirely new branches of magic in a week? When we started planning this test, you were on record as knowing a minimum amount of astral magic. Then you're able to overpower our expert? You've already almost run into legal trouble once already."

"But I was supposed to become an archmage when I walked back from a portal to another world with a cute alien under each arm!"

"Excuse me?" Sirius asks, giving you a curious look.

"... Whatever." You say. "Whatever. Don't do that again. I was literally a hair's breadth from killing Jackal, and as it stands, his soul is going to need some TLC."

"It will be fine." Yule says. "He signed up for this, and knew that things like this might be the result. He knows how to restore himself."

"And Yule is particularly good at bringing people back to life, as long as their soul has been anchored to their body beforehand." Haron says.

You frown, looking down at your glove.

"Do I at least get to keep this?"

"I'm afraid that we only were able to pay for a few of them, from Kristoph." Sirius says. "But if it helps, you'll likely get the money to purchase one from him. He only sells adamantine to Archmages."

The three of them nod to one another.

"We have collected." Archmage Yule says. "Under the tradition of Romalia, of Tark, of Magnus, of Veril. The sun graces you, Jasmine Angwaz. Your peers surround you. By the decision of this council of the Archmagi of Romalia, we welcome you into our company."

A moment later, her lips quirk into a smirk.

"If you'd like, of course." She says. "You're free to decline."

>?
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>>429092
Well if we could actually kill someone, that would probably qualify us.

But perhaps this world/quest is one where people don't kill people that often?

Like, IRL it's not everyone that can actually go through with murder, even if they have the opportunity. Something like 60% of soldiers in war don't aim to kill. And those are soldiers!
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>>429092
There is more than meets the eye. Who is the Father? Why these specific archmagi? Why break in first? Why strike only when family are around? Why only send Jackal first?
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>>429106
"...Why would I do that?"
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>>429106
>"Well, I suppose I can take the time out of my busy schedule to partake in the council, if you insist..."
>try not to smug.
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>>429111
It was all a test. There is no Father.

>>429106
...sure!
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>>429106
Can I put it on hold? Want to at least posit and present my thesis before I make archmage.
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>>429106
>archmagus before reaching magus
"Obviously I accept. Thanks for the honor, don't (make me think you) put my sister in danger again."
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>>429106
I guess we have to thank Kristoph. Without his mythril we'd have been pretty fucked. It's the only reason we were able to get past astralguy.

Fiiiiiine, I'll be an archmage.
(but not-so-secretly be delighted)

Grump about not having a spider-tank to show off with.
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>>429120
Anon, you are clearly working for Father. Let's see how much truth is spoken when there is a feisty short girl squeezing your soul.
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>>429106
I say fine, but on the condition they dont go announcing it officially yet. would like something substantial to show first, should anyone question it.
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>>429140
Jackal is an astral expert, and it's been proven that people will just make shit up to make torture stop.
Making it sound like there's some kind of shady conspiracy was enough to make the torture stop. The whole "father" thing is probably a fabrication that they focus on using to stop potential archmages from sussing the truth out.
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>>429106
"Fiiiine, I guess I can be an Archmage." *Look Coy* "Does this mean you'd be willing to teach me some of your magic?"
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>>429159
What's the point of it if it's not official? The main benefits of archmagistry are social: can modify our impliment, tresspass, etc and just flash our archmage card.
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>>429165
This.
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>>429165
mmmhhhmmmmmmm
I'm wearing THREE layers of tinfoil right now
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>>429169
You misunderstand. it would be official. There just wouldnt be a big announcement, so no one would bother us about it.
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>>429165
>>429173
Well actually, if you just count then you'll find that Father is one of the three from the room.

Probably Haron, since it'd be hard for him to pass as a generic mook.
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>>429165
But then why tell Jaz their location? Especially knowing her power.
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>>429182
You are like a little baby
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>>429192
Because of duress.
If you assume that "Father" is actually the codename for the collective archmage council, it all makes sense.
"Father" doesn't have any specific magical expertise, because they have all of the magic. "Father" wants all new kinds of magic because inventing a new kind of magic puts you on the council, which makes you part of "father"
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"Well, I suppose I can take the time out of my busy schedule to partake in the council, if you insist." You say, trying to hide the smirk.

You don't quite succeed. You're feeling almost as giddy as you did about the time you'd completed your magic.

"Pleased to hear it." Haron says.

"... My daughter is not going to be pleased, but there's little I can do about that. I still say we should've waited." Sirius says. "At least until tomorrow."

Yule rolls her eyes.

"I feel I should warn you before you get your hopes up. Many of your new peers are very awkward or eccentric individuals. If you do not begin as eccentric, you quickly become so as years pass."

"I've ... figured this out already." You say, and begin to dig into your meal. Haron just stares at his own plate. "I do have a question, though. Which one of you are 'Father'?"

"Me, most likely." Yule says. You raise an eyebrow. "I am a master of biochemical alteration. I'm not limited to this shape, of course."

You sit back, and begin to eat.

"... Er, didn't we forget something?"

Elsewhere, the guards uncomfortably stare down at Jackal, tied up in the middle of the fortress. Elsewhere, agents ready for battle against the Fungal dragon.

"I think it'll be fine." You say.

>End of session!
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>>429212
Maybe we should call them off before they get themselves fungus'd.
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>>429212
Thanks for running
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>>429212
Thanks for running!

>"I am a master of biochemical alteration. I'm not limited to this shape, of course."
I bet she's as lewd as Kaliel1.0
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>>429212
Was ours the fastest Archmage test ever?
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>>429227
>Yule's was the absolute fastest.
>Then again, when it was her turn, it wasn't a test. It was literally the king's men trying to capture them.
>Then the king was immediately attacked by hundreds of teeming monsters that used to be people, Romalia became an democratic council, and the archmage system was invented.

>Nobody wants a second Yule. That's the primary reason for archmages being above the law, because if someone tried arrested the wrong archmage...
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>>429212
Can Yule make us tall?
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>>429252
Some things, magic just cannot do.
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Okay, so we just got archmage, but I really don't want to rub it in Cera's face. We just started mending bridges, is she still a very very useful person to be on good terms with.
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>>429264
I can agree with that, anon.
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>>429258
What about boobs? You can't tell me that Yule didn't boost her bust a bit.
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>>429258
Noooooooo!
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>>429258
Good. Small is justice.
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>>429277
>Jaz's boobs are actually not bad, as-is. But that's probably because of your mother, who was... er, rather exceptional in that area.

>Or did you ask if Yule boosted her *own* bust? Because it's probably good to assume that she's completely redesigned her body a lot over the past dozen or so centuries.
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>>429290
>was... er, rather exceptional in that area.

Was?
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>>429299
Still is, I mean.
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>>429302
I think you need to spend a tiny bit more time describing characters mate.
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>>429307
What, like MC's mom? I doubt she'll be very important for the quest.
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>>429212
>Haron just stares at his own plate.

Adorable.
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>>429264
I am with you.

Also thank you good DM. It was a fun session.
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Yule has biomancy
Haron has an amalgamation of lichdom and golemdom

How are we going to go for our immortality anons?

Bind our existence to that of a demiplane? Its suffering would be ours and ours its. The only thing I can think of as it relates to conjuration. Other than some weird multiple worlds quantum blah blah blah.
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>>429313
How about Sirius? We just met him and I don't know what he looks like.
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>>429394
Sirius is a smooth-shaven middleaged man. Salt-and-pepper colored hair, urbane suit, and nothing particularly abnormal about him. He's got his Implement inside of his suit jacket.

Yule is a beautiful, ageless woman of unknown age. Her features, hair style, and hair color seems to change every time you see her. She's got an extremely strange accent that you can't put your finger on.

Haron is a gilded, silver-and-gold golem. He's got a faceless, smooth mask for a face, a huge crystal sticking out of the back of his head, and only three fingers on his hand. His voice is tinny and artificial.
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>>429407
Thanks Exa. What exactly does Mama Angwaz look like? What did Papa Angwaz look like?
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>>429428
A talking amorphous blob.
In case of the mother it also contains significant breasts.
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>>429428
Mama Angwaz is a curly-haired brunette. Freckles, a skin tone that approaches 'coffee with a lot of cream', and extremely busty. Purple eyes.

Papa Angwaz was inhumanly pale, with pure white hair. He kept it trimmed pretty short. Steel grey eyes. He was pretty lanky, and part of the militia. He was also the only wizard in the village before Jaz started learning magic.

Ishy Angwaz is tiny, adorable, and hates being tossed around like a bag of potatoes. Thod's favorite thing to do is sling her around like a bag of potatoes. Too young to have any kind of assets yet- she's a bit of a late bloomer. Just as pale as her pops, with the same hair as him, only she keeps it extremely long. Purple eyes.

Jaz Angwaz is pretty, pretty small, has a bit of a height complex. Pretty busty for her height, and very... svelte. Shoulder-length hair. Just as pale as her pops, with the same hair color. It's probably part of the 'frost wolf' thing. Also rather fit, but the 'starving college student' lifestyle doesn't help with her fitness very much. Steel grey eyes, and can be pretty damn imposing with them.
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>>429451
Hurray for family pictures!

What's Rathod look like again?
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Y'know, I just realized. We were willing to forgive Cera, someone we'd thought of as an enemy for the longest time, but Kally practically earned a blood oath against her.

And thinking about it, I think it makes sense.

With Cera, we'd started with the impression that she was foul, and we went into our Tribunal anticipating that she'd try to sabotage it. And she did. She met our expectations. Kally, on the other hand, we put particular faith into, and she betrayed that faith.

And now take Huron just now. At first he appeared to be a well-meaning, cool golem dude who pretty much said he had our back. Then he seemed to back out right when we needed him most. He appeared to betray our trust, and for a while, we hated him.

I think that the fact that Jaz, despite hating Cera, was willing to go and extend the olive branch (sorta) says that it's less about opposing her that REALLY gets her goat, and more the fact that she hates it if <i>she doesn't know where you stand.</i> Even the man who was trying to kill us, we briefly considered making a deal with him if it was good enough, likely if we didn't have residual anger to deal with.

In short, it seems to me that deep down, Jaz doesn't mind if you oppose her. She'll fight back. Keeps the creative juices flowing, helps with motivation. It's when you're a wishy-washy son of a bitch that she declared vendetta. With her, against her, not involved with her at all- whatever you do, commit to it in regards to her, or else you're on her shitlist.
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>>429490
traitors should be condemned to the deepest hells
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>>429482
Rathod is tall, and broad. He's not muscled, but he has a lot of raw bulk. He's also got red eyes- the kind that could charitably be called brown.

His hair is short, black, and he's got a pale/grey shock in there, and a bit of scarring on his chest.

Oh, and he's also just got one arm. His stump has some terrible scarring, but the worst of it had been amputated. Since he'd joined Haron, he replaced it with a golemic arm... Which his Implement is inside of.

>>429490
>I think that the fact that Jaz, despite hating Cera, was willing to go and extend the olive branch (sorta) says that it's less about opposing her that REALLY gets her goat, and more the fact that she hates it if she doesn't know where you stand.
That's a really good interpretation. I like it!
I also wanted to try out the text format tag.
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>>429498
>>429490
How much of that is really jas though? Most quests I've played have been like that to some degree or another. Quest players seem to really really really hate being betrayed
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>>429521
would you like to be betrayed?
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>>429521
Traitors go to the 9th Circle of Hell for a reason.
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>>429521
People. People really really really hate being betrayed.
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>>429363
>How are we going to go for our immortality anons?
I'm thinking probably something along the line of cycling our soul around in circles somehow. Like the infinite momentum trick with portals, but with souls.
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>>429502
Have we ever learned how he lost his arms?
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>>429759
He saved Ishelda's life during the attack that killed your father, both of Rathod's parents, and various other villagers.

He didn't have a weapon. Hell, he didn't know how to fight. It was all he could do but to punch it until it stopped moving. Only reason he lived was because he protected himself with his other arm. The other arm ended up mauled beyond recover.

He was around 14 years old. Ishelda was 4.
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>>429770
Best boy. Deserving of Brun.

Oh Exa, are we nearing the end of this? Or are there more planned? I fear becoming archmage may spell the end of this very fun adventure.
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>>429772
>are we nearing the end?
Nope. Not at all. I've got a lot more plans.

This isn't the only world in the multiverse, after all.
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>>429780
Good, good.
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>>429780
>>429772
The quest isn't over until we find the world where Ishy is tall.
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So once we're an official Archmage the first thing we're going to do is team up with Kristoph to draw on the face of every other Archmage, right?
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>>430154
Of course!
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Did everyone just forget that Jaz specifically did *not* want to become an archmage of hermetic magic? The whole point of hiding that she can do any hermetic magic was that she wanted to be known for teleportation, not for hermetic magic.
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>>430269
Hermeticism as a whole is a much larger feat than just a relatively small facet of it.
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>>430269
It seems that archmagistry isn't really awarded for anything in particular, but rather a general aptitude for both magic and mischief above that of the Magus population. It looks like we'll still have to do our thesis to get to be a regular Magus anyway.

And we were more concerned by what we're known for publicly. If the other archmages know what we can do or a bit more about the how then it's less of an issue.
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Well, we arnt actually of anything specific yet.
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Reading up on the Archmage test arc:
First I thought, some evil shadow council rules the world in the background and grabs all interesting magic for itself...
then: Oh, they have a HQ, teleport a bomb there...
ah, it's all a test, happy surprise, all friends,
tada, Archmage promotion!

Do we have a special Archmage Badge now?

>>429246
>Yule
So Yule is the Leader of the Council of Archmages that control the world? Or is it just independent from governments and there to protect its own interests?

>>429490
>hates it if she doesn't know where you stand
This makes sense.

>>429212
>End of session!
Very interesting arc! I look forward to adventures in the multiverse! :)

Hopefully we don't reach a dimension with not!Hitler who tries to conquer our dimension... "The portal isn't closing! Damn! They're coming through! Brace yourself!"
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>>429521
>I'd say more than you think because it's not just 'oh you betrayed me' as far as I can tell. It's 'who's side are you on in general? Pick one.' Doesn't have to be hers, I could see her being annoyed with someone known to flip allegiances in general, not just when they involve her.
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>>430392
Really should learn not to expect anything too serious in exa quests. It's always lighthearted no matter if it's murder or not.
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>>430269
I am curious how the archmages know we brought back hermatic magic.
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>>430688
Heron probably spilled the beans because he was like, 'Yeah, sorry, but this is too hype to keep to myself.'
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>>430688
>>430692
They probably have some sort of info sharing on promising individuals going on behind the scene, all Archmage like and shit.
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>>430276
Your point being? You did not offer any new information at all, nor did you make an argument.

>>430289
Good point, but every Archmage is also known for being the Archmage of so-and-so. At this point, Jaz is not a full teleportation mage yet. She is far from reaching her potential. Her most amazing skills are general soul craziness and having revived the hermetic spell system. Teleportation is just one of several listed aspects, while I would have loved it to be the most central one.

>>429106
>But I was supposed to become an archmage when I walked back from a portal to another world with a cute alien under each arm!"
I was sort-of going for this here.

It’s not terrible, but I would have liked to hold off on it until Jaz can do stuff like teleportation wards to protect her belongings etc.

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Unrelated remark: Adamantine made her soul feel ichy. That’s usually not a good sign. We should find out if that is specific to Jaz’ soul, if only she can sense it, or if it a normal occurrence.
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>>431632
I did make an argument.
Hermeticism as a whole > a small use for Hermeticism.
One is just teleportation, the other is teleportation and a whole lot of other stuff.
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>>431645
That is not an argument, it’s just stating a random fact. Your post is about as useful as exclaiming that the sun is bigger than the moon in the middle of a discussion on the relevance of lunar cycles on earth’s weather patterns.

Everyone already knows.
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>>433562
No, my argument is that the moon is bigger and better than just one specific mountain on the moon.
Being known as the hermetic archmage is better than being known as the teleportation archmage because the hermetic part encompasses the teleportation.
You want to actually leave stuff out and be known for less than what Jaz is actually worth and I think that is stupid.
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>>433576
I personally don’t care what Jaz is known for. Inspiring awe for our mighty deeds may be fun, as may be hiding our true capabilities and surprising people with "impossible" feats.

My argument was that Jaz herself was stated to want to be known for teleportation. It may be a silly childhood dream, but that was her in-character goal.

She already decided to hide her revival of hermetic magic, instead deciding to focus only on teleportation. Then, suddenly, not a single player even acknowledges that character trait.

To make the comparison more fitting: It’s like a mountain climber dreaming of being known as the first climber of a specific mountain. That climber only manages to climb that mountain by inventing a specific amazing device. The climber knows that outsiders will think that device far more important than her feat, and decides to hide having invented it.

Someone finds out and suddenly she doesn’t care what she is known for as long as she becomes famous.

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Jaz can be fine with being known for something other than teleportation. That would require some character development, though, instead of happening ex nihilo.
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>>433576
>>433591
Didn't we already accomplish the goal of becoming famous for teleportation when we jumped all around the city in plain sight of everyone? The whole idea was that no matter what happens in official tests and announcements we'd be known for teleportation before Cera. Why would that change because we're getting archmage. It's not like there's an archmage of each specific school of magic, so why would Jasmine be the 'hermetic magic archmage'. We passed the test because of teleportation, a mithril sword, and reckless decision making. Hermetic magic might be an important accomplishment, but as an archmage we don't need to justify ourself to anyone, which means we don't need to tell anyone about figuring out hermetic magic until we're good and ready.
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>>433591
I saw it as her hiding it to prevent it from being stolen. Telling people that there is a way to make hermetic magic work, and then showing a big black starfield every time you use hermetic magic is a dead giveaway that the stars have something to do with it, which could potentially be just the hint someone else needs to work it out on their own.

To continue your metaphor, a mountain climber who invents a specific amazing device is damn right to hide it until they can get to the patent office and make sure nobody else can claim it, especially when they are living in mountain climbtopia, land of mountain climbing inventors.
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>>433600
>>433604
I thought that removing the family shame by proving that our ancestor actually was an amazing teleporter (if a dorky one) was her childhood dream. This might be considered accomplished right now. Jaz has proven that teleportation works and is known for it.

My line of argument may have been jumping a bit ahead. It was initially only meant to point out the utter lack of mention of the above when Jaz was asked about becoming an Archmage. It kind of spiralled out more and more.

>we'd be known for teleportation before Cera
That was only because Jaz wanted to be known for teleportation. Doing it before Cera was just because doing it after would not accomplish the goal.

>hiding it to prevent it from being stolen
That was an aspect.

>patent office
I don’t think any patent office would be powerful enough to stop people from using hermetic magic.
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>>433619
Being an archmage and laying claim to it as its inventor means that we own that particular method of casting hermetic magic.
It seems more like the law capitulates to what an archmage says, more than actually having legal backing, but the end result is the same. It's ours, and nobody else can use it without permission. We don't have to hide it anymore because nobody else can claim it. If it had theoretically gotten out before we made archmage, we wouldn't have been able to control its spread or use.
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Exa, what does /mg/ think of Jaz's shenanigans?
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>>434914
I'm sure most of it would be too crude to reiterate on a christian imageboard.

Suffice to say I doubt any 4chan board would mind her being flat and short.
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>>434920
She's not flat, just short.
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>>427180
The -10 is a bit poorly worded. I'm not that good with it myself but I believe it should be something akin to "Exile all permanents and all cards from all graveyards."
I'd personally say "all other permanents" too, it seems a bit of an odd reset button of the entire game, but only usable when you're ahead (or you wouldn't be able to get her to 10 loyalty)

I LOVE the image though.
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>>435535
Hmm, good point. My real idea for the Ultimate was to represent her shifting the entire battle to another world and leaving behind most everything else.

What do you think of >>427307
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>>434914
They think she's cute. She has many who consider her a waifu.

Then when the short video of her teleporting into a restaurant with three Romalian archmages popped up and /mg/ went ballistic.

Anyway.

If there are enough folks around, I'll be starting a new session soon! Just reply to this post if you're here.
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>>435646
Here!
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>>435646
Yay quest! I will be sans-internet for a week as of tomorrow, so this is a very pleasant surprise!
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>>435646
Here!
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>>435646
Aye.

I mean, I was planning on going to sleep, but ah well.
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>>435646
Just about to go sleep, haha
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Now I'm wondering if there's some kind of ceremony where we're introduced as an Archmage to the World.

Speaking of Archmagi, we should ask Sirius if he'd be willing to conduct an exchange of Knowledge. Knowledge of the Star Rune in exchange for Knowledge of Destruction.
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>>435549
I'm afraid I'm not that good with balancing myself. The -1 seems incredibly powerful since it targets permanents. Also it doesn't say where the cards out of exile go, though I'd personally say they go back to the hand or it'd be extremely broken. For the rest, the -10 is something normally put on emblems.
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>>435690
Not sure if I want to give up our secrets just yet.

I'm mostly set on getting our thesis and reaching Magus status out of the way before breaking out the big news. I mean, sure, our closest friends and family can know, but told to keep it secret etc.
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>>435697
Yeah, it's a blatant rip of Tamiyo's Ability except I wanted to limit it by requiring Jasmine to remain on the field in order to use it. And the -1 should return it to the hand, yes.
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>>435708
Perhaps we could do something more interesting with the ult. Going with the chain teleportation stuff:

You get an emblem with "Whenever a creature or artifact you control is the target of a spell or ability, you may exile it and return it to the battlefield. If it is a creature, it has haste until end of turn." Makes every creature and artifact you own virtually untargetable. It's still removed from combat when it triggers, and still susceptible to board wipes. It's thematic and does something unique.

With that I'd change her loyalty stats a bit too. +2, -2 and then perhaps something like -9 or -10 starting at 3 or 4 loyalty. That's the part I'm bad at, the actual balancing of power levels.
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Focusing, carefully, on your magic, you quietly open another portal. The advanced sensor equipment still can't quite figure out what's happening, other than there are minute alterations in gravity, but you can feel your mana writhe around, somehow boring a tunnel forward through space. The main mechanism still doesn't make sense, no matter how much you try this, but you're getting better at finding new permutations of teleportation. It took quite a bit of work, but you've figured out how to make portals last longer- you just need to set up a dweomer to constantly and consistently inject small amounts of mana into it. The dweomer's still a bit crude at this point, and fluctuates its output too much, but it's functional.

Only a few days have gone by since you were informally called an Archmage. You're still not sure you or your magic is worth it, at this point, so the other archmages promised to keep it quiet for now. At least until you finish your 'art', at least. In truth, it doesn't seem like there are many benefits outside of the legal or political ones. The archmages don't seem to trade much information about their personal arts- as much as they might trade other knowledge, or many favors. You're not even one on paper yet, though Yule promised to backdate the paperwork if you ran into legal trouble.

The small prototype gate flickers, as the dweomer starts to run low on magic. The gate's mostly made out of gold runes and iron plates, complete with a few sockets for hermetic components and a spell crystal with the star rune inside, but it works... though it's not as efficient as you'd hoped. The gold and iron does keep the mana in shape, and keeps anything from bleeding out, but it's not perfect. You suppose you could make it twice as efficient by making a simple 'destination' ring, but you haven't had the time.

And that's because Uldora Dalheim's subjugation mission is today.

It's not happening right now- they're not leaving until later today- but it does mean that you don't have much time.

You still haven't told anybody that you made Archmage. In fact, other than hearing about Rathod and Brun actually entering a relationship, you haven't talked with them much at all.

Oh well. Might as well spend your time wisely.

>?
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>>435745
I gave it a shot. I ran out of characters for the third ability, otherwise I would have put the whole thing. This is about equivalent, right?
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>>435753
Might as well go tell Rathod.

We really need to cut a deal with Archmage Sirius or Cera.
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>>435753
Did we tell Ishy? Because we did send her away suddenly and ominously.
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>>435753
Call up kristoph. Thank him for the sword.

Then put in an order for two hoops of the mana conductive metal, about as big as a standing mirror. Maybe clad the rim of it in mythril as well.
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Ta-Da!
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>>435816
Correction.
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>>435820
>Hah, that's perfect. Especially the picture.

>>435768
>You told her that something important came up, but you took care of it and it isn't a problem anymore.

You stretch, shutting down the gate by reclaiming the dweomer and sending it into your hidden vault, along with all of your notes. You'd wrapped your vault in a hermetic anti-theft ward, which should keep people from even noticing it. You don't want to waste the rest of your mana today, especially if you're going to have to fight. But for now, you might as well get some things done.

You pick up your phone and call Kristoph. It rings for a minute or two before he finally picks up.

"Hello, hello." He says cheerfully. "I hear tell that you went through some sort of test. Don't worry, I also heard that mum is the word."

"Yeah." You say. "That was pretty stressful. I wanted to thank you for the sword. And for the other help you gave me the other day."

Not that he said much that helped, other than confirming that the red gauntlet- which you had to return to Jackal- had been Adamantine.

"Oh, it's no problem. No problem at all!" Kristoph says. "You're very welcome, Miss Jaz. I'm glad it was helpful for you."

"I was also hoping to put in an order."

"Oh?" He asks. He suddenly sounds much more interested. "I'd love to hear about it."

You look down at your notes, and the various experiments you'd done with your gate assembly. It only works if the portal is perfectly circular, and without the iron mana-insulation it doesn't help with efficiency at all. You suspect it might be the same with Orichalium and Mithril, so you quickly scale up the design until it's large enough to fit a person through.

"What I'd like is pretty complex, and I need both Orichalium and Mithril for it. But since I can't reshape Mithril I need you to make it."

"Does this have something to do with your Art?" He asks, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

"Maybe." You say, sketching out a better way to do things. You've never been good at fabrication, but that's mostly because of the physical creation part. You snap a photo and send it to him.

"Well, my time is at a bit of a premium lately, I'm afraid." He says. "But I'll squeeze in your order when I can. With that much orichalium, I suppose the cost will be somewhere around twenty-five thousand ecu."

You choke and cough at the same time.

"... I'm supposing you don't have that much." He says.

"Not... exactly." You say.

"Hmm... Well, you are technically a peer, so I suppose I can consider it a loan if you'd like" He says. "And you can pay me back in deed or coins, whichever you'd prefer."

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deeds? What sort of deeds?
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>>435834
"As long as it doesn't involve breaking into another archmage's home again."
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>>435834
"I'm willing to transport 25 Tons of your deliveries in exchange for this order."

Not actually sure about the amount. Someone else come up with it.
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>>435834
Well if it works then cross continental shipments won't completely wipe me out, so I should be able to do them more often. Im sure some of your clients will happily pay a premium for door to door delivery.

If thats not an option then I'll keep working with iron. I am still a student, after all!
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>>435870
"the first time a spell targets equipped creature each turn you may pay (1). If you do, counter that spell."
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>>435883
Uh, equipped creature has Hexproof. The idea was that they'd be cutting through Magic with the blade.
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>>435866
>25 Tons
That sounds reasonable until you remember that mythril is basically lighter than air.
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>>435890
Lets say it's Tonnes then. Mass.
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>>435890
>>435866
>25 tons of mithril would be around half a cubic kilometer of material or thereabouts
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>>435913
Well, it's including Orichalcum and Admantium too, but I see your point.

2,500 Kilograms then?
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>>435820
Again, wording's a bit awkward, but the idea is really solid. I might even consider dropping her in price one mana since you have to pay the full mana price for the artifact copies and it's not a very strong body in and of itself.

"(tap), pay X mana where X is target artifact's converted mana cost. You gain a token that is a copy of that artifact.

(tap): Exile target artifact. Add X to your mana pool, where X is that artifact's converted mana cost."

It's probably still not perfect, and I'm afraid I have no idea how to word it if you want to keep the colours of mana intact instead of using CMC. I do believe there was one mechanic that set precedent but I can't find it.
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>>435913
>>435898
Creating portals costs us time and energy per event, based on size and difference. We should charge accordingly. Let's turn some of jas's research time over to checking shipping costs. We should charge a connection fee, a fee per kilometre, and per square meter of portal. Or maybe just extra if it's bigger than man sized. Iirc duration was indirectly tied to distance, right? That could make things tricky.
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>>435934
I'll back this. Shouldn't take too long, we just need to ask Haron how much Caravans usually cost.

>>435928
I'm in the same boat as you on mechanics so I'm just messing around. Still, it's fun. She's a really powerful anti-Artifact creature.
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>>435934
I was about to suggest something similar myself. Since we're mostly limited by volume and distance, we should charge based on that.
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>>435866
>>435876
>>435934

We need to talk to Cera, damn. We don't have a head for business.
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>>435820
>>435928
>I don't know a lot about magic, but I do know that she should be unable to deal with anything indestructible or hexproof.

"Deeds? What sort of deeds?" You ask. "As long as it doesn't involve breaking into another archmage's home again."

"I didn't think you would actually do that." Kristoph chuckles. "Haron gave me quite the earful."

You sigh.

"I'm willing to transport some deliveries, though, in exchange."

"Of course." He says. "That's exactly what I was considering. Organizing or waiting for a Caravan is a risky endeavor, and also very costly. I could have my clients pay quite a bit more money with your help. I believe that your order is worth one major shipment, or perhaps two or three more minor ones. Is that fine?"

Well, you did make your portals much more efficient, and you can make them last longer on command, so you're sure you have the mana for it....

It's definitely worth it. A few spellcasts for you and then you can create a teleportation gate that is, as far as you can tell, the absolute pinnacle of efficiency?

"That's fine." You say. "That's exactly what I was thinking of, anyway."

"Wonderful." Kristoph says. "I'll finish your order in a few days."

"Thanks again, Kristoph."

"Anything for a pretty girl." He says, and you hang up on him. Well. At least the archmage favor-mill is helping you here.

You check the time, but you still have another two hours before the subjugation begins, so you decide to call Rathod next.

"Hey." He says. He still doesn't know about your position as archmage- you haven't told anyone, yet... Though some people may be able to guess, with the pictures of you and three other Romalian archmages appearing in a restaraunt- but you're keeping it secret. At least until you gain Magus or understand your magic better.

"Hey, Thod. How have you been doing?" You ask.

"Pretty good." He says. He sounds relaxed. Like something good happened. Probably Brun. "Finished making that present for Ishelda. How are you?"

Now you just need to figure out how to say this...

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>>435966
"Ecstatic!"
Let him guess.
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>>435966
"Sooo, have you seen the news lately?"
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>>435966
>>I don't know a lot about magic, but I do know that she should be unable to deal with anything indestructible or hexproof.
Yeah, I just realised it should be "destroy" and not "exile" in the second ability. Exile in this universe would be limited to our "teleport into nothingness", which in MTG comes pretty close to what Exile is in lore-terms I think

>?
Has he asked anything about the picture/event yet?.
if he hasn't, we can start with that, and mention it wasn't a social call.

Also, might want to tell him in person, in one of our rooms.
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>>435966
Also, looking around for an image for Haron, not really finding anything decent. Pic related is the closest so far. For abilities... not entirely sure yet since we haven't seen much of the extent of his magic yet, but I was thinking one ability for creating an artifact creature token and another to make multiple copies of an artifact creature.
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>>435966
Couldn't think of anything good to get her, so I took the easy way out and got her an experience.

You'll never believe what interrupted us.
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>>435966
"Well, I'm not really sure how to break news this big, so I'll just say it. I've been made an Archmage. Try to keep that one to yourself for right now though, I'd like to finish out my thesis normally."
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>>435994
I was thinking he would be really tough, with Hexproof and Token Generation. Maybe a Legendary Creature.
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>>436016
Well, of course a legendary creature. But yeah, the issue is mostly we don't know what his chassis is capable of. It could work that way, and then maybe just make 2 golem tokens when he enters the battlefield or at the beginning of your upkeep or something.
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>>436022
"Tap, place a 3/3 Golem Token with Haste OR a 3/3 Golem Token with Flying on the field."

"At the beginning of your upkeep, if there are any Golem Tokens on the field, Archmage Haron gains +0/+1 counters equal to the number of Golem tokens."
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>>435966
Oh, we should probably ask where he is and teleport there.
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>>436041
are +0/+1 counters still a thing that exists? I thought we lost them ages ago, when square card borders were still a thing.
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>>436041
+0/+1 counters aren't a thing though, only +1/+1 or -1/-1. Could just give him +1/+1 (or +0/+1) for every artifact creature you control as a static effect.

Rest sounds fine and fits RU colour scheme I'd think.
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>>436043
And risk teleporting into him post-sex?

Rather just ask him to go outside his room, wait for him there and teleport to ours or something.

>>436051
>>436041
Also just realised that the tap to generate tokens would just be 2 separate abilities. One for the haste and one for the flying. Cleaner that way.
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>Possibly also the ability to, instead of dying, 'equip' himself to an artifact and grant his token creation/token upgrading abilities to that artifact token... Or something. Body surfing for golems!

"I couldn't think of anything good to get her." You say. "So I took the easy way out and got her an experience."

"Did you guys have a lot of fun?"

"Yeah, we did." You say. "Soooo... Have you seen the news lately?"

"No, not really..." He trails off. "Why, what happened?"

"Well, I'm not really sure how to break news this big." You say. "I took Ishelda out to the city, had a lot of fun, and you'll never believe what interrupted us."

"What?" He asks. "Ohh, you met Archmage Yule and Sirius?" He asks. "There's a picture here of you with them."

"Well, that's technically a thing that happened..." You say. "Hey, where are you right now?"

"In my dorm. Why?"

A moment later, you appear in his dorm room, your sphere crackling apart around you, and you can't help but grin.

"What? What's going on?" He asks. A small white bird golem- with purple jewels for eyes- shuffles its feathers, looking up at you keenly. A strange sense of awareness is in its eyes.

"I've been made an Archmage."

There's a long moment of silence. Rathod's eyes widen.

"Wait, wait wait." He says. "You made Archmage? You're not even a Magus yet."

"That's what I said. We're keeping it quiet right now, because I want to finish my thesis first, but..."

"That's amazing news!" He says, pulling you into a hug. "I'm proud of you, Jasmine. That's got to be amazing. What happened?"

"I'm not sure I'm allowed to talk about it." You say. That was one thing the other archmages impressed on you- spoiling the test removes its purpose.

"Aw." He says. "But still, that's amazing. That's gotta feel good, after all the shit people gave you about Krital."

"It does." You say, grinning. The bird tilts its head.

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>>436070
>new session out of nowhere in the middle of the night
alright exabutt
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>>436070
Allow our grin to expand until it consumes the universe.

I'm going to give back all of that shit and more! I'm going to bring back all sorts of proof of Krital's adventures. And aliens! And alien books!
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>>436076
>Sorry, anon. But I felt guilty about not being able to run yesterday or this morning, and possibly not tomorrow.

>This isn't the only time I've done late-night halfsessions before- I've been doing it more often than not, with Samsara Quest.
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>>436070
>>Possibly also the ability to, instead of dying, 'equip' himself to an artifact and grant his token creation/token upgrading abilities to that artifact token... Or something. Body surfing for golems!

"Whenever "Haron, Golemancer (or whatever the name would be) dies, you may sacrifice an artifact and return Haron, Golemancer to the battlefield."

>?
"So, they told me to become super-eccentric like themselves, got any pointers? I think I got the iconic look down already."
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>>436070
"That's an interesting golem you have there. Something tells me there's something special about it."
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Reminder: We need to trawl the message boards and mess with the Anons on /mg/.
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>>436100
Second. Bird seems cool.
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>>436086
Ooh, I had an idea. I'll have to implement it when I get back to my PC though.
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"I'm going to give back all that shit and more." You say. "I'm going to bring back all sorts of proof of Krital's adventures. And aliens. And alien books!"

"Are you really sure that other worlds exist?"

"Of course I am." You say, shrugging. "Opened a portal to one, after all. So that's an interesting golem you have there. Something tells me there's something special about it."

The bird seems to preen under your examination.

"Well, yeah." He says. "It's Ishelda's present. Modeled it after a bunch of actual birds, and Haron gave me permission to put a bit of gravity magic in there so that it doesn't take much mana."

"What's it do?" You ask, poking it. It nuzzles against your finger, synthetic feathers and iron plates squishing under your touch.

"A lot of things." He says. "Guide you places, fight monsters, protect you, alarm you about things... It even follows commands. Bird, can you point me toward the center of the city?"

The bird dutifully chirps, springing toward one of the walls. It taps twice, then looks back to Rathod.

"Good girl." He says, and it chirps, hopping back onto his shoulder. "Can you get me a clean sock?"

The bird chirps, dives into the dresser, and carefully leverages it open. It's a lot stronger than the small stature seems to imply. Eventually it grabs a sock in it's beak and flies back.

"Now put it back."

The bird makes a noise that sounds somewhat like a grumble, with the sock in its beak, and drops the sock back into the dresser.

Rathod looks smug.

"Haron said that I've gone the furthest out of all of his previous apprentices." He says.

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>>436126
"That's really impressed. Good job Thod. Sooo, are you planning on kissing your girlfriend goodbye before the subjugation?"
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>>436126
Magus Thod when?

Anyways, was great to hang out, but my body is screaming at me that 5:30 am is slightly past bedtime so I'm off. Thanks Exa!
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>>436126
"Dude, that's REALLY awesome. Ishy's gonna LOVE it."
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>>436126.
Omg, you have clean socks?

I was pretty sure you were his only apprentice
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>>436126
Tease
"I was worried that the clean sock thing was going to confuse it."
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>>436126
Oh shit it listens to voice commands
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"Dude, that's really impressive." You say. "I was worried that the clean sock thing was going to confuse it."

"Here's the thing," He says. "It learns. Not easily, and you have to explain things to it so that it understands what 'clean' means. Right now, it just knows that something put away is considered clean. Here. Watch this."

He turns to the bird.

"Please say hello to Jaz."

The bird just looks at him, confused, and chirps. Thod gives you a Look, then points to you.

"This is Jasmine Angwaz. She is also known as Jaz."

The bird looks to you.

"Can you please say hello to Jaz?"

The bird suddenly springs into the air, flapping once or twice, and then it lands on your shoulder and chirps at you, nuzzling its head into your neck.

"Ishy's gonna LOVE this thing." You say. "It's adorable!"

"It is." He says.

"And it listens to voice commands." You say. "I remember you saying that was super tough."

"Well, uh, I kind of cheated."

"How's that?" You ask.

"She's got computer components inside. It's got a program that does all the parsing."

"Good for you!" You say. "But I've got a question."

"Shoot."

"Are you planning on kissing your girlfriend goodbye before she heads out for the subjugation?"

Thod goes a bit red. "You knew about that?"

You just smirk at him... Just as your phone buzzes. It's Brun.

"What's going on?" You ask.

"We're going to be starting soon." Brun says. "A bit early, but my mom wanted to make sure you'd be here."

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>>436199
@brun: I've been saving my mana especially!
@bird: Every day, steal one of Rathod's socks and hide it.
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>>436199
"Roger that, I'm on my way!"
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>>436199
I'm just going to be smug that I caught that
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>>436199
"I know everything. Especially the things you don't want me to know."

Let's see.if we can shitposters on /mg/ whole we're waiting to head out.
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>>436199
Let's go. We can bring Thod to see Brun off, then teleport him back to his room as we leave.
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"I've been saving my mana especially." You say. You turn to Rathod. "It's Brun. We're leaving soon."

"Tell her to be safe." He says.

"Is that Thod? Tell him I said hello!" Brun calls.

"Oh, and to call if something happens." He says. "Then I'll do what I can."

"Tell him I'll bring him a trophy!"

You sigh, and just hand Thod your phone. While the lovebirds do their thing, you turn to the bird.

"Once every day while you're in this room, take one of Rathod's socks and hide it out of sight."

The bird chirps, happily snatching up a sock from the dresser. From there, it carefully works the sock underneath one of Rathod's enormous plush chairs. Then it wriggles back out and lands on your shoulder again.

"Good job!" You say, holding out a hand.

It stares at your hand a moment, then bumps its head against your palm. Not a high-five, but it'll do.

===

You burst free from the black sphere that surrounds you every time you teleport, and everybody takes a step back, everyone looking at you. Monster hunters stand all around you, various weapons in hand. They're gruff, rough and tumble types- nowhere near as rough as Brun or old Lewin back at the village, but those kinds of people tend to be your favorite; They're serious sorts who care about ability, not politics or heredity. Uldora is lounging back, sitting on her own wings- they're propped up against the floor somehow, and Brun is giggling, texting Thod, her cheeks red. You'd just sent him back after he said his goodbyes, but apparently that wasn't enough flirting for the two of them.

Everybody is standing on a large platform, a spellcrystal and strange apparatus in the center. People are loading stone into the top, and the ebbs of magic flowing through the apparatus is increasing as time passes.

Finally, after a short bout of shitposting on /mg/, posting a few... hilarious arrays that a person should not use without looking at it first, and feeling extremely awkward at having an entire thread about you, Uldora suddenly gets to their feet.

"It seems we're all here." Uldora says, her shamanic wings wrapped around her waist. She cracks her neck, and a few of the Hunters whoop. You hear at least one 'marry me!' from somewhere in the crowd "We've got a Fiend infestation, out there, and they're getting smart enough to lure people into traps. They've got fire in record time, and we're seeing reports that a few of them are figuring out weapons. They're beetle types- flying- But this is going to be easy."

Her grin grows fiercer.

"Now. Who's prepared to tear down an entire society?"

>End of session!
>I may or may not be able to run tomorrow- I'm not sure- but I'll try to make it.
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>>436266
Yaay slaughter~ ... wait.
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>>436266
Thanks for running Exa. Now go to sleep.
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>>436266
Thanks for writing this story!
When is Jasmine going to build her Mithril Mage Tower - with no entrance? :)
>>435753
>prototype gate
So, we can reap in the dosh more easily and reach places further away (even other dimensions)? Archmage Kristoph's favours are really nice-to-have!
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>>436266
>Fiend infestation
"Grandma Jasmine, why did you all underestimate the Fiends?"
"Shh, not so loud, the Fiend Overlords will hear you!"
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>>436654
>Mithril Mage Tower - with no entrance

I think that might be a bit out of our budget. At least until we're filthy, filthy rich. Good idea though.
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>>435870
Fixed.
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>>438839
Haha, nice addition anon.
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>>438839
Nice. Not sure if it's worth the mana cost, but I like it.
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>>439611
I feel the Mana Cost is appropriate but the Equip cost might be a bit high. It would synergize pretty well with Nahiri the Lithomancer though.
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>And we're back!

Uldora flies just above the platform, drifting through the air. The hunters- you, Brun, and a handful of other men and women- merely stand atop the platform. The platform is shuddering, moving forward through the air, leaving the city behind.

You've never been on a subjugation this well-organized or equipped before. The hunters are mostly all wizards, with Implements or heavy firearms, and the platform you're standing on is hovering, serving as a method of transport while Uldora leads it to the fiend colony. Safer, you suppose, than going on land. Prevents hunters from wasting their mana or ammunition on monsters on the way there.

Of course, it's not extremely organized- almost everyone here is a wizard, after all, and corralling wizards in any organized manner is impossible- the most orders Uldora gave anybody was to 'do their best and don't die'.

Eventually, the winged woman lands back onto the platform, making the entire enchanted machine shudder under your feet.

"We're coming up on the colony." She says. "I'll need some evokers to clear a landing zone."

"Just point it out." A man says, his Implement strapped across his chest.

Uldora gestures, sending a small wisp of flame from her hand. She didn't even use an Implement. It trails down to the grassy field you and Brun stumbled across a few days ago, and you can see dozens of beetle fiends running away from the platform, all heading toward one direction. Uldora's wisp comes to a stop near the ground.

"Right there." she says. "Flatten it."

The man nods, and a handful of spellcasters wield their implements. A veritable storm of mana rages around you, a half dozen spells forming themselves inside the wielders' implements, and then everything below you explodes. The air shudders, a cacophonous explosion raging through the air... and then the Platform falls from the sky, slamming home into a crater created through magic.

You look around at what used to be a field- right now it's a smouldering reck, trees and plants nothing but black char. Uldora Dalheim turns around, facing the group.

"Here's what we're going to do." She says. "The colony proper is to the northeast. We're going to split into three uneven sections. Two groups of six, the third will be a larger group of twelve. Group A will travel north, flanking the colony. Group B will travel east, doing the same thing. We'll pen them in with firepower and keep them in position. Finally, Group C will move straight in and wipe out whatever they see."

With a minimum of handling, the group eventually splits themselves into three. Brun herself makes her way to group B, and Uldora seems like she'll be flying from place to place to lend assistance to whoever needs it.

Now you just need to decide where you'll be going.

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>>440269
I say we scout around to make sure things are going alright. Don't stick with any one group.
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>>440269
Let's go with Brun in group 2, at least we have some experience with how she fights and can watch each-other's backs.
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>>440269
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>>440284
Yeah, let's go with Brun. She's really good at this fighting stuff, so we won't die. We can also rescue Thod's girlfriend in an emergency.
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>>440269
I vote for group A, that way we'll have Brun who we know is competent on group B and us on the other end.
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>>440269
>everything below you explodes
That's certainly a useful application!
>corralling wizards in any organized manner is impossible
Everyone wants to prove something to their colleagues, while also hiding their applied research. We understand :).

Let's just hope, that the Fiends don't attack the groups separately and in too great numbers... they don't have hidden entrances, right?
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>>440306
>us on the other end
We're not known for being fighting experts, though, so I don't know if that would be an advantage...
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You nod to yourself, making your own way to Group B. Brun gives you a high-five.

"Alright, I'm Brun Dalheim." she says, whirling around to the group. "I'm an expert in melee combat. We'll be spreading out toward the east, kicking up the underbrush while we do that. Our first priority is to gather attention and to push everything toward the colony, with actually killing them as a second priority. Anybody have a useful spell to share?"

"I've got a Dweomer." A man says, raising his hand. His implement is strapped across his chest. The guy's got dark hair, even darker eyes, and he's not outrageously tall like everybody else- only a head taller than you. "It'll slap monsters away with kinetic force. Keep 'em off their feet."

"What's your name?"

"Neloch." He says. "No family name."

"Good." Brun says. "Share it. Everyone else who can cast, your jobs are to lay down these dweomers while we travel. If you run out of mana, just reclaim the oldest dweomers."

While the man shares the dweomer- it's a pretty interesting array, from what you can see- Brun grabs your shoulder.

"Jasmine, would you mind saving your mana for now? Just in case we run into an emergency, having your teleportation would be useful."

"I can do that." You say. Your sword is sharp enough to fight, and you can't really use a haste spell or force projection while you're using it anyway.

"Everyone ready?" Brun asks. The various wizards nod. "Then let's head out."

The six of you make your way out of the charred, blasted crater that is the landing zone, walking into the forest. You and Brun are in the front, the other mages guarding the rear and laying down dweomers. Now and then, the dweomers lash out with kinetic force, shoving nearly-invisible Fiends away, sending them running toward the colony. All the while, the mages are chatting amongst themselves and eachother. Apparently most of these people are experienced hunters, so it must not be dangerous yet.

It's hard to remind yourself of that- you're too used to monster hunts being stressful and serious- a single mistake killing dozens of non-wizard militia. It's probably not nearly as dangerous here as it was in the village, but it's hard to put the emotion away.

"So." Neloch asks you. "What's your story?"

>?
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>>440404
>"Misunderstood genius prodigy destined for greatness. How about yours?"
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>>440404
"I'm a friend of Brun's. I'm here in case there's an emergency and someone needs to be teleported out."
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>>440404
>"What's your story?"
>>440418
with a bit of
>>440414
We're snarky Jaz, snarkiest of all wizards.

>mages are chatting amongst themselves
Overconvident much? Or are Fiends really no threat for this operation?
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>>440404
>Share it.
Huh, sharing-is-caring mage... give me all your array blueprints now!
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>>440404
"Short version? >>440414 "
"I'll save the long version for later. Right now, I'm here for emergency teleportation duties but I'm good with a sword. You?"
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>>440404
"Names Jasmine Angwaz, I'm a friend of Brun, we were the ones who discovered the fiends and wanted to help out. How about you?"
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"Short version? I'm a misunderstood genius prodigy destined for greatness." You say. "I'm here in case there's an emergency and someone needs to be teleported out. I'm also pretty good with a sword. What about you?"

"Extremely short version? Adventurer, not monster hunter.." He says. "Staying in the capital a few weeks to earn some ecu before I go further west. I'm not an Evoker or anything. More a jack of all trades."

"An adventurer?" You ask. "That seems dangerous."

"It can be. I do it more out of a sense of wanderlust than any goal. I just hate staying in the same place too long." He grins. "I actually took a photo of the Fungal Dragon. Took weeks of mountain climbing and I didn't get anything out of it, but it was worth it."

"That sounds suicidal." You say. He just grins.

The brush is getting a bit thicker, and here and there you can see the beginnings of primitive structures made from wood, but after the group makes their way through, the Fiends retreat.

"My name's Jasmine Angwaz." You tell Neloch. "I'm a friend of Brun. We're the ones that discovered the fiends and wanted to help out."

"Angwaz... Like Krital?" He asks. He can't help but chuckle. "That guy was one of my childhood idols. Found one of his journals when I was eight. Learned magic a few weeks after that."


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>>440463
>?
"Idol? Nice. You might be interested to know that the common misinterpretation of his work as "mad" is soon going to change to public admiration instead - with my Magus thesis that proves him right."

>one of my childhood idols
:) Found a fan, nice!

>Took weeks of mountain climbing
Don't tell him we just blinked there when we needed a calm place to stay.
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>>440463
At least he has some sense. He wouldn't be willing to share this journal, would he?
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>>440463
"One of my ancestors. It's his fault that my entire family has white hair." If he asks, tell him what happened.
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>>440463
Really? most people have the complete opposite reaction.

Did he find the first journal like everyone else?

Neloch seems like an interesting guy, so far.
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>>440489
>Your ancestor copied his first journal and published it a bunch. That's the one Nel's talking about

"One of my ancestors." You say. "It's his fault that my entire family has white hair."

"Really? How's that work?"

"He experimented with magic." You say. "Specifically, he used frost wolf claws in the wrong spell."

He snorts. "I never heard about that."

The two of you chat about your ancestor a bit longer, curving around the colony. A few times, some fiends get too close- and either you or Brun take them apart. With your mithril sword, it's like they don't even have a carapace at all- it's almost effortless.

"So he's your idol, huh? Most people have the complete opposite reaction."

"I get that a lot of people think he's a fiction writer or a madman, but it takes a certain... well, it takes huge adamantine balls to out and publish your own personal journals like that." Neloch says. "Especially if it's something that other people won't believe. Takes a certain something to ignore what people think. And in my village, that was something I needed."

You nod. "You might be interested to know that the common misinterpretation of his work as 'mad' is soon going to change."

"Oh?"

"To public admiration, when my Magus thesis proves him right." You say.

He grins. "Well, that's good to hear."

Quite suddenly, Uldora appears above you, wings spreading as she makes a landing.

"You guys have done well, so far." She says. "That line of dweomers is forcing the fiends to run back to their colony. But soon we're going to have you move in."

Everyone tenses up.

"When a flare hits the sky, that's your signal to move in and start hunting" She says. "Your priority is to make it certain that no fiends escape. But there's something you need to know. Flying overhead, I saw a smithy. We've got metalworking fiends, everybody."

Silence reigns, and Uldora flies off, back toward group C.

"What does that mean? The metalworking, I mean." A girl asks. She's an Evoker- a relatively new one, from what you've heard. This is her first real subjugation.

"That means they have weapons and armor." Neloch says. "Harder to kill, and they're a lot more dangerous."

Brun holds up her axe. "Everyone, take a look at these. They're protective Dweomers. Throw these on before we go."

Newly armored with magic, the six of you stand there, waiting and reclaiming dweomers, until suddenly, a second sun appears in the sky above the Colony.

"Well." Brun says, as you hear inhuman howls in the distance. "Time to go."

> Roll 1d100s, everybody!
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>440571
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>440571
Hail Jasmine!
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>440571
I can feel the nat 1
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>440571
Let's slaughter them.
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>>440584
>>440586
>>440588
Impressive!
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>>440571
Awful rolls.
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>>440571
>weapons and armor
...and tactics in addition to strategy, yes? Don't want to have Fiend Overlords!
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The adventurer is going to die.
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Please don't kill the new girl, she did nothing wrong!
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Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>440586
Fuck Jasmine?
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>>440608
Talking to us is the death flag? Noooo....
>>440616
>did nothing wrong
Our whole party is going to die and we can only barely save Brun - future vision.
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>440586
Hail Magic!
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>440571
I want to roll too! 100!
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>Result: 24! Bad luck! Fiends now have a BOON.

The six of you go charging forward, over brush and through threes. The trees start to thin out, stumps taking their places, while flashes of light and fire appear overhead. Haste spells wrap around the hunters, making them vibrate in place as they move. Crude wooden structures made from fallen trees surround you.

Fiends, in response, burst out from the brush, howling. Crude iron weapons wrap around their hands, making up for what magic did to remove their natural weapons. Brun skids to the side, taking off one's head, just to get attacked by a dozen more. Neloch flings lightning from his hands, sending Fiends to the ground in pain, while the new girl- hiding in the back- throws spheres of raw force, crushing fiends where she can.

It's rough going forward, despite the magic- mostly because you'd funneled the fiends into one location. But as rough as it is, there's good reason for it- if a handful of Fiends make it out alive, then they'll keep whatever knowledge they have, and they'll be that much more difficult to take care of.

You struggle forward, flicking your sword out to catch the few fiends that come close enough. With Brun as the vanguard and Neloch and the newbie as ranged attackers, not many are getting close enough for you to kill. The rearguard are doing essentially nothing, as you push forward.

Fiends slowly cease to attack, retreating into their wooden structures and disappearing. You see the other two groups getting closer, the fiends seeming to vanish as you get closer.

Quite suddenly, Uldora shoots straight into the air, fire whirling around her- and behind her, something tears its way free from the earth. Bound in crude iron, muzzle kept closed and heavy sheets on its wings, a Tyrant emerges.

Six legs, beetle carapace covering its body. It's bound in crude iron, bolts and screws piercing its carapace, spikes sticking every which way. It's titanic, and furious- a land-based Dragon. Its muzzle is made of twisted tubes, making its roar sound strange and echoed. It's forelegs are twisted scythes, sharpened and crude.

On it's head, clinging tightly to the spikes emerging from the Dragon's horns, a Fiend howls. It's covered head-to-toe in metal, metal bolted into its carapace.

A mage from the larger group fires a bolt of lightning at the Fiend. The tyrant responds by slashing him in half with a foreleg.

From the same hole, more fiends begin pouring up and out of the hole. They're all covered head-to-toe in iron, their four wings extended with what looks like a complex arrangement of paper and wooden bars.

"Oh. Fuck." Brun says. The Tyrant turns toward your group. It howls.

>?
>Whatever you plan on doing, you'll need to roll for it.
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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>440669
Teleport onto the dragon, behind the fiend and try to backstab it.
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>440669
Does it look like it can reach its own back with those scythes? If not, let's teleport up there and cut up its rider.
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Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>440669
>>440683
>>440688
Sounds like a plan!
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>440683
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>>440669
>land-based Dragon
If it can't fly, why not just teleport it 3 miles upwards?
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>>440669
Can it fly? If not, then teleport him in the sky and let him fall to death.
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>440704
Forgot the roll.
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>>440702
>>440704
>The more massive something is, the more mana it takes.
>The tyrant is a few tons heavy- it's huge, and you're not sure you can teleport something that big.
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>>440669
>>440711
I messed up, was totally prepared to teleport the dragon but I'll keep with killing the rider, mine was the 4th roll of 59.

preserving mana is important.
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>>440683
That sounds like a plan. The rider controls the Tyrant, maybe prevents it from turning on its allies?
>>440711
Better not try teleporting it then... without mana we're sitting ducks.
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>Result: 73! Mild Success!

You blur into motion, swinging out with your arm to carefully control your Blink. A black sphere swells up and over you, sending you into nothingness- and then it crumbles around you, leaving you standing on the moving Tyrant. It shudders under your feet, making it hard to keep your balance.

The Fiend on the Tyrant's back whirls around. Four red eyes are the only visible parts of its body, and a twisted crown- more like antlers- of iron sits bolted to its brow.

You swing your sword. It crouches underneath, and snaps loose from itself loose the Tyrant- it'd been partially embedded into the creature's back- and pounces toward you.

It's almost laughably easy. You slash again while the creature charges, and it falls into two halves, your mithril sword slicing through.

"Jaz!" Brun howls. She parries another scythe with her axe, her defensive dweomers blinking out. "Stop this thing!"

Right. You blink her away from the Tyrant, as well as the few other wizards who were in your group. The creature begins twisting its head around, looking for targets... But without anything controlling it, it seems lost.

You run up the creature's back, carefully keeping your footing, and then you jump....

You land on the Tyrant's head, sword's point down. Then you twist sideways and leverage the sword with your body weight; the creature's head twists off, rolling to the ground.

Then the sky explodes, and the aerial fiends begin falling to the ground, their wings burned away. Uldora's hands are both aflame, and she sends plumes of fire down. The air is getting drier and more humid.

You pant, trying to grab more air, when another Fiend barrels toward you, snarling.

A burst of shadow appears in front of it, materializing into Neloch. With a blast of lightning, the Fiend collapses, and he finishes it with a quick jab with a long spear- the head of the spear made of mithril.

"Let's finish this, shall we?"

What seems like two hours later, you climb out of the hole in the ground, sweating and exhausted. The colony was mostly underground- the wooden structures on the surface was there for some other reason- perhaps to make it look like there were less fiends, or to make someone think that the colony was merely aboveground.

But once the Tyrant was taken care of, as well as Uldora making sure the 'knights' couldn't fly, it wasn't difficult. Only tiring.

Except for Brun and Uldora, everyone else seems to be in the same kind of mood as you are. Covered in fiend ichor and ash, your arms and legs sore from swinging your sword, your mana growing low- you'd kept teleportation to a minimum, but you'd had to use it more than you envisioned- You finally sit down on a stump, slumped over.

Brun whoops, excitedly high-fiving Uldora. The taller, older woman gives the rest of you a smile.

"You've all done very well." She says. "I wasn't expecting them to be raising other monsters. That could have been dangerous, if we'd waited much longer."

>?
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>>440757
Give thanks to the hunters who fell, they did good.
I do hope we get dibs on dragon bits.
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>>440757
Did we get them all?
Could we salvage something from the dragon?
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>>440757
We done? Let's get home and clean.
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>>440757
Ask how many died and what the usual death count is on these missions.
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>>440757
Did Neloch teleport?
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>>440788
I think it's the thing which makes you incorporeal and gives a temporary speed boost. Like that rat we talked about with Jackal.
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>>440757
>>?
Seems like most mages made it out alive.

We might want to experiment with some dragon bones and organs - maybe they have properties that influence our Hermetic magic?

Did we get every Fiend though? How can we be sure...

>Neloch
Good save there!
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>>440774
>Even the hunters who fell ended up surviving. That's what took most of your mana- you sent them to Yule's hospital when someone got incapacitated or hurt.

"Did we get them all?" You ask. "And how many... How many died?"

"I don't know if any died yet." Uldora says. "You did a good job, getting them out of here whenever anybody got hurt. But as for the fiends, I believe we got them all. I scoured the place to make sure there weren't any secret entrances or exits."

"There were a few hiding in one of the caverns, and they even had a... I don't know, I guess you'd call it a breeding chamber." The newbie girl- whose name is Amy- says. "With completely normal beetles everywhere. I think they were breeding to get new monster types, not just Fiends."

"So... What are we going to do with the monster's bodies?" You ask, looking over to the dead Tyrant.

"The plan is to sell most of it, and split the pay with everybody here. I also know some people that are willing to buy and reforge all of that metal" Uldora says. "But, well, since you did slay that Tyrant, I don't see a problem if you wanted to keep part of it..."

You get to your feet, stretching to keep your legs from cramping up, and make your way over to it, examining the creature. Neloch is still looking at it, head tilted as he examines the creature.

"So, did you teleport?" You ask. "Was that what that was?"

"No, it's a shaman power." He says. "Took it from a monster a few weeks back. It lets me move really fast, but it's not really teleportation. It's... hard to describe."

"You're a shaman?"

"I dabble." He says. "Speaking of which, you feel that?"

You close your eyes, focusing on your mana, and you feel something faint in the Tyrant. You wander closer, feeling out for something...

And Neloch suddenly becomes shadow, appearing closer to the tyrant's rear half. He carefully cuts aside a plate, prying it open with his spear. "It's right, in..."

And what he pries out with his hand is a twisted, carapace-covered object. It's shaped like an egg, and you can feel its soul from here.

It's a Tyrant egg. It's soul is still developing, astral energy coiling around into a proper shape.

>?
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>>440827
Interesting.
So what's it gonna look like when it hatches?
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Ask if you can have that as your trophy
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>>440827
I bet the academy holding tanks can keep that from escaping.
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>>440827
>Dibs on the egg!
Maybe we can nudge the soul's development into a more friendly and stable state, without it starting to break down like the beetle we caught!
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>>440827
>>?
Our new Tyrant pet! <3 love!
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>>440843
>more friendly and stable state
Loyal and stable sounds good. Friendly... well, it should be able to drive off some robbers.
>>440832
>look like when it hatches
Like the Tyrant monster we fought, but in small?
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>The Tyrant monster template is one that tends to make creatures enormous, durable, and damn ferocious. Its origin seems to be a simple insect of some kind. It's hard to say exactly how it'll end up, especially since its parent was heavily modified by the fiends. Insects tend to change a lot more as monsters than other creature types.

"I'll take this egg for my trophy." You say, and Neloch hands it to you. "I bet the Academy holding tanks can keep it from escaping."

"You sure?" Brun asks.

"I'm sure." You say. "I'm not a Shaman, but I do know that taming creatures is a lot easier when they're young."

Uldora nods. "You need to do it slowly and gradually."

"Thanks for the advice." You say.

From the sky, more platforms arrive, all of them setting down. These don't have hunters on them- instead they have collectors, hired to extract the monster resources like meat or carapace, storing them magically and then selling them to others. They quickly get to work, prying crude iron free from fiend bodies and rendering them down into resources. Uldora stretches.

"Well." She says. "These guys have things in hand. Let's head home, folks. I have you all on a list- I'll get you your money in a few days."

The ride back on the platform is completely different. Instead of a tense excitement, people talking and pacing, everybody is exhausted, sitting down somewhere. You sit lotus-style on the edge, egg between your legs while you look down at the wilderness. Your arms and legs are still sore, but things got a lot easier once you put your mithril sword back into your vault.

"Sup." Neloch says, sitting down on the edge of the platform with you.

"Tired and exhausted." You say. "Sup with you?"

He just grins, looking up at the sky.

"Today's been a nice day." He says. "With a tyrant like that and all the iron, this looks like this'll be a good paycheck. I might be able to head out in a few weeks instead of months."

"Where are you planning to go next?"

"West." He says. "Not sure where I'll go. Maybe I'll see if I can cross the ocean to Tark. Might end up actually taking a caravan instead of going it alone like usual."

He turns to you.

"I do have a question, though." He says. "Mind if I get your number? You seem like a fun person to know. I'm tempted to take you out to dinner or something."

>?
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>>440827
>sent them to Yule's hospital
Noone wants to go out hunting monsters if Jaz isn't there anymore... :)
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>>440884
>date
N-n-n-no thanks.
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>>440884
>>?
"I'm always busy, but thanks for the offer." No time for romance, more research, more Archmagey stuff!
He can contact us if he finds something useful though... he does go around, he's bound to find something of worth at some point...
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>>440884
Well, even if it doesn't end up in romance, having another friend isn't bad at all.
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>>440884
Sure
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>>440884
Sure, I'm fairly busy with my thesis, but I don't see why not.
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>>440884
"Ohoho! Why not?"

I kinda want to have this guy conduct preliminary scouting in the worlds we open up.
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>>440884
Yes. Give number.
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"Sure. I'm pretty much always busy on my Thesis, but thanks for the offer." You say, showing him your number. "Having another friend's never a bad thing."

"Alright." He says, grinning. Clipped into the same strap that held his Implement against his chest, his phone is a rugged thing. It would have to be if he wandered the world. It's only with the advent of satellite communications and the internet that cellphones became popular. Now they're essentially ubiquitous. He stretches, then lays back on the platform, staring straight up.

"Wish I had enough grounding on gravity magic to figure out how to make a flying machine. Might make me a few dragon friends, but that's worth it." He says. "Been too busy to research it."

"Gravity magic isn't hard. Just annoying." You say. "It takes a complicated array depending on the exact shape of the object you want to make fly. My slowfall spell only works with my boots, and there's nobody in the world who can make themselves fly with it because a person is always in motion."

Haron might be able to, but you're not sure.

"What about Miss Dalheim over there?"

"Shamanic magic. Those wings of hers were surgically taken from a fire dragon."

"Huh. Oh well. I guess my dream will have to wait a few years until I have the know-how."

There the two of you sit and chat until the platform settles back down at the Capital. You scoop your egg back up and get to your feet.

"I'm off." You say.

"Talk to you later." Neloch says. "Oh! And call me Nel."

"Sure thing. See you, Nel." You say, and vanish into a black sphere.

Finally, you can go put this egg in your monster pen. The fiend in there had died after it soul fell apart, so it's empty now.

You take a long, long shower, washing your hair as best you can. Thankfully, whatever your ancestor did to it makes its texture always perfect.You can keep it silky smooth with a minimum of work on it, which is something Ishelda takes shameless advantage of. That doesn't mean it doesn't get gross after fighting a bunch of fiends, but it's easy to clean. Just like your frost wolf leather jacket, come to think of it. Must be a reason for that. Regardless, you dry yourself off, get changed into something clean- reminding yourself to take care of your jacket later today- and settle down at your desk, relaxing.

Your day's free, and no matter how aching your body is, your mana's still fine. More than enough to do more work on your teleportation research- you have an idea about Nothingness that you want to try- or on something else. Doing what you can with that egg. Its soul is still forming, so maybe if you redirect most of its violent tendencies toward the other cores, you could tame it.

Or maybe you could skip research for today. Find something else to do. Maybe even go celebrate the successful subjugation with someone. Thod and Brun, if they're not busy making out. Amy didn't seem bad, even for a newbie evoker. Just a bit naive. She's probably even on campus somewhere.

>?
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>>440970
Take a look at the egg.
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>>440970
>Its soul is still forming, so maybe if you redirect most of its violent tendencies toward the other cores, you could tame it.
Is that Astral Magic? If so, we should try to do that. Astral magic is awesome.
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Yeah, let's see if we can make it into a guardian or familiar or something. Would be nice to have something to tank for us in battles when we're busy teleporting around.
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>>440970
Egg egg egg!

Poke it's soul. Count it's cores.

Try to impress upon it that we are its mother. Maybe use some frost wolf reagents to get it to sympathise with us?
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>>440970
Egg! Egg! Egg!

Prase be unto our yolky savior \o/
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A soul swirls through the air, astral energy curling itself into mana. It smells dry, like paper, and the egg rumbles under your touch. There's a lot of magic, here. Enough for a Tyrant or a Dragon. Enough for a monster.

You sit down next to it- having teleported straight into the pen- and gently place your hands on the side of the egg. Warm to the touch. You open your mind, pushing mana toward it...

The mana pushes against you, trying to catch you up in its storm. You don't care. It's all you can do to shape it, like a sculptor with clay. Cores are forming. some you recognize, like Command or Security. Some you don't, alien and twisted. One alien core turns mana into nothing but heat- a waste, for a creature that doesn't need heat. It might end up a fire-elemental beast of some kind, if you hadn't messed with it. But now, you have an idea. Something that the fire core reminds you of, in yourself.

When you first learned how to look inwards with your magic- when your father taught you- you were worried about your own cores. Your own Devotion. It was weak, disjointed. You were worried that you were broken, so you researched it. Put all of your effort into finding out why you were like that, what you could do about it.

But if you squint, so to speak, and look at the Fire core, it looks almost like Devotion would. You know exactly how to change it. To reshape it.

Gently, you push your mana in with the forming Core, following the path of the egg's natural soul...

>Roll me some 1d100s! Good luck!
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>441044
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>441044
Please dice gods.
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>441044
>You know exactly how to change it. To reshape it.

Sounds like this is the kind of thing that would be decided by best of 3 rather than average of 3, right?
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>441060
>>441061
>>441062
It's a disaster
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>441044
Turn heat into love!
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>Result: 47. Mediocre!

Mana contorts under your command, pushing against you just as much as you push against it. Your soul begins to ache as the egg's own begins to tear into you, tearing away your mana just as you feed it. Sweat beads on your forehead, and the heat from the egg begins to grow hotter and hotter, your hands sizzling painfully.

But you push, and push, and push. Your mana swells, reshaping the Flame core into something hotter than it was before. The core swells and distorts into a shape you vaguely recognize, somewhere close to where you need it to be. It's too empty, too hollow- and it begins to fall apart. Not enough mana to hold itself together.

But if it falls apart, if one of its cores are completely shattered, the creature dies. That's the ironclad rule of astral magic. Carefully, with tendrils of magic, you begin to pull from the other alien cores. Not all of it, not even most of it- just a little bit from everything, feeding it into the egg's Devotion. The core flushes in your mind's eye, taking everything it's fed.

Hours later, you pull your hands away from the egg. Your hands are burned- not badly, but enough that you'll need some cream- but the egg's soul is stable. The devotion core is just as strong as you needed it... But it came at a cost. The Tyrant's other cores are weaker now, its natural powers weak. It'll never be an enormous size, and it'll never be as strong as it would have been. It's mana is crippled, as are it's powers...

But it's yours now. Even now, you can feel your own mana roil around its cores. You won't know how tame it'll be until it hatches, but right now... you have a feeling like it'll be yours.

The egg rumbles under your touch, purring contentedly.

>?
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>>441079
Can we cook it
What does it taste like
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>>441079
Teleport to get some burn cream, have thod or brun bring us some egg sitting stuff.
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>>441079
>if one of its cores are completely shattered, the creature dies. That's the ironclad rule of astral magic

Astral Magic allows you to kill with a touch? Neat.

And heal up, I suppose.

What kind of monster is likely to hatch from this egg?
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>>441079
Yule knows a bit about monsters, right?

Could we head over there? We could thank her for letting us use her hospital during the raid, and ask her if she could have a look at the egg?
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>The sudden question of if you can use Astral Magic to shape a human fetus's Cores

Is it possible Exabyte?
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>>441079
It purrs, even as an egg? Best pet.

Is there a nannycam dweomer we can get to watch it and alert us when it moves?

We should begin nesting. Buy it a bunch of good books to read and/or use as bedding.

No. But for srs, is there any literature on monster raising?
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>>441079
Get your hands checked, research a bit about what creature might come from it and how to properly tame it. Send thod a message about the hunt, though he probably knows from Brun already.
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>>441079
Do we know how long it'll take for the egg to hatch? Could we set up a few detection dwemers or whatever so we get notification when it happens?
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>>441086
>Probably somewhat like eating a fully grown cockroach, complete with crunching.

>>441100
>It's a lot easier to kill things mundanely or with force or lightning or something than with astral magic. Souls do not like having cores destroyed.
>Likely a Tyrant... Though not nearly as strong as the one you killed, since you had to weaken it in order to make it loyal.

>>441116
>I guess someone could, but it'd be a really fucked up thing to do.

You do what you can for the egg, at first- setting it on a towel, changing the environmental settings on the pen to make it more humid, things like that. Finally, you slap together a few dweomers to watch it and warn you when it hatches or begins moving.

Then you teleport out to put some burn cream on your hands. With your burns and all of the slight bruises and scratches from the Fiends earlier today, you're not feeling very good. In fact, you're feeling pretty shitty. Your legs ache, your hands hurt, your head pounds- and your soul begins to burn.

But at least you'll always have books. They'll never abandon you.

Then, with a start, you realize- you probably need some kind of book to give you information on monster taming. And you don't have anything like that.

Which means you'll have to make your way to the library and check out some new books.

Wonderful. The library just loves you.

>End of session!
>As always, I'll stick around for a bit to answer questions and such.
>Also, today was the introduction of Nel! I've been looking forward to him for awhile.
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>>441137
Thanks for running!

Quick question, what are the (approximate) ages of all the characters?
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>>441137
Thanks for running!

I like Nel! Let's go on some transdimensional adventures with him some time.

Also, if it's possible to get an ability from a monster, could it be possible to grant an ability to a monster as well?
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>>441137
Nel seems pretty cool. I want to portal him to another world
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>>441150
Everyone- specifically, Jaz, Rathod, Kally, Cera, and Brun are in their early twenties. Ishelda is twelve, Mom is forty-something, though she looks like she barely passed thirty. Nel is young- Eighteen, maybe nineteen- while Sirius and Uldora are in their fifties (Though Uldora is still a MILF because of magic).

Kristoph is only a few years older than you, Haron is positively ancient at two hundred years old, and Yule was born thousands of years ago- near the origin of society itself.

>>441155
It's technically possible, but the thing about souls is that they resist change... Unless you're the one trying to change yourself. So while a shaman can, with difficulty, claim a core from a monster, it would be many times more difficult to grant an ability to a monster. Maybe even impossible.
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>>441137
Thanks for Running Exabyte.

>>441167
Has Yule ever taken Apprentices? Is so, what happened to them?

Do apprentices get the same legal immunity as Archmages when they finish their apprenticeships?
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>>441182
>Has Yule ever taken Apprentices? Is so, what happened to them?
Never. She's never taken any apprentices.

>Do apprentices get the same legal immunity as Archmages when they finish their apprenticeships?
Not exactly. They do get some leniency, especially when it relates to their magic. Rathod, for example, can legally modify Implements freely, because he's the apprentice of the wizard who invented them. But that's all done on a case-by-case basis. He isn't considered 'impossible to arrest' like Haron, or Kristoph, or Sirius.
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>>441195

Has Haron taken other apprentices before Rathod?

Actually, how many Archmagi are active right now?
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>>441202
>Other apprentices
A handful, over the centuries. None of them really got as far as Rathod.
Turns out that Haron 'tests' all of his apprentices by making them do boring work for a few months to a year. Only a few apprentices were stubborn or stoic enough to hang on. Rathod is the very definition of 'stubborn and stoic' though.
The reason for that is because Haron learned golemancy when his master used him as a physical workhorse, so he made little animated twig critters to do his work for him, Sorcerer's Apprentice style. He keeps the apprentices that either do the same thing or have the integrity to do it for months.

>How many Archmagi are active right now
A dozen or so, in Tark and Romalia. Nobody really knows about the outer world, because nobody really interacts with them very much.
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>>441225

What happens when someone recreates a magic that a current Archmage already is known for? Do they get awarded Archmage status? Or does something bad happen to them?

Will you allow us to shitpost in person on /mg/?
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>>441264
Ask an archmage anything. First archmage from /mg/. We got some sweet bragging rights.
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>>441264
>What happens when someone recreates a magic that a current Archmage already is known for?
That hasn't really ever happened. Hypothetically, the original archmage could pay the discoverer tons of money to keep it quiet.

But some archmages actually release their magic to the world simply to improve it. Shamanism was discovered that way- an Archmage known as Clarke- just released his magic to the world.
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>>441167
>Kristoph is only a few years older than you
So that means that mithril and orichalcum are both still very recent right? I mean, when did Kristoph make Archmage?
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>>441328
Kristoph made archmage ten years ago- he was barely a kid when his master died and left him alone.

Though Mithril and orichalium existed before that- impure versions as the bones of certain monster types. It's hard as hell to reshape. Kristoph actually learned how to make 'pure' Mithril and Orichalium.
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>>441338
What could Hermetic Magic be used for? Or rather, considering the sheer range of what Hermetic Magic was used for, what couldn't it do?
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>>441365
>what couldn't it do?

Let you customize it. Customizing hermetic magic is the practice of mixing together explosives in a bottle and giving it a shake. If you slap down the wrong runes or the wrong components, you end up just plain dead.

There's no logic to hermetic magic, no real basis for understanding. It just does random stuff depending on what you put into it through an algorithm that nobody understands, even with centuries of study. Existing spells are more a result of accident and the sacrifice of hermetic wizards than anything based on research and calculation.
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>>441374
Were there any Hermetic Magics that did something similar to the magics of the other Archmagi?
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>>441376
Not that you've found. There are hermetic spells that allow you to reshape materials, which looks similar to Sirius' power at a glance, and there's a circle that heals people at the cost of a sacrifice of a living creature, but neither actually has the same underlying effect to the archmages. Sirius's magic is outright matter-to-energy conversion and vice-versa, while Yule's is complete biomancy.
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>>441387
Any time manipulation spells?
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>>441387
Oh, does Astral Magic leave any signs of what killed the person if you use it to unravel a soul?
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>>441464
... To be honest, I'm scared of giving you guys that power. So I'll say 'not as far as you know' right now.


>>441932
It does not. The moment something dies, the soul disintegrates.

More specifically, the weird infinite wellspring of power that funnels into the soul and makes the soul, well, exist, suddenly stops. Think of a soul as a creek, with each core being a particularly shaped whirlpool. The spring is mysterious- nobody knows where the water comes from- and the waterfall at the other end is mana. Useless for the soul, but it looks pretty and makes rainbows if you're a wizard. When someone dies, the spring is clogged for unknown reasons. And when the creek dries up, the person's soul vanishes too.

That does mean that if you're really damn good, you can keep someone's soul going by replacing the wellspring with good old generic mana. You know, with a funnel at the bottom of a waterfall, a pump, and a hose. But that isn't infinite without an external mana source.
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>>441943
Interesting.

And dilated time fields a la the Gamer aren't THAT broken.
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>>442037
Time magic is inherently broken, anon. You know that.
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>>442261
Come on, don't you want to be able to manipulate Space AND Time?
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>>442271
Eh, we don't need it. I agree in that time magic is broken with any level of cleverness.
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>>442261
It kind of depends a bit. Actually travelling through time is broken and messes up stories, but time manipulation like slowing or speeding it up (slightly) could be workable.
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How the hell did we get better at Aura magic than the Archwizards' specialist? That's not normal.
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>>443918
Well, it's not like he's good enough to be an Archmage. Jaz has what it takes to be an archmage. It seems to be a whole other level of skill from normal mages.
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>>443918
Our whole thing is that we learn shit extremely quickly and if we practice we get very good. Our weakness is that we jump from thing to thing so we never get to true mastery. We're an Ace of All Trades.
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>>443918
You didn't get better at him at it- you suppressed his entire ability to resist with mithril and sliced up his tendrils beforehand, basically crippling his astral magic ability for a few weeks. It was less like outskilling a clever opponent- more like drugging the opponent, then shoving him over when he falls asleep.
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>>444384
This is acceptable.
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>>444384
As expected of a magical genius, playing it smart.
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Your testing chamber is quiet and empty. Your experimental gate sits humming in front of you, dweomer carefully feeding it with power. A sensory dweomer, counting carefully the mana requirement to keep the gate open is dutifully recording.

It was dangerous, the first time you'd opened this gate. It had torn much of the air from the room, pulling it through the portal, as if there was a vacuum on the other end.

This wasn't like your previous experiments. Something you'd noticed is that with the right, slight modifications, you can prevent dimensional foam from forming around the edges of a portal. It collapses immediately if there's no physical objects on the back end or edges of the portal, so you've been testing it out with your gate.

Eventually, experimentally, you tried conjuring up a portal to Nothingness... And this was the result.

Through the small gate, though you see only blackness, a small signet ring sits in the center of a dimensional pocket. The edges of the inside of Nothingness is solid, almost rubbery- you can push on it, but it pushes right back. The further it's stretched, the harder it pushes back on you. You have more space in your chamber than physically exists.

Moreover, your notes on the mechanics behind teleportation are beginning to form. You'd needed to study everything physicists had come up with on the nature of space, bringing you many headaches, but you're starting to understand the mechanism behind it. You're not sure on the particulars, but it revolves around contorting spacetime- forming dimensional foam as a byproduct- and injecting it with power. You're still not sure how to do that through Analytical magic, but you're working on it. You haven't got nowhere near the knowledge base you need for this kind of thing, meaning all you can do is study.

It's been two weeks, since you claimed the Tyrant egg.

Your head pounds again, and the sensor dweomer cheerfully informs you that it's out of power. Both the sensor and the portal dweomers blink out, making the gate close entirely.

Sighting, you open the testing chamber's air vents again, making sure it has enough air not to suffocate you, and open the portal again.

This time, you don't even need to put an object inside- when the portal opens, on the other end the ring and dimensional pocket is there.

Your eyes widen. You close the portal, mark down the gate's exact location, and move the gate to the side. When you open the portal again... The ring and dimensional pocket is there.

And that's when an alarm dweomer from the monster pen chirps, finally warning you that the egg is beginning to move. Already stretching its lifespan, the alarm dweomer winks out- leaving you to clean up your testing chamber and hurry.

The Tyrant isn't big, in the pen. It's a small, twisted creature- four carapaced legs, instead of six- and a sleek, scrawny body. Mandibles click as it chows down on its own shell. The creature makes you think of an insectoid housecat, somehow.

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>>445801
Approach it and let it get a good smell, imprinting may be a thing, have some food on hand for if it is indeed docile.
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>>445813
this
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>>445801
Approach, nudge it with Jaz’ soul, feed it, pet it. In that general order, though there may be overlap of two actions.
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>>445801
We should check if his soul is still loyal after hatching.
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>As shit as ESO is, the best way to envision this little tyrant is as a Kwama Worker from Elder Scrolls Online.

You examine the creature. It's carapace isn't an ugly brown, like the creature's parent; it's darker, almost a pure black, flourescent lights giving it a bright sheen. Finally, you teleport into the pen- the corner, of course, casting a defensive dweomer just in case it tries to bite you. You open your mind, and as sluggish as your mana is after your research, you still reach out to feel the creature's soul.

It finally seems to notice you. It's head turns, six beady eyes appraising you, and then it totters over. You hold out a hand, carefully-

It's Devotion core swells with power and mana and love, the creature tickling you with three different pairs of antennae. You teleport a fruit from your dorm, and the creature bores down, holding it in place with pincers so that its mandibles can begin to chomp down. A few minutes later, it nuzzles your hand again, sniffing for more food. You oblige by teleporting in some more food.

It's omnivorous, as far as you can tell. From your studies, Tyrants and Dragons- the various large-variety monsters- don't need to eat as much as you'd think, considering their size, but they tend to be able to eat anything. Moreover, they supplement their lack of food with mana, somehow, and simply enter a coma or grow sluggish if they can't eat enough. But you've got money. A lot of it, actually- Uldora even gave you a few thousand extra Ecu from the subjugation, since you took care of the Tyrant and prevented all deaths.

The creature snuffles some more, hot air leaking from 'gills' beneath its carapace. Mandibles tickle your palm just as the antennae. It isn't even trying to bite down- it's just trying to smell you.

You pat it on the head. It makes a quiet buzzing noise from its abdomen, somehow, and waddles closer to you. All four legs collapse as it clumsily lays down in front of you.

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>>445864
>>?
Take it with you while going around your day.

If the soul has already stabilized enough, some slight experimentation in growing its learning core may be appropriate.

Before leaving the pen, try teaching it simple commands, like "stop" and "sit".
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>>445864
CUDDLE TIME

Try to find places where it enjoys being tickled.

Can we ask Yule about Tyrant physiology?
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>>445864
Do we have to register it? We should mark him somehow, before someone decides it's a threat.
Check how our friends are doing and how the tyrant reacts to them.
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>>445864
Totally adorable, we should make sure to notify the appropriate people about a monster which may or may not follow us around from time to time.

We should test how it reacts to other people and if we can teach it things, simple commands like follow, stay, attack, hide socks.

Also, do we have a hammerspace now? Neat.
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>>445864
>>?
Perfect pet!
>>445891
Yes, teach it to follow commands!
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>>445864
>you've got money
Can we send some home to support the family?
>>445801
>open the portal again
Meaning we don't need that sewer room anymore? This dimension pocket seems way more useful than an actually existing location to hide stuff in! Is there a size limitation before it's too mana intensive?
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>>445892
>Tyrants don't have one set anatomy/physiology, even two tyrants from the same species. All monsters tend to be like that. Even out of the beetle-fiends you fought, some had huge hercules-style horns, some were scrawny and thin, some had fully articulated arms and legs, some even had wings and the ability to fly.

>>445925
>>445897
>The pocket/hammerspace isn't perfected yet. A dimension-foamless portal collapses instantly unless it's made inside of a Gate, and your experimental Gate is pretty bulky for making a portal a little wider than your hand. But that's mostly because the experimental gate is designed to scale larger and smaller for larger or smaller portals.

>>445925
>The size limitation is mostly 'how much can you push before it pushes back', and that scales up on the size of the portal. Or you could manually expand it by putting a floor and walls in there somehow...

You spend a few hours trying to see how the creature reacts to certain stimulus. It loves being patted, as long as it isn't near it's more delicate parts, like the creature's gills or antennae, and interesting new smells cause it to examine the object more immediately. It doesn't seem to have very good vision, but it doesn't seem to need it, having some sense of it's surroundings through touch or sound.

It seems to understand when you tell it off, when you try to teach it. It's as if the creature wants only to make you happy, and when you snap at it trying to teach it how to 'stay', it mopes in place. It's easy to teach, even though you don't know much about pets. You get it to 'stay', to 'sit', and to 'follow me'. Though the latter command seems to mean 'jump on my shoulder', which it happily does. As large as the creature is, for a bug, it seems extremely light, giving it the ability to jump wherever it wants.

Just to make sure the creature won't attack people other than you, you pick him up and carefully take him outside, carrying the creature around on your shoulder. While the child doesn't attack people, it doesn't seem to have the same kind of love for them that it has for you. It's as if it knows you by magic, while other humans are just strangers. You will need to give it a mark eventually, and register it with the city, but that's for later. It's fine on-campus due to the Academy's extraterritoriality.

Eventually you come across Brun as she strides out of the Combat Dome, axe on her shoulder. She's replaced some of the fur and scale on her outfit with carapace and metal bolts.

"Woah." Brun says, eying your pet Tyrant. The creature chitters on your shoulder, and Brun carefully holds out a hand. The tyrant turns away from her.

"Aw. It doesn't like me. Is that what came out of that egg?"

"Unless it somehow snuck in the monster pen and ate what did." You say. You pat the creature's head, carefully staying away from it's antennae, and it buzzes happily again.

"He's cute. What's his name?"

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>>445968
Theodore.
Not Squishy.
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>>445968
Gary. Short for Gareth.
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>>445968
>>?
"Buzz. Because it buzzes when I pet it."
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"Hmm." You say, looking down at the Tyrant. It clicks its mandibles and begins to rustle your hair with its antenna. "Maybe I'll name him Gareth."

"That's a nice name." She says. Carefully, she pets the creature. It turns to look at her, then goes back to your hair. "He is really cute, though. How did you tame him?"

"Messed with one of his cores." You say. "Replaced one of his powers with a Devotion core. I think he likes me because he's got my magic in there. He probably won't end up as outrageously tough as a Tyrant since I had to siphon mana from some of his other powers, but it's better that he's loyal than strong.

"How smart is he?"

"Pretty smart. Or at least he's desperate to please." You say. "Gareth. Stay."

The creature turns to you- then jumps off of your shoulder, landing in the grass. It lays down there, antennae twitching, waiting.

"Good boy!" You say, patting him some more. He buzzes happily at you, mandibles clicking, one of its legs twitching. Brun joins in, and together the two of you spoil the little guy.

Thod happens by, a hefty duffel bag on his shoulder.

"Hey. What's up?" He asks. Brun springs to her feet and kisses him.

"Jaz's egg hatched. The little guy is adorable."

Thod looks down at the Tyrant, eyebrows raised.

"If you say so." He says. "I don't exactly get the whole part where the giant gross bug is cute..."

He suddenly yelps, twitching and jumping away from Brun, cheeks going bright red. Brun just grins at him, her hand around the area Thod's butt once was.

"He is too adorable." She says. She rolls her eyes. "Don't worry Jaz, I'll educate this big lug."

"That might have to wait." Thod says, making Brun frown at him. "Haron's been pushing me pretty hard lately. Thirtieth Precept is a real bitch to figure out, and until I can do that he has me making parts for his golems."

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>>446059
"What's the Thirtieth Precept?"
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>>446059
Just his normal golems or some special project? I hope he remembers you're still mostly human.
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>>446063
Thod can't answer that.

>>446059
We should tell Brun we made Archmage by the way.
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>>446073
We haven't technically become one yet I think? not officially anyway, Yule said she'd change the date on the paperwork if we even get in trouble with the law.
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>>446059
>>?
"Cool stuff, top secret, I guess? How's your intelligent golem project coming along?"
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>>446077
We told Rathod might as well tell Brun too. And our Family. Maybe our whole village too.
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>Since you decided to finish your thesis before announcing anything, you're not considered an archmage on paper yet, though the other archmages consider you one.

"What's the thirtieth precept? Top secret, I guess?"

"Technically, yeah." He says. "Another logic array technique Haron invented. Most of 'em are pretty simple, but the thirtieth is one of his more advanced ones. I like to think I'm good at this stuff, but I'm not perfect. It'll take me a few more days. Funnily enough, if I had it a few weeks back, I could've finished Ishelda's present in half the time."

"Does he have you building his normal golems, or some special project?"

"His normal ones." He says. "By this point, you can probably flip a coin whenever you see a golem worker around the city. If it's heads, then I'm the one that built it."

"That's how he makes most of his cash? Archmage Haron, I mean." Brun asks.

"Yeah. Sells 'em to the city." He says.

"How's your intelligent golem project coming along?"

"Ishelda's present pushed me forward a lot, since that was less theoretical and more practical... But I haven't had enough time to work on it much lately."

You sigh. "I hope Haron remembers that you're still mostly human."

"I'll be fine." Thod says. "I'm good at this kind of thing anyway. Learning from an Archmage is more than worth a little extra work."

Brun sighs.

"Speaking of Archmage, does Brun know yet?" You ask.

"Know what?" She asks. She looks from you to Thod.

"You did say you wanted to keep it secret..." He says.

You shrug and turn to Brun.

"Keep it on the down-low," You say, "But I'm an Archmage now."

Brun appraises your expression, eyes widening.

"Really? Jeez, how'd you do that? Has your teleportation progressed that far? That's so cool!"

You just grin.

"Do you get any benefits? Other than the legal stuff?" Brun asks.

"Mostly it means I can call up other Archmages." You say. "And they tend to make time for me."

"That seems useful." She says. "So you could, like, ask Yule to take a look at this little guy for you?"

"Yeah, if I was willing to owe her a favor later." You say. "It's funny- unless it's buying something from Kristoph or having Haron make you something, everybody tends to trade around favors."

Speaking of favors, Kristoph is apparently working on the two Gates you'd ordered. You've already paid with a portal for him- it was a headache of a day- so now you're just waiting for him to finish it.

"Anyway, I've got to go." Thod says. "Haron wants me in as soon as possible."

"See you." Brun says, while you wave. Gareth buzzes under your touch, leaning into you.

After Thod leaves, Brun frowns.

"He's been way too busy lately." She says, frowning. In a way, Thod had always been like that, just like his father. But you've seen less of him in the past two weeks than normal.

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>>446115
"Probably means Haron is testing him."
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>>446115
"Yeah, he takes after his dad in that regard though I do hope Haron won't keep up the pressure too long. Give it some time."
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>>446115
Sounds like he needs to make a golem to make more golems for him. Then he'd have more free time.

Our mini tyrant should have had fire abilities be fore we messed with it. Let's see how it reacts to some real or magic fire!
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>>446115
>?
Probably wants him to keep up with me.
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>>446115
>?
"Means, he's appreciated. Maybe you should remind him to make time for you too."

>golem worker >Sells 'em to the city
So, worker unions don't exist anymore because there are no simple workers? Otherwise I would imagine strikes against those job-stealing golems.

>two Gates
Muahahaha, permanent connection between Romalia and Tark? With a creditcard slot to immediately pay up :). Or inter-dimensional travel?
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>>446115
When we get to travel to other dimensions, we'll take our baby-Tyrant Gareth with us, right? We can ride him when he's bigger, very useful.
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"Yeah, he takes after his dad in that regard," You say. "The guy never took a day off. Probably means Haron is testing him. Hopefully he won't keep the pressure on too long. He might want Thod to keep up with me."

You sit down in the grass. It's a nice day out, though it's starting to get colder as the weeks pass by. Gareth climbs up onto your lap, curling up, and Brun sits down with you.

"His dad?" She asks. "I don't know much about Rathod's family."

"They aren't around anymore." You say. Nobody in the village ever met Rathod's mom- He and his father had just arrived in the village one year, when you were young.

"Oh."

"I remember his dad, though." You say. "I was scared of him when I was a kid."

"Why was that?"

"He was taller than Thod is now." You say. "It took me weeks before I came across his dad picking flowers before I got over it."

"Hey." She says. "I've got a question."

"Shoot." You say.

"Has Thod ever gotten angry?" She asks. "Like actually actively upset at someone?"

You think about it... but eventually you shake your head.

"I got into my share of scraps when we were little," You say. "Well, probably several people's shares of scraps, but Thod's never been in a fight or anything."

"Not even to help you?"

You roll your eyes. "As if I needed help. But no, He's not that kind of person. For him, there's always a better option than violence. Why do you ask?"

"... No reason." She says, looking elsewhere. "Thod's just... pretty admirable sometimes."

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We should also get our tyrant a live rabbit to hunt and/or play with.

And have we been working on the wards for brun, or is that on delay until we get analytic teleporting up?
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>>446202
I dunno, if I had a huge golem arm on my huge body I'd want to punch a monster with it. To not do so seems like a waste.
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>>446202
>?
"I like your violent side, Brun. Pretty handy."
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>>446202
"He has a gentle soul."
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>>446202
Can we also visit some other national libraries in other countries like Tark, Magnus, Veril, so we can look for more Hermetic magic formulas?
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"He has a gentle soul." You say.

You remember Ishelda crying, a twelve year old Rathod still stomping on a Dire wolf's head, holding his still-bleeding stump. The pitiful beast had died long before Thod noticed.

You shake off your memory, and turn to Brun.

"I dunno, if I had a huge golem arm on my huge body I'd want to punch a monster with it." You say, more to change the subject.

"I know, right?!" She asks.

"It just seems like a waste not to." You say, grinning. "I like your violent side, Brun. It's pretty handy."

"Yeah." She says. "Thod might be the most admirable person I've met, but Humanity needs people like me if we're going to survive."

The two of you sit down and relax for a while, while Gareth adapts to having Brun nearby.

"Huh." You say.

"What?"

"I just realized- I might be able to teleport into foriegn libraries and see what they have on hermetic magic."

"Can you even teleport to other countries?"

"I'd actually have to make a portal." You say. "And it'll take some mana, but I can do it. Especially when my order from Kristoph comes in, it should minimalize mana costs."

"Do you even know any other languages?" She asks.

"Not really," You say... "But there is a hermetic spell that teaches me all language for a few hours."

Brun snorts. "That feels like cheating."

"It might be." You say, shrugging. "But so is all magic."

"Yeah, yeah." Brun says, rolling her eyes.

Your phone chirp- it's a text from Kristoph.

Your order is done, finally. Both archways, both complete... Both collapsible.

All you need to do is open a portal there to claim it.

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Ask Brun if she wants to come
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>>446262
>?
Do it, take Brun to test it together.
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>>446262
Say goodbye to Brun, teleport Gary back to his pen, then head over to Kristoph.
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>>446262
>You remember Ishelda crying, a twelve year old Rathod still stomping on a Dire wolf's head, holding his still-bleeding stump. The pitiful beast had died long before Thod noticed.

I thought he'd never been in a fight.

Ask Brun if she wants to come along and take Gareth with us.
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>>446262
>>?
Pet and Brun come with us... (like >>446279 suggests)

Can we use the portals to minimize mana needs when we want to travel to the portals' location too (then we can just activate one portal to go visit libraries and easily return to home)?

Or do we need to connect two (open gate to another dimension, take one portal with us, activate that to return)?
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>>446279
>Brun was asking about him getting angry at people. Monsters aren't really people.

>>446299
>I don't quite understand the question. Can you rephrase it?

"Hey, Brun." You say, putting Gary on your shoulder.

"What?"

"Want to come to Tark with me?" You ask.

"Wait, really?" She asks. "Right now?"

You shrug. "Yeah. We won't be gone more than a day or so."

"Sure." She says. You nod, and get to your feet. A simple spell, and the two of you fade out from reality, consumed by a black sphere.

You fade back in elsewhere- specifically, in a small empty chamber, under the city. One of many little pockets you found through experimentation and looking around. Gareth, startled by the teleportation, just curls up on your shoulder, sniffing at your hair with his antennae to comfort himself.

You set up the lengthy dweomer process it takes to conjure an advanced portal- two of them, one for mana management and one for mana storage- before you start creating the portal itself.

"Hey, can you pump up that dweomer?" You ask, and Brun obliges, funneling her own mana into it. That was one benefit you found- namely

Ten minutes later, the whorl of energy that is a portal-in-progress coalesces into a hole in reality. On the other end, the sun is rising in the sky, a few hours earlier in time than Romalia. Kristoph's home- a tall, arching beautiful tower of mithril and marble- looms in front of you.

"Ladies first." You say. Brun climbs through, and you follow.

"This is Tark, huh?" She asks, sniffing. The city is squat. Domed clay buildings bubble up over the city, confusing curved roads dug into the ground and leading into tunnels. Everything is half underground, as far as you know, with parks and open green fields where buildings aren't. The air smells different. Dirtier, and smoggier.

"This is Tark." You say.

A young wizard in red, steps out of the tower, gesturing you closer. Archmage Kristoph.

"Hello, ladies." He says. "I've been looking forward to your visit."

He bows to Brun. "My name is Archmage Kristoph. I'm pleased to meet you. I wasn't expecting Miss Jasmine to bring a guest."

"Brun Dalheim." She responds. "Pleased to meet you."

"Come in, come in. Miss Jasmine, I've completed your order." He says, leading you into a large, nearly-empty workshop. Both Gates stand, expanded to their maximum size. "These things are rather ingenious. I don't understand why you requested things with such strange sockets around the frame, but it's not my place to ask. Very ingenious."

You grin. The specifics of the gate frame itself was a clever idea you came up with. By leaving blank orichalium sockets open where certain hermetic runes would go, you can have the spell simulate those runes without a loss in mana efficiency, allowing you to change portal locations easily. Gareth snuffles, looking around at the new environment.

"Ah. Have you become monster tamer?" Kristoph says, eying the monster warily.

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>>446346
> Brun obliges, funneling her own mana into it. That was one benefit you found- namely that it can be charged by other wizards.
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>>446346
"Indeed I have. That Gareth, he's a baby Tyrant. Don't worry, he's not THAT dangerous. Although, I don't think he's house trained."
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I'm going to point out the obvious for those of you who missed it. Rathod more than likely got angry in front of Brun.
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>>446346
>>?
"Master of Space and Tyrants alike. These portals are just like I imagined them, very good work, excellent!"

>>446396
I did miss that.
I thought the opposite: Brun had experience with more... volatile guys and wondered about Thod behaving differently.

>>446349
>charged by other wizards
good to have friends :).
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>>446346
>"Ah. Have you become monster tamer?"
He likes me and seems to ignore everyone else. I really hope he doesn't go wild. It would be a shame to put such a cutie down.
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"Indeed I have." You say, examining the Gate. "This is Gareth. He's a baby Tyrant. Don't worry, he's not that dangerous. Though I don't think he's house-trained."

"I see." Kristoph says. "We don't have many monster tamers here in Tark. I'm not sure how one would house-train a monster."

You eye the two portals, examining them carefully. Might as well test them out before you take them- if there's a mistake somewhere, there's no way you'd be able to fix it. You quickly adapt your portal spell to work with the gates, creating yet another Array, and then you erect another sensory dweomer.

"These portals are just like I imagined them." You say. "Very good work. Excellent!"

"Go on, test them out." He says.

First things first- you might as well see how much energy it takes when you have a gate on both ends. You cast the spell to connect both gates. It takes only a minute for the two portals to form...

And you stare at your sensory dweomer curiously. The portal's barely taking anything. As-is, the portal would last... Days, maybe even weeks, open like this. From your experiments, portals take the same amount of energy no matter how far apart they are.

"Uh... Someone walk through." You say, examining the sensory dweomer. Brun obliges, and the sensory dweomer flashes with light for a moment. So it takes more when something travels through, but even then it doesn't take much. A fraction of a percent of it's total energy. Maybe if you...

You throw up a dweomer you'd designed a week ago, preventing gases from traveling through the portal, and the sensory dweomer winks out entirely. It's not taking any mana. The portal is taking absolutely zero mana, open like this, as long as nothing travels through. It does cost some to keep air from traveling through, but if you had an airlock or something...

A giggle- then a laugh- then a cackle escapes from you, sending Gareth into a fit of excited chittering and making Brun take a step away from you.

You're going to be the richest woman alive, if the Caravan companies don't assassinate you first.

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>>446439
"Ha! Maximum efficiency! These things would last forever if it wasn't for the pesky things that travel through them!"
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>>446439
>>?
How can we found a company? :)

Ask Kristoph "Where do you want to have a permanent portal between Tark and Romalia?" Archmage favours for transports.
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>>446439
>richest woman alive
right next to Cera?
>Caravan companies
We buy them all when they're near bankrupt, then we'll have a private army with all those caravan guards! Muahaha!

We need one more portal for inter-dimensional travel?
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>>446439
It's perfect!

Kristoph, if you want, make one of these for yourself, and then I'll be able to dial in from other places to get your orders delivered easily.

Speaking of, does a portal that uses a gate need to go to a gate? Or can we mix and match, going from a soft shelled portal to the gates?
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>>446480
>A portal that uses a gate can go to a soft-shelled portal, but it's not as efficient. It's only when both ends are isolated by mithril- a gate-to-gate connection- that prevents mana from leaking from the portal and thus giving it maximum possible efficiency. Having a gate on one end just keeps that one end from leaking. It's a lot better than just a portal-to-portal connection, but not as perfect as gate-to-gate.

"Ha!" You cry. "Maximum efficiency! Absolutely zero mana leakage!" You whirl around. "It's perfect! These things would last forever, if it weren't for the pesky things that travel through them!"

"... Er, then what would the point be, if nothing travels through??" Kristoph asks, and withers under your glare.

You turn to Kristoph. "So. Where do you want to have a permanent portal between Tark and Romalia?"

"Er..." He says. "It would probably be best if you put it near the Caravan segment of the city. That's where customs is. That way Tark won't hate you since they'll still get their taxes. You know, if you plan on using it commercially."

"You should definitely do that with the other end in Romalia, too." Brun says. "I know a place you could buy, in fact. Triple C went under a few months back, so you could buy their HQ. All the big caravans have no need for it."

You'll definitely need more of these. You don't have the money to buy more gates from Kristoph, and favors will only take you so far. You might be able to cut some kind of deal with him... Or you could make your own company. With just a single gate pair from capital to capital you'll get... Well, you'll get rich enough to buy whatever you want.

You just need to figure out how to do that.

"Triple C?" Kristoph asks.

"The Crimson Caravan Company." Brun says. "I did a bit of work for them. They mostly just took stuff to remote villages out in Romalia."

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>>446500
>crimson caravan
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>>446506
>Far Go Traders are still doing very well, being one of the largest in Romalia, and the Water Merchants- who mostly deal with village-to-village transports- are recovering from a bad Fire Wolf pack that took down one of their shipments.
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>>446500
Well, I am probably going to buy that building, caravans are going to hate me.
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>>446500
If only we were an archmage, and didn't have to worry about pesky things like taxation and permits.
But i guess it's fine to pay a bit, since our outlays are so low.

Should we go explore talk whole were here? Maybe we can find an empty warehouse.
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"Well, I probably will buy that building." You say. If nobody wants it, then it should be pretty cheap. "Do you want to explore Tark while we're here, Brun?"

"Sure." She says.

"Do you ladies mind if I join you?" Kristoph asks. "I know the city like the back of my hand, and it's common for newcomers to get a little lost at first."

"I don't mind." You say. "Brun?"

"Go ahead." She says.

"Then let's go, shall we?" He asks.

Tark's capital is almost more confusing when the three- four, counting Gareth- make your way down the tower and into the roads themselves. Most of them are partially or completely submerged, with bare lightbulbs lighting up the tunnels as you walk. Kristoph gives you a vague tour of the city, explaining the origins of the city- when the Tarkan clans found an oasis in the desert, and quickly began to fight over it for centuries. Eventually, they united and built the city. The purpose of the mostly-underground structures was to keep foods cool, underground, and keep most of the heat away. It wouldn't be possible to build an entire city out of clay like this, if it weren't for the city's specific geography. The oasis is only better than it was before, with wizards finding and merging underground streams together.

The reason for the smog, you find out, is because enough electricity for an entire city is hard to generate when you don't have archmage Sirius and his matter-to-energy conversion magic taking care of it- instead using their oasis to generate steam, and steam to power. Apparently there's a much higher pay for untrained wizards to charge electricity dweomers, but that barely makes a dent in the city's power draw.

Unlike Romalia's extensive wall barrier to keep the monsters out, Tark has no kind of wall or seperation from the outside world. It's the sheer size of the desert that prevents monsters from reaching the city. It's too hot for most creatures to survive, and the few that do get big enough to threaten the city are easily slain by hunters long before they can hurt anybody.

The warehouses and caravans are underground, near a large tunnel heading northward. This is the main entrance and exit to the city. The tunnel was comfortable, and in some places had rails for trains or carts to move along it, so that carvans can move underneath the worst and deadliest parts of the desert and head toward the ocean, and from there, use ships to get to the coastal villages. There is a rather small warehouse in a deep corner near the tunnel and it's only a few thousand ecu to purchase. You don't have enough to buy it outright, but you have enough for a deposit.

"This is an interesting city." Brun says. "But it feels like most people never see the sun."

"Oh, don't worry, Miss Brun." Kristoph says "Most of the residential stuff may be underground, but most public services- bathhouses, cafes, shops and such- are aboveground. Summers get murderous, though, and that's when the last thing you want is to go above ground."

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>>446560
I think we should hold off on opening our portal company until we're an archmage officially. No need to rock the boat yet.
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>>446571
We honestly need the money which such a company would bring in. Portal rings be expensive yo.
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>>446582
It's not like we need a lot of portal rings yet.
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>>446583
No, but our experiments with portal-based Portable Holes will require smaller Portal Rings, which is bound to be expensive.
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>There is a design you have in mind that's about the size and shape of a hand mirror, but you haven't gotten around to making it yet. You can make it out of simple iron and gold... But first you need to do more experiments on Nothing-space.

You make a note of the warehouse, but you don't come to any particular decision yet.

The residents of Tark seem to be rather friendly, considering you're hanging out with Kristoph. In Romalia, everybody would be quietly respectful, keeping their distance from the archmage, only looking on curiously. But here in Tark, you're swarmed, now and then, with people greeting Kristoph and being friendly. Eventually, you discover why.

Kristoph is friendly. He greets everybody, signs autographs... He even made a beautiful pendant- some religious symbol- out of orichalium for a young girl who asked for it. Cafe owners offer him free meals- one of which he takes them up on, taking you and Brun out for lunch. He's also a shameless flirt, now and then, complimenting the young women who come by to ask for autographs, but he doesn't mean anything by it and nobody seems offended. Other people, it seems like he knows them by name- apparently having met them on a previous outing.

"These folks seem rather... forward to an archmage." Brun says. "At least compared to the folks in Romalia."

"I wouldn't want that." Kristoph says. "I prefer making friends than to be... worshipped."

"Seems tiring." You say. "Like you never get time for yourself."

"On the contrary, I find it enjoyable." He says. "I like meeting new people."

"Silly extroverts." You say, and Kristoph just chuckles.

You, Brun, Gareth, and Kristoph settle down to eat.

The sun reaches it's zenith, the sky a brilliant red, and you start to eat. You've never had ice cream before- apparently a tark specialty- and it's delicious. You'll have to take some home for Ishelda.

Today has been another good day on a long streak of good days... and your future is looking bright.

>End of session!
>I would normally let things go a bit longer, but apparently this late on a friday folks are out and about doing non-quest things. Oh well!
>Thanks for coming, folks.
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>>446560
We should patent a hands-free parasol dweomer. Something that casts a shadow, and blocks Uv. And if we make it waterproof it can be sold back home too!
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>>446702
Those kinds of dweomers already exist, and they're pretty common. Most wizards can figure that kind of thing out for themselves. Or, well, they could go to /mg/'s 'dweomers general' or a few sites specifically to search for certain dweomers.

The problem is that non-wizards can't use or charge dweomers without learning to manipulate mana, so it's hard to market something like that.
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>>446676
Thanks for running, exa!

I really enjoyed the tark description! Sounds like a fun place.

I am assuming nobody has working solar power?you can get really neat designs with mirror fields and liquid salts IRL, so I would imagine a wizard could harness some of that energy.
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>>446676
>...and your future is looking bright.

Looks like we're going to encounter a wrench in the works soon. We should get ready.
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>>446676
Thanks for running
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>>446718
Tark actually has working solar power. A lot of the uppermost domes have panels. But as for solar power for magic... One thing about magic is that it's impossible to convert non-mana energies to mana. You can turn mana into heat, but you can't turn heat into mana. So there's no real way for a wizard to harness sunlight like that.

Tark also has an extensive subway system for travel. Nowhere near as many personal vehicles than Romalia, due to the city's design.

>>446759
Hehehehehe

>>446765
You're welcome! Thanks for coming by and hanging out.
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We should make the city pay us for talking to Sirius about powering Tark, and pay us for transporting him there. Could make a substantial amount of money just ferrying him around to make his specialized dweomers, at almost no cost to us.
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>>446779
If sirus hasn't already contracted himself out then there's probably a good
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>>446842
Good reason, I assume? Mind, there's the possibility that his reasoning is something along the lines of "travel is a stone bitch."
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>>446676
>>I would normally let things go a bit longer, but apparently this late on a friday folks are out and about doing non-quest things. Oh well!
I'm sorry Exa. Friday Night Magic lured me away from you!

Thanks for the run.

For the record guys, I think the setting up a company thing could be done before we make it official. It'll make it much easier to fund our research to get further on with our thesis. []And to find a cute book for us to marry.[]

If people are still opposed to it, at least we can already make preparations so we can immediately start it the moment we graduate.
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>>446676
>warehouse
I think setting up a company is a good idea (like >>447042 suggested), "Angwaz Interdimensional" :). All those mithril stuff and buying monster components to test their effects of Hermectic magic - that's expensive...

I like the idea that we setup Gates in the capital cities and leave the small stuff to Caravan companies.
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>>446676
>>End of session!
Missing the end of these sessions, because timezones, but I enjoy reading up! Thank you for running this quest!

Waiting for Queen Jasmine, First of her Name, Ruler of all Dimensions, Catpeople and Lizardmen! :)
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>>446766
>but you can't convert non-mana energy into mana
I bet that's what they said about matter before Sirius got matter destruction and creation worked out. They're all just quitters.
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>>447963
I wholeheartedly agree.
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>>447042
>>447042
We just need to put out an ad along the lines of: "experimental travel, passengers required. Intercity $$, interstate $$$$, intra -city $. Tramsport is safe, but more experiments are needed. First come first served, transport too/from public places only. Limited time offer, must sign waiver to be participant to an experiment."

Then get a disposable email that's official looking, so we can ditch it for a better system when we have more funds. Might have to brave /g/ if jasmine doesn't know how to do small business accounting.

Do you think /g/ and /mg/ get along?
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Also, are we going to talk to Cera or just not bother? We could have a stranglehold on the market...at least as long as, again, someone doesn't try to assassinate us.
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>>448301
I'm not really worried about Cera, other than people trying to assassinate her and us because we broke the caravan system.
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>>448069
That makes sense. Since we haven't "published" yet. it's probably frowned upon to use what is in theory an unproven method of magic to make money etc.
Of course, us being an archmage would negate that, but we don't want that known just yet...

>>448328
That's gonna be an issue if we try that yeah. I get the feeling Jaz is gonna have to be even more paranoid soon.
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>>448301
I feel like it would be important to form an alliance with her. She's a Magus, so she has "official" credibility, which could help us with our business venture. Avoiding competition with her would also give us a much needed ally against the caravan companies, while also giving us a good rep with her dad.
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>>448800
We would have to pitch it well, and grant each exclusivity. Like, we would have to limit what we choose to portal up to a certain size or weight, and focus on people.

Personally I think it would be better to sell our services to communities: get the government's of the cities to pay for and upkeep portals in their town squares, or near a checkpoint or whatever, and then do our other services as chartered trips on demand.

Personal teleporting are the easiest for us, in terms of mana spent, but they are range limited and require our personal time to cast. Portals are much more fire and forget. Once we cast them we can scooch off to the next job.



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