Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Ymiden 24, Arc 720
“Master?“ Elias, Doran’s mortal servant that had worked for him since Etzos asked in obvious confusion when he hurried past him, into his private laboratory and proceeded to put reagents as well as a thick book, a treatise on magical maladies, into his domain bag.
Elias had just gotten up and left the servant quarters that were on the other end of the hallway in order to start a fire in the various fireplaces as well as make breakfast for his employer when he had noticed the commotion and immediately decided to investigate.
He had hardly ever seen the son of Ziell so worried before. Doran was not usually someone who showed his emotions openly which made him wonder what was going on.
“Don’t leave the Obsidian Prism to-trial”, Doran informed the mortal curtly while he closed his domain bag and put his cloak that had been imbued with certain protective properties on. “The wards should be able to keep you safe for the time being, but I can’t make any guarantees in case you decide to go outside. I …” He hesitated for a few moments, wondering how much he should tell the other man. Elias had always been trustworthy, but there might be people that tried to take a look into his mind.
“There is something potentially concerning going on in Viden. The Chancellor’s condition is only a small part of it, at least that’s what my guest claimed. She is staying in the salon. Make sure that she stays there and doesn’t leave, for whatever reason. If she requests food or something to drink, give her what she wants. She is not lying, but she is prone to irrationality, and she might start to panic”, he explained to the mortal who looked even more confused, if such was at all possible.
For a moment it seemed as if Elias wanted to say something, but then he just inclined his head, having come to the decision that it might be better if he didn’t know a lot about what was happening.
A moment later, he remarked, “I wish you good luck, professor, wherever you are going.”
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Ymiden 24, Arc 720
“Master?“ Elias, Doran’s mortal servant that had worked for him since Etzos asked in obvious confusion when he hurried past him, into his private laboratory and proceeded to put reagents as well as a thick book, a treatise on magical maladies, into his domain bag.
Elias had just gotten up and left the servant quarters that were on the other end of the hallway in order to start a fire in the various fireplaces as well as make breakfast for his employer when he had noticed the commotion and immediately decided to investigate.
He had hardly ever seen the son of Ziell so worried before. Doran was not usually someone who showed his emotions openly which made him wonder what was going on.
“Don’t leave the Obsidian Prism to-trial”, Doran informed the mortal curtly while he closed his domain bag and put his cloak that had been imbued with certain protective properties on. “The wards should be able to keep you safe for the time being, but I can’t make any guarantees in case you decide to go outside. I …” He hesitated for a few moments, wondering how much he should tell the other man. Elias had always been trustworthy, but there might be people that tried to take a look into his mind.
“There is something potentially concerning going on in Viden. The Chancellor’s condition is only a small part of it, at least that’s what my guest claimed. She is staying in the salon. Make sure that she stays there and doesn’t leave, for whatever reason. If she requests food or something to drink, give her what she wants. She is not lying, but she is prone to irrationality, and she might start to panic”, he explained to the mortal who looked even more confused, if such was at all possible.
For a moment it seemed as if Elias wanted to say something, but then he just inclined his head, having come to the decision that it might be better if he didn’t know a lot about what was happening.
A moment later, he remarked, “I wish you good luck, professor, wherever you are going.”



