Location: Luscia, Capital of the Vasa Ascendency
Buried beneath the Throne room, the Eights training facility lay empty. Designed to replicate the scale of the throne room, the facility possessed a dual purpose. The first was to allow a space for the Eight to train and experiment; the second was to act as an escape route for the Emperor should the fortress come under siege. Several passages connected the faculty to the Emperors Throne room, the first lay behind the Emperors throne opening a private staircase. The next was well known to all members of the Eight, integrated into the pillars of the Throne room a small platform lay at the base which could be used to ascend to the throne room in a state of emergency.
Acting as the last stand against a final assault, Miranda had made preparations for the force to gather instantaneously should such an occurrence arise. The formation began with Samir and Giland covering the throne room door, while the remaining pairs would be forced to engage one after the other as his Majesty descended below. From there a final retreat would be enacted, in which the Special Council would escort the Emperor to safety using sealed passages in the floor below, returning only when victory was guaranteed.
Despite the necessity of such a room its original grandeur was lacking as of late. With Luscar actively retaking more territory, the Eight’s presence outside the Ascendency’s borders had become a necessity. As a result the faculties’ condition deteriorated over time, scorch markings stained the ceiling, while indentations had been etched into the walls from Izlude’s sparring sessions.
As Garth made the final adjustments to his sketches, he began adding additional notes as Kulgan and a couple of his acolytes attempted to exploit any surface weaknesses of Samirs barriers. Covering a radius of ten meters, the barrage of spells instantly dispelled on impact, those that impacted the surface simply bounced back at the casters. Samir stood firm in the centre of the room, maintaining his position with ease, the key was to find a barrier that could be easily replicated by any Ward regardless of skill and training.
Garth arouse from a table as the test came to its predicted conclusion. “It seems to be pretty clear, despite repetition and taking Samir’s skill into account the simplest barriers to conjure by design appears to be a three dimensional bubble or cube.” Kulgan’s acolytes lowered their hands returning to their tutors’ side, locking eyes with the engineer, Kulgan scowled at the idiocy of the statement. “Any decent magic user could have identified that!” he spat sharply “Can or can you not create a device to project the same shape?”
Glazing over the remark, Garth responded with the tact Samir had come to expect. “We have to be certain Malachi, or have you forgotten the task at hand? Surely you have not forgotten that we agreed? Relying solely on Wards to conjure such a barrier at the scale required is foolishness. I can do what you ask, but I require something more concrete before I proceed to develop any form of prototype. I assume you brought the materials with you.”
Kulgan hissed as he glided towards the desk; after searching his robes he placed a small bag onto the table. Sensing the animosity between the two, Samir took his chance to intercede mid conversation returning the focus to the task at hand. “What did you have in mind Professor?”
At the moment of hearing a member of Eight address him as such, Kulgan’s composure lightened, somewhat encouraged that the generation was still willing to learn from the past he broke a crooked smile. “A potential alternative”, revealing the contents of the small bag, Kulgan held up a Crystal orb fitting in the palm of one hand and a tiny gem in another. “A Catalyst, typical of most enhancements magical energy can be implanted into weapons or armour, this can resonate with the user and have varying outcomes. We will attempt to take this same principle and push the boundaries further still.”
Tying what Samir believed to be an unusual piece of string from the orb to the gem, Garth concluded the Professors train of thought as he made the preparations. “In short, the gem was originally apart of the orb. In theory by implanting your Ward magic into the gem, it should flow through this wiring and create the shape you initially want to project. Our trade relations with Mythor has provided the Empire with many valuable pieces such as this. While expensive, our own ability to recreate this product has ended in high failure rate, making ever piece extremely valuable. If their academia is up to the same standard the orb will create a small barrier about double its size, protecting anything within its area.” Placing a cup beside the Crystal orb, Kulgan handed the gem to Samir looking into his eyes with expectation. Darting back at the two, Samir remained unconvinced “It seems odd that such a basic principle has not been explored before.”
“Oh it has” Garth interrupted “just not applied in the same way.” Nodding in agreement Professor Kulgan piped up “Absolutely! However, the study of Wards and their abilities doesn’t possess much interest from inner circles, something we hope to change. But hush now...and focus.”
Despite his mood darkening momentarily at the remark, Samir closed his eyes and concentrated.
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Buried beneath the Throne room, the Eights training facility lay empty. Designed to replicate the scale of the throne room, the facility possessed a dual purpose. The first was to allow a space for the Eight to train and experiment; the second was to act as an escape route for the Emperor should the fortress come under siege. Several passages connected the faculty to the Emperors Throne room, the first lay behind the Emperors throne opening a private staircase. The next was well known to all members of the Eight, integrated into the pillars of the Throne room a small platform lay at the base which could be used to ascend to the throne room in a state of emergency.
Acting as the last stand against a final assault, Miranda had made preparations for the force to gather instantaneously should such an occurrence arise. The formation began with Samir and Giland covering the throne room door, while the remaining pairs would be forced to engage one after the other as his Majesty descended below. From there a final retreat would be enacted, in which the Special Council would escort the Emperor to safety using sealed passages in the floor below, returning only when victory was guaranteed.
Despite the necessity of such a room its original grandeur was lacking as of late. With Luscar actively retaking more territory, the Eight’s presence outside the Ascendency’s borders had become a necessity. As a result the faculties’ condition deteriorated over time, scorch markings stained the ceiling, while indentations had been etched into the walls from Izlude’s sparring sessions.
As Garth made the final adjustments to his sketches, he began adding additional notes as Kulgan and a couple of his acolytes attempted to exploit any surface weaknesses of Samirs barriers. Covering a radius of ten meters, the barrage of spells instantly dispelled on impact, those that impacted the surface simply bounced back at the casters. Samir stood firm in the centre of the room, maintaining his position with ease, the key was to find a barrier that could be easily replicated by any Ward regardless of skill and training.
Garth arouse from a table as the test came to its predicted conclusion. “It seems to be pretty clear, despite repetition and taking Samir’s skill into account the simplest barriers to conjure by design appears to be a three dimensional bubble or cube.” Kulgan’s acolytes lowered their hands returning to their tutors’ side, locking eyes with the engineer, Kulgan scowled at the idiocy of the statement. “Any decent magic user could have identified that!” he spat sharply “Can or can you not create a device to project the same shape?”
Glazing over the remark, Garth responded with the tact Samir had come to expect. “We have to be certain Malachi, or have you forgotten the task at hand? Surely you have not forgotten that we agreed? Relying solely on Wards to conjure such a barrier at the scale required is foolishness. I can do what you ask, but I require something more concrete before I proceed to develop any form of prototype. I assume you brought the materials with you.”
Kulgan hissed as he glided towards the desk; after searching his robes he placed a small bag onto the table. Sensing the animosity between the two, Samir took his chance to intercede mid conversation returning the focus to the task at hand. “What did you have in mind Professor?”
At the moment of hearing a member of Eight address him as such, Kulgan’s composure lightened, somewhat encouraged that the generation was still willing to learn from the past he broke a crooked smile. “A potential alternative”, revealing the contents of the small bag, Kulgan held up a Crystal orb fitting in the palm of one hand and a tiny gem in another. “A Catalyst, typical of most enhancements magical energy can be implanted into weapons or armour, this can resonate with the user and have varying outcomes. We will attempt to take this same principle and push the boundaries further still.”
Tying what Samir believed to be an unusual piece of string from the orb to the gem, Garth concluded the Professors train of thought as he made the preparations. “In short, the gem was originally apart of the orb. In theory by implanting your Ward magic into the gem, it should flow through this wiring and create the shape you initially want to project. Our trade relations with Mythor has provided the Empire with many valuable pieces such as this. While expensive, our own ability to recreate this product has ended in high failure rate, making ever piece extremely valuable. If their academia is up to the same standard the orb will create a small barrier about double its size, protecting anything within its area.” Placing a cup beside the Crystal orb, Kulgan handed the gem to Samir looking into his eyes with expectation. Darting back at the two, Samir remained unconvinced “It seems odd that such a basic principle has not been explored before.”
“Oh it has” Garth interrupted “just not applied in the same way.” Nodding in agreement Professor Kulgan piped up “Absolutely! However, the study of Wards and their abilities doesn’t possess much interest from inner circles, something we hope to change. But hush now...and focus.”
Despite his mood darkening momentarily at the remark, Samir closed his eyes and concentrated.
Tag: Tirin (For Results)
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