The hoard: always (Surraruthru, 84 days left)

[Iron Dragoon]

That's the plan. Burn the day and accomplish as much as I can.

[Anastasia]

Make a second check then.

[Iron Dragoon]

Figures.

> roll 1d20+58+15 K:A
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 74 > [d20=1]

[Anastasia]

It's evening. You've made some more headway - the work is absolutely marvelous, surely the labors of an archmage of vast power and knowledge. Most notably, you can't find any flaws in it. It's a perfect, endless equivalent exchange. Some sort of flawless loop that will never end, an infinite loop if you will.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru yawns and gathers his notes packing them away.

"Elena, would you invite Kascha, Tepen, and Sylvie to join me for a meal? I'd like to have them go over what I've done so far and get their input."

[Anastasia]

The slime stuff to be clear?

[Iron Dragoon]

Yeah

[Anastasia]

Over dinner - a nice one as compensation - the three look at it. It's Kascha who speaks up first, "I think this is right, and it sounds like the lore I read about them," she says, "I heard an archmage of a particular spell tradition made these and found a way to tap into the infinity of the planes."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Excellent, then my work can continue after my tasks tomorrow. With luck and hard work, we may be able to integrate this into some of our units or spells."

[Anastasia]

That it for the day then or do you have more?

[Iron Dragoon]

I don't really think there's much time left. If there is, I'd just spend it teaching the hydras.

[Anastasia]

Let me pause you for now, moving things along for the set up.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alrighty.

[Anastasia]

Locking this as prep for Gar--Malleos.