26th Winter 516
“We need more D-wire. And a glypher for the keystones. You know glyphing?” the wizard spoke quickly, skinny arms scavenging through the mess of an alchemy ring to recover what he could out of the ashes. Most had been turned to a sort of dust from the built up djed, still radiating lightly from the ring. Alija shook her head quickly, before stuttering out, realising he couldn’t have seen her from where she was standing.
“N-no. I’ll fetch some.” The woman scurried out the lab quickly, before stopping and hurrying back in. “Um, where do I get some?” she asked nervously, glad that he was too occupied in the failed experiment to focus on her lack of coordination.
“Synchrograph's. Tell them it’s me and it should be delivered quickly enough.” With that, she left again, finding her feet pounding through the halls with one destination in mind.
Being Arios’ apprentice was… odd. Not because it was a reversal of her own situation only a few seasons ago, although that was weird too, but because of her duties, her tasks, and the complete and lack of immersion into magic. She had been surrounded by it all from day one, but she had never been taught it. She had just been expected to do what he asked, whether that was magic related or not, and had to learn everything from observation so if it was magic, she could help.
It was a hard way to learn, to say the least, but she was picking things up.
For example, Alchemy: it was all in the rings, or “doors” as he always referred to them as. Of various sizes, they were always metallic, mostly simple iron or steel although she wasn’t certain how much the material affected the magic that took place. Shape too, it seemed, wasn’t the most important, as long as it was a closed ring, but Arios still cared. The larger ones were placed on the ground, the smaller ones were vertical, which she could tell was desired, but was complicated as there had to be a pedestal to hold the object in the middle.
The most important part about the rings were the glyphs and the D-wire, both of which she was looking for. The glyphs came in the form of keystones, and D-wire was this mystical material that seemed to prop up a lot. The Synchrograph's Office would have both, the main problem would be acquiring it.
“What do you want?” The voice was full of annoyance as beady eyes stared at her, looking the Pulser up and down with clear distaste. “Don’t waste my time, fill in a form. I might get to it in a few days, if I’m not busy.”
Alija trembled before the nuit, hanging her head as he rifled through another filing cabinet while he waited for her request. “I’m sorry to bother you Mr. Etnerius. I just… Can I have some D-wire and keystones? For alchemy? Please?” After a moment of testing silence, she realised she had forgotten the most important part. “For Arios. He over-charged his ring, I think.” Was that even a thing? She hoped so, because she didn’t want to be called out as wrong. “Please.”
With a disgruntled snarl, Bebe turned back around. “You should have said. I’ll have the golems send it to his lab immediately.” With that he gave a stare so sudden, she knew it was about time to leave. With a quick ‘thank-you’, she hurried back out, finding her way through the maze of corridors towards the lab again.
“We need more D-wire. And a glypher for the keystones. You know glyphing?” the wizard spoke quickly, skinny arms scavenging through the mess of an alchemy ring to recover what he could out of the ashes. Most had been turned to a sort of dust from the built up djed, still radiating lightly from the ring. Alija shook her head quickly, before stuttering out, realising he couldn’t have seen her from where she was standing.
“N-no. I’ll fetch some.” The woman scurried out the lab quickly, before stopping and hurrying back in. “Um, where do I get some?” she asked nervously, glad that he was too occupied in the failed experiment to focus on her lack of coordination.
“Synchrograph's. Tell them it’s me and it should be delivered quickly enough.” With that, she left again, finding her feet pounding through the halls with one destination in mind.
Being Arios’ apprentice was… odd. Not because it was a reversal of her own situation only a few seasons ago, although that was weird too, but because of her duties, her tasks, and the complete and lack of immersion into magic. She had been surrounded by it all from day one, but she had never been taught it. She had just been expected to do what he asked, whether that was magic related or not, and had to learn everything from observation so if it was magic, she could help.
It was a hard way to learn, to say the least, but she was picking things up.
For example, Alchemy: it was all in the rings, or “doors” as he always referred to them as. Of various sizes, they were always metallic, mostly simple iron or steel although she wasn’t certain how much the material affected the magic that took place. Shape too, it seemed, wasn’t the most important, as long as it was a closed ring, but Arios still cared. The larger ones were placed on the ground, the smaller ones were vertical, which she could tell was desired, but was complicated as there had to be a pedestal to hold the object in the middle.
The most important part about the rings were the glyphs and the D-wire, both of which she was looking for. The glyphs came in the form of keystones, and D-wire was this mystical material that seemed to prop up a lot. The Synchrograph's Office would have both, the main problem would be acquiring it.
“What do you want?” The voice was full of annoyance as beady eyes stared at her, looking the Pulser up and down with clear distaste. “Don’t waste my time, fill in a form. I might get to it in a few days, if I’m not busy.”
Alija trembled before the nuit, hanging her head as he rifled through another filing cabinet while he waited for her request. “I’m sorry to bother you Mr. Etnerius. I just… Can I have some D-wire and keystones? For alchemy? Please?” After a moment of testing silence, she realised she had forgotten the most important part. “For Arios. He over-charged his ring, I think.” Was that even a thing? She hoped so, because she didn’t want to be called out as wrong. “Please.”
With a disgruntled snarl, Bebe turned back around. “You should have said. I’ll have the golems send it to his lab immediately.” With that he gave a stare so sudden, she knew it was about time to leave. With a quick ‘thank-you’, she hurried back out, finding her way through the maze of corridors towards the lab again.
