Tricks & Giblets imaginarium: Butcher Shop and Alchemy
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Graf
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Graf could be found within widu humming happily to himself as he hobbled on his cane exploring the slums and streets of WIdu. To those who didnt know him he looked like any beggar, dressed in loose and half shredded and dirty clothing; not to mention half burned from Grafs many experiments. His hair and beard were also half singed and wild sticking up in all directions. He even had icing from last nights tavern cake still interwoven in his grey white beard. He was in this state as he hobbled down the dark ally taking the oh so wonderful treasures from all the doors....DOORKNOBS! He had a nice collection of doorknobs as it was, so decided to go into the next building to explore. That building just so happened to be Teide's place! Graf proceeded to enter Teide's little shop and explore all the treasures that happened to be there, never mind how dengerous they possibly were he was fascinated with them all! He hobbled up to the counter and spotted a BELL!! He proceeded to happily ding ding giggling all the while till whoever owned this fine place came.
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Teide
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Teide was checking a ward in the corner of her roof in the backroom. When the door opened and the bell was rung twice a dozen times. The surprise though of the assault to to her bell did cause her to look away at a vital moment. With a zing Teide felt a shock run through her. Poof! She blinked and smelled something burning. Oh it was her hair....ah well. She hopped off the ladder and wiped her blackened hands on a handkerchief. Whoever was ringing that bell was ringing it like a madman. Her favourite sort of customer was the eager and somewhat crazy sort. They usually bought lots and the most interesting items. Of course her most dangerous and impressive items were not up front so she didn't rush but what items she did keep out there were more a harm to the careless than to her..besides she had all sort of wards, glyphs and systems in place. Inter-dimension devices...all sorts of goodies. There was also a book on inventory on the counter for someone to read up on the more interesting items she had in store to distract someone. Well they had been waiting long enough. Sporting a fabulous new shock-wave perm she came from the back room and saw Graf. A smile lit her face, "Grandpa! What can I do for my favourite Magic Man?" she rolled up her sleeves and cracked her knuckles.
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Graf
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Graf was seemingly having the time of his life dinging that bell when Teide came in. He looked up at Teide with a surprised look on his face. He had completely forgotten where he was with the distraction of the bell.
His face broke out into a delighted grin "Teide! What are you doing here?!?! Do you work here?!"
Graf looked around for a moment his face frowning in confusion then bursts into giggles as he remembers again why he was here. "Ah yes! Teide i need a list of items for my research and experiments!"
He opens the tiny bag around his waist and digs in it oblivious to the fact that a swarm of tiny black creatures fly out and begin gibbering excitedly as they began wrecking havoc in the shop; swinging off things hanging from the ceiling, shredding paper and throwing other items at each other and at himself and teide.
One creature even went so far as to pick up a tool from a shelf and figured out how to press the button, causing a electric charge to spark on the end of it. He begin chasing the others with it, shocking them, cackling and gibbering in munchkin voices.
The creatures had humanoid like bodies with shiny plate like shells similar to black scorpions as well as a scorpion tail, clear black wings similar to a dragonflies and large yellow orbs as eyes taking up the majority of their face and a small evil mouth filled with tiny pointed teeth.
Graf grinned and stood up streight as he pulled out a large roll of parchment with a delighted "Aha!" and put it on the table where it unrolled on its own down the side of the table and onto the floor for a few feet.
"Yes i have a large order to fill!" pauses watching the black creatures in the room "Ah!! I see you have pixies from the 5th demonic circle! Very rare!" he paused watching them for a while unaware the creatures originated from himself then abruptly began reading off the long list of what he needed unless he was stopped.
As a after thought he said "Ooohhh and by any chance do you have anything for making plants grow REALLY REALLY huge? I need something for my pumpkins for halloween! And do you have any research on reversing time?? My research has lead me to what i think is the first ancestor of Vampires! Ill show you the creature after we finish with the list!" he hops up and down, giggling like a child about to get candy despite his old wrinkly look.
His face broke out into a delighted grin "Teide! What are you doing here?!?! Do you work here?!"
Graf looked around for a moment his face frowning in confusion then bursts into giggles as he remembers again why he was here. "Ah yes! Teide i need a list of items for my research and experiments!"
He opens the tiny bag around his waist and digs in it oblivious to the fact that a swarm of tiny black creatures fly out and begin gibbering excitedly as they began wrecking havoc in the shop; swinging off things hanging from the ceiling, shredding paper and throwing other items at each other and at himself and teide.
One creature even went so far as to pick up a tool from a shelf and figured out how to press the button, causing a electric charge to spark on the end of it. He begin chasing the others with it, shocking them, cackling and gibbering in munchkin voices.
The creatures had humanoid like bodies with shiny plate like shells similar to black scorpions as well as a scorpion tail, clear black wings similar to a dragonflies and large yellow orbs as eyes taking up the majority of their face and a small evil mouth filled with tiny pointed teeth.
Graf grinned and stood up streight as he pulled out a large roll of parchment with a delighted "Aha!" and put it on the table where it unrolled on its own down the side of the table and onto the floor for a few feet.
"Yes i have a large order to fill!" pauses watching the black creatures in the room "Ah!! I see you have pixies from the 5th demonic circle! Very rare!" he paused watching them for a while unaware the creatures originated from himself then abruptly began reading off the long list of what he needed unless he was stopped.
As a after thought he said "Ooohhh and by any chance do you have anything for making plants grow REALLY REALLY huge? I need something for my pumpkins for halloween! And do you have any research on reversing time?? My research has lead me to what i think is the first ancestor of Vampires! Ill show you the creature after we finish with the list!" he hops up and down, giggling like a child about to get candy despite his old wrinkly look.
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Teide
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Teide listened to him list of several items and purposes. She opened a small book and wrote down notes as he did so. Calmly she went to her inventory and flipped through the pages looking at lists upon lists of possible items of interest and writing them down in her little note book. Pixies trashing things around the shop would begin to grow frustrated as some objects refused to be smashed. Others would have their digits fried on wards, while others delighted in the simple joy of re smashing objects that repaired themselves. Some of the pixies got themselves captured as they opened certain bottles that sucked them in a sealed them up tight. Teide was delighted to have pixies from the 5th demonic circle now. Valuable commodity but she wasn't aware pixies were abyssal or infernal since most came from the astral or fey plains. Intriguing. She started to say aloud some of her suggestions.
"For swift and enormous plant growth I might suggest some of our crystallized beanstalk sugar cubes. For time reversal I've been looking into Albion will orbs and their fluctuations. Or were you looking into actual time travel. As for vampires well that depends on the bloodlines really. Are we talking native secfenian species or imported varieties? For native are you looking into the original Night Mother or Hephastion?"
"For swift and enormous plant growth I might suggest some of our crystallized beanstalk sugar cubes. For time reversal I've been looking into Albion will orbs and their fluctuations. Or were you looking into actual time travel. As for vampires well that depends on the bloodlines really. Are we talking native secfenian species or imported varieties? For native are you looking into the original Night Mother or Hephastion?"
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Silence
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In all of the magic people that Alder knew, Teide was the only one who both knew enough to fulfil his needs and who was willing to help, even if it did involve some jingling of money... what luck that Karcier had been nice enough to give him money for some unknown reason... anyway, back onto the more important matters, Alder needed a few things.
Standing outside Teide's shop as he saw what appeared to be a disorganised break in of the place, he wasn't quite sure that this really was the best place to be... the chaos was being controlled by Teide's magical defences admittedly, but he was fairly sure that one of those imps was going to blow something up pretty soon if this kept up.
Well, what else was he supposed to expect when Graf was in the area? He could have waited, but if he was going to be diving into this world of things that were beyond his experience with anything he had confronted up till this time, he was going to be at a real disadvantage if he spent all of his time testing it with his toes rather than just diving in head first and seeing what would happen. No, he was thoroughly involved now, and compared to the risks he would need to take in the future, this was nothing. In fact, understanding and experiencing this kind of thing might actually limit future risk. Therefore, Alder took a deep breath and pushed open the door. As he did so, his vision was momentarily obscured from the chaos that was happening inside and so he had no idea that an indestructible vase was heading straight towards where his head would soon be.
"Hey, Teide, if yer not too busy, I was-" he entered the room and almost instantly was hit by a low flying vase to the head. Alder was thrown from the shop by the energy that the vase crackled with as it hit his face. To those inside, the door would have opened, he would have made half a step into the room, and then would have been thrown back outside far further than you would have expected if that was a normal vase. The vase meanwhile, after hitting him, just hung there in the air, defying all things that would pull it down to just come and try to do so.
Alder lay in the street on his back, slightly stunned by the fact that a fairy or imp or whatever it was had just thrown a magic vase at him, more stunned by the shock of entering a room and instantly being thrown out of it again, and even more stunned by the fact that he had just taken no small blow to the head.
Still, he'd had worse. After picking himself up and waiting for the world to stop moving under his feet, he tried again, this time to find that the pixies had decided that it would be a great game to throw things at this new intruder.
Within moments, Alder was crouched behind a low shelf as objects bounced around him... Well, this was probably the best chance he'd get to try out this new thingummy under stress.
There was no chanting or dramatically pointing, Alder simply removed the driving force from a very quickly moving and rather heavy looking book, stood up, caught the now weightless and momentumless object with ease as it quite literally had nothing driving it forward any more, tossed it back, and then gave the driving force back to it, his skin seeming to ripple as he absorbed the force into himself and then allowed it to go back into the book. The book itself took one pixie cleanly out of the air. Unlike Alder, they had not previously taken many blows to the head and so did not get back up.
The pixies, upon seeing their plaything fight back, seemed to lose interest in that game.
"Right... now that's sorted." Alder winced as the pain from using what magic he was able to manipulate set in. "Now that that's sorted... I-" He sat down on the floor to avoid fainting.
"Now that they aint throwing things at me, I'll ask if yeh have anything on reversin necromancy... like how teh get rid of it if somebody's got bitten by an undead or something... oh, and something on how teh find where yer speciality in magic is... did I say that right? I mean, I read a book that said everybody is different and leans towards certain areas over others just cause they were born that way, or their life has made em lean that way, but it didn't really say how teh find out how yeh lean... Oh, and do yeh have a book on like... making things easier or harder teh stop and stuff with magic? Cause right now, that's about the only thing I've figured that I lean towards at all... Problem is, although I've found a whole lot of things on throwing things around or just forcing them one way or another, I can't really do that... more like ah... well, taking away whatever's pushing it forward so that it stops when it comes up against something like."
Alder of course, had never really integrated into society, so the idea of a queue had never occurred to him. "If yer not too busy with him that is... sorry, I should probably just let yeh finish one thing at a time."
Standing outside Teide's shop as he saw what appeared to be a disorganised break in of the place, he wasn't quite sure that this really was the best place to be... the chaos was being controlled by Teide's magical defences admittedly, but he was fairly sure that one of those imps was going to blow something up pretty soon if this kept up.
Well, what else was he supposed to expect when Graf was in the area? He could have waited, but if he was going to be diving into this world of things that were beyond his experience with anything he had confronted up till this time, he was going to be at a real disadvantage if he spent all of his time testing it with his toes rather than just diving in head first and seeing what would happen. No, he was thoroughly involved now, and compared to the risks he would need to take in the future, this was nothing. In fact, understanding and experiencing this kind of thing might actually limit future risk. Therefore, Alder took a deep breath and pushed open the door. As he did so, his vision was momentarily obscured from the chaos that was happening inside and so he had no idea that an indestructible vase was heading straight towards where his head would soon be.
"Hey, Teide, if yer not too busy, I was-" he entered the room and almost instantly was hit by a low flying vase to the head. Alder was thrown from the shop by the energy that the vase crackled with as it hit his face. To those inside, the door would have opened, he would have made half a step into the room, and then would have been thrown back outside far further than you would have expected if that was a normal vase. The vase meanwhile, after hitting him, just hung there in the air, defying all things that would pull it down to just come and try to do so.
Alder lay in the street on his back, slightly stunned by the fact that a fairy or imp or whatever it was had just thrown a magic vase at him, more stunned by the shock of entering a room and instantly being thrown out of it again, and even more stunned by the fact that he had just taken no small blow to the head.
Still, he'd had worse. After picking himself up and waiting for the world to stop moving under his feet, he tried again, this time to find that the pixies had decided that it would be a great game to throw things at this new intruder.
Within moments, Alder was crouched behind a low shelf as objects bounced around him... Well, this was probably the best chance he'd get to try out this new thingummy under stress.
There was no chanting or dramatically pointing, Alder simply removed the driving force from a very quickly moving and rather heavy looking book, stood up, caught the now weightless and momentumless object with ease as it quite literally had nothing driving it forward any more, tossed it back, and then gave the driving force back to it, his skin seeming to ripple as he absorbed the force into himself and then allowed it to go back into the book. The book itself took one pixie cleanly out of the air. Unlike Alder, they had not previously taken many blows to the head and so did not get back up.
The pixies, upon seeing their plaything fight back, seemed to lose interest in that game.
"Right... now that's sorted." Alder winced as the pain from using what magic he was able to manipulate set in. "Now that that's sorted... I-" He sat down on the floor to avoid fainting.
"Now that they aint throwing things at me, I'll ask if yeh have anything on reversin necromancy... like how teh get rid of it if somebody's got bitten by an undead or something... oh, and something on how teh find where yer speciality in magic is... did I say that right? I mean, I read a book that said everybody is different and leans towards certain areas over others just cause they were born that way, or their life has made em lean that way, but it didn't really say how teh find out how yeh lean... Oh, and do yeh have a book on like... making things easier or harder teh stop and stuff with magic? Cause right now, that's about the only thing I've figured that I lean towards at all... Problem is, although I've found a whole lot of things on throwing things around or just forcing them one way or another, I can't really do that... more like ah... well, taking away whatever's pushing it forward so that it stops when it comes up against something like."
Alder of course, had never really integrated into society, so the idea of a queue had never occurred to him. "If yer not too busy with him that is... sorry, I should probably just let yeh finish one thing at a time."
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Teide
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Teide didn't notice Alder lurking outside her door because she was helping Graf. With her back turned, she searched through large volumes of books from the top of her ladder. She found the one she needed and pulled it out. Teide started to turn the pages and found the right place then laid it open on the counter for Graf to read. "This is the Night Mother Damonica, responsible for most native secfenian bloodlines. Not all mind you but most. There is also Hephastion's kin but really vampire bloodlines are so varied...you might think the undead human's most natural state is vampire next to ghosts, wraiths and skeletons. Hephastion is a nice fellow though a bit of a hermit." She knew the original vampyre was not picky about who knew about him. She also pulled out a small volume on Albion spell orbs. Teide had a feeling he wanted something a little different but this was simplistic and a fast read for him to be sure what he was looking for in time travel. The next step would be a more expensive option. It was a fair be of reading so he was preoccupied maybe as she went around the counter and grabbed a satchel of beanstalk sugar cubes. Teide placed them on the counter, "For your pumpkins." She said simply. Neither of the magicians seemed to notice the pixies running amuck. Anything they threw just bounced off a simple shadow barrier. Graf would have some reading to do and she would need more information to give more.
Teide's attention was turned to the door after Alder first came in. The line was crossed though when the pixies hurt one of her clients. With a frown Teide went back behind the counter. Under her counter was a calibration system. She started to adjusts the settings on her system for main astral fey secondary infernal. Watching them now she knew they were not abyssal. Often the two were confused but there was a marked difference. Alder was fighting his way through as she was setting up her system. Teide seemed to be fiddling with something under her counter but her ears were wide open as Alder made his requests known. Teide listened and mentally was already narrowing down her lists. All rather rudimentary really. She looked at Graf and smiled, giving him yet another book to gander while she helped Alder. "Please look through that and tell me which system is more to your liking and if you could give me a descriptive note on the bloodline you're hunting. Consider the pixies a downpayment."
With a press on her palm under the counter suddenly the walls gave off a flash of light as a rune circle was activated. In truth her entire shop was a magic circle with runes she adjusted as she needed and circles and wards within the circle. A quick flash and the pixies instantaneously combusted. Their dark powdery essences were floating down. Teide took the bottle some had already disappeared into and With a gust, the bottle sucked the pixie essence. Corking it, she casually threw it into her sleeve. "Now for you Alder." A wave of energy blew from behind Teide and swept through them. Everything repaired and found it's place as if a cleaning tornado had just blown through. It looked pristine after such chaos. Teide didn't seem to take notice of it as she continued on, "Question one, necromancy reversal. Most undead bites and turnings focus on taint or diseases within the body those of which can be undone by a simple cure all diseases potion IF taken within the incubation period. It cleanses the body thoroughly. Now depending on the necromancy, the method changes...you have to be specific about what you are looking for. Magic is detail orientated. Question 2, the specialities of magic. Scholars debate it til it's cooked but it's simply answering two points that narrow it down. Are you innate or ritualistic? Are you psionic/psychic or a magic user? Innate is drawing power from your own system some times called chi network, chakra, mana or as I called it the inner weave. Ritualistic is just that drawing power from outside yourself. Psionics use the power of the brain. Magic users draw from certain points in the system like the stomach or heart. First steps to knowing how you lean."
Teide paused to take a red pill from a jar on her counter. Holding and crushing it in her palm, she started to walk towards Alder. She held it out, "For the headache." She blew it gently so the dust felt against his face. A condensed health potion in pill form. Alder did get hurt in her store after all. That was free. "Now let's use those questions to narrow you down." She dusts off her hands on her skirt, "You draw on the power without chanting so you are an innate user. The force you are manipulating is called kinetic energy. Now are you telekinetic, that is a psionic ability moving objects with the mind.You manipulate the force and not the object so you are not psionic. This specialty leaves you as a magic user meaning you use your own mana or ki or chi or whatever you want to call it. So already by this alone I can tell what you lean towards. Kinetic energy is a highly specialized form of the fire element. Another sure way is to simply draw the energy from your stomach into the palm of your hand and let the energy go. It will manifest into its natural form. I have books for more detailed information on kinetic energy manipulation, the magical elements and more for the beginners if you have something of equal value."
Teide's attention was turned to the door after Alder first came in. The line was crossed though when the pixies hurt one of her clients. With a frown Teide went back behind the counter. Under her counter was a calibration system. She started to adjusts the settings on her system for main astral fey secondary infernal. Watching them now she knew they were not abyssal. Often the two were confused but there was a marked difference. Alder was fighting his way through as she was setting up her system. Teide seemed to be fiddling with something under her counter but her ears were wide open as Alder made his requests known. Teide listened and mentally was already narrowing down her lists. All rather rudimentary really. She looked at Graf and smiled, giving him yet another book to gander while she helped Alder. "Please look through that and tell me which system is more to your liking and if you could give me a descriptive note on the bloodline you're hunting. Consider the pixies a downpayment."
With a press on her palm under the counter suddenly the walls gave off a flash of light as a rune circle was activated. In truth her entire shop was a magic circle with runes she adjusted as she needed and circles and wards within the circle. A quick flash and the pixies instantaneously combusted. Their dark powdery essences were floating down. Teide took the bottle some had already disappeared into and With a gust, the bottle sucked the pixie essence. Corking it, she casually threw it into her sleeve. "Now for you Alder." A wave of energy blew from behind Teide and swept through them. Everything repaired and found it's place as if a cleaning tornado had just blown through. It looked pristine after such chaos. Teide didn't seem to take notice of it as she continued on, "Question one, necromancy reversal. Most undead bites and turnings focus on taint or diseases within the body those of which can be undone by a simple cure all diseases potion IF taken within the incubation period. It cleanses the body thoroughly. Now depending on the necromancy, the method changes...you have to be specific about what you are looking for. Magic is detail orientated. Question 2, the specialities of magic. Scholars debate it til it's cooked but it's simply answering two points that narrow it down. Are you innate or ritualistic? Are you psionic/psychic or a magic user? Innate is drawing power from your own system some times called chi network, chakra, mana or as I called it the inner weave. Ritualistic is just that drawing power from outside yourself. Psionics use the power of the brain. Magic users draw from certain points in the system like the stomach or heart. First steps to knowing how you lean."
Teide paused to take a red pill from a jar on her counter. Holding and crushing it in her palm, she started to walk towards Alder. She held it out, "For the headache." She blew it gently so the dust felt against his face. A condensed health potion in pill form. Alder did get hurt in her store after all. That was free. "Now let's use those questions to narrow you down." She dusts off her hands on her skirt, "You draw on the power without chanting so you are an innate user. The force you are manipulating is called kinetic energy. Now are you telekinetic, that is a psionic ability moving objects with the mind.You manipulate the force and not the object so you are not psionic. This specialty leaves you as a magic user meaning you use your own mana or ki or chi or whatever you want to call it. So already by this alone I can tell what you lean towards. Kinetic energy is a highly specialized form of the fire element. Another sure way is to simply draw the energy from your stomach into the palm of your hand and let the energy go. It will manifest into its natural form. I have books for more detailed information on kinetic energy manipulation, the magical elements and more for the beginners if you have something of equal value."
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Silence
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At the moment when Teide went to blow some healing thing over his face, Alder was about to protest since he didn't actually have a headache, but he was too busy listening to what she was saying. Well, what was done was done... apparently he wasn't going to be able to sell her a red healing pill.
Alder wasn't sure whether he was happy that he had tried all of the right things or sad that they still hadn't worked. See, he'd tried that whole, take magic from your stomach thing, and he'd tried drawing conclusions upon what he had been able to do so far. He had come to almost the same conclusions. The thing about innate or ritualistic, he hadn't heard of, but he had just skipped all of that and gone straight to kinetic... the only problem was that he broke the rules of a kinetic person.
A kinetic manipulated the natural laws of conservation of energy according to the book, specialising in kinetic energy. They were capable of addding and taking away kinetic energy to things in any way that they wished to, slowing something down or speeding it up or making it change direction or defy the laws of gravity, or just grind to a halt and not start again. While he could see definite uses for that, what he was doing actually obeyed the laws of conservation of energy, not manipulated them. He was mucking around with momentum and only momentum... no, that wasn't the best way to describe what he was doing. He couldn't make something faster or slower no matter how closely he followed the instructions of that book. He couldn't make it change course or stop. All he could do was affect the driving force behind it... and he couldn't really add anything to it. He could take away whatever was making the object take motion in a particular way, but that meant that the object was no longer affected by anything, gravity, momentum of the thing that set it into motion in the first place, any force that was acting on it at that moment would cease to affect it. That meant that it would just keep going in a straight line towards whatever it was heading towards. When it came up against that thing, it would no longer have any momentum or force behind it and so would stop.
But besides making things defy gravity, winds, the force of water pushing it up or slowing it down, or anything else short of a solid object in the thing's path, Alder could do nothing... and there was probably a very good reason for that. In fact, he knew the very good reason why he couldn't do anything. Maybe he'd work on that later. However, really, the more important thing was the undead kid.
"The undead guy is the main reason I'm here, so ah... will a description of what the effects on his body were help? He was bitten in the arm and then later started teh need teh bite other things. He's still him like, but ah... I'm beginning teh think that he's startin teh lose that. Organs start teh rot pretty quick, but are still there like... he don't seem teh feel pain, probably because parts of him for that have rotted so they don't work anymore. Obviously, he don't think he can die anymore. Still has all of his skin and rest of it, but he's in trouble. I think it's well past the incubation thingy... I had a talk with that necromancer who works for yeh and he said he'd have a look, but I can hardly go dragging the kid to him... He'd probably lose an arm on the way, and then I'd make myself some very powerful enemies. So basically, I've told him where teh find the guy and beyond that, it's in his hands... I was wondering if there is some other thing I can do."
"Here, it looks a bit like the pictures on page fifty sixish..." Alder took out a book on basic necromancy and started to flick through it "Here, like this... that''s the closest one I could find." He offered the page to Teide. The page had on it a much simplified version of what a simple non descript zombie would be like.
"It seems like that one's supposed teh act more quickly than the one which is affectin the guy is though... I mean, he's still sort of half himself and it's been quite a few days now... sorry, I should 'a come straight here, right? Otherwise though, this one's as close as I can get teh describing what it all looks like."
"All I got teh pay yeh with is about a thousand freznics and a few poisons... although most of em can be got from around the area around Cork and Widu... some of em do quite nice stuff though... don't have anything that kills, but short of that, most things yeh want somebody's body teh do to em, I got something that'll do it, or can make something... Or I got some trained beetles. They'll do pretty much whatever yeh ask em... or any of this stuff if yeh really want it."
He emptied out his pockets onto the floor he was sitting on, revealing a rubber band, a few pieces of string, a deck of cards, a few of which had been subtly marked, a handful of wooden contraptions, the only one which looked like it really did anything was one which looked like it could hold a card or two up somebody's sleeve and deposit them into the hand with just a slight twist of the wrist, a handful of marbles, a bag of nails, a few rusted knives, some slightly mouldy oranges... and a chair leg that he must have gotten from somewhere, but why he was carrying it round was anybody's guess.
Alder wasn't sure whether he was happy that he had tried all of the right things or sad that they still hadn't worked. See, he'd tried that whole, take magic from your stomach thing, and he'd tried drawing conclusions upon what he had been able to do so far. He had come to almost the same conclusions. The thing about innate or ritualistic, he hadn't heard of, but he had just skipped all of that and gone straight to kinetic... the only problem was that he broke the rules of a kinetic person.
A kinetic manipulated the natural laws of conservation of energy according to the book, specialising in kinetic energy. They were capable of addding and taking away kinetic energy to things in any way that they wished to, slowing something down or speeding it up or making it change direction or defy the laws of gravity, or just grind to a halt and not start again. While he could see definite uses for that, what he was doing actually obeyed the laws of conservation of energy, not manipulated them. He was mucking around with momentum and only momentum... no, that wasn't the best way to describe what he was doing. He couldn't make something faster or slower no matter how closely he followed the instructions of that book. He couldn't make it change course or stop. All he could do was affect the driving force behind it... and he couldn't really add anything to it. He could take away whatever was making the object take motion in a particular way, but that meant that the object was no longer affected by anything, gravity, momentum of the thing that set it into motion in the first place, any force that was acting on it at that moment would cease to affect it. That meant that it would just keep going in a straight line towards whatever it was heading towards. When it came up against that thing, it would no longer have any momentum or force behind it and so would stop.
But besides making things defy gravity, winds, the force of water pushing it up or slowing it down, or anything else short of a solid object in the thing's path, Alder could do nothing... and there was probably a very good reason for that. In fact, he knew the very good reason why he couldn't do anything. Maybe he'd work on that later. However, really, the more important thing was the undead kid.
"The undead guy is the main reason I'm here, so ah... will a description of what the effects on his body were help? He was bitten in the arm and then later started teh need teh bite other things. He's still him like, but ah... I'm beginning teh think that he's startin teh lose that. Organs start teh rot pretty quick, but are still there like... he don't seem teh feel pain, probably because parts of him for that have rotted so they don't work anymore. Obviously, he don't think he can die anymore. Still has all of his skin and rest of it, but he's in trouble. I think it's well past the incubation thingy... I had a talk with that necromancer who works for yeh and he said he'd have a look, but I can hardly go dragging the kid to him... He'd probably lose an arm on the way, and then I'd make myself some very powerful enemies. So basically, I've told him where teh find the guy and beyond that, it's in his hands... I was wondering if there is some other thing I can do."
"Here, it looks a bit like the pictures on page fifty sixish..." Alder took out a book on basic necromancy and started to flick through it "Here, like this... that''s the closest one I could find." He offered the page to Teide. The page had on it a much simplified version of what a simple non descript zombie would be like.
"It seems like that one's supposed teh act more quickly than the one which is affectin the guy is though... I mean, he's still sort of half himself and it's been quite a few days now... sorry, I should 'a come straight here, right? Otherwise though, this one's as close as I can get teh describing what it all looks like."
"All I got teh pay yeh with is about a thousand freznics and a few poisons... although most of em can be got from around the area around Cork and Widu... some of em do quite nice stuff though... don't have anything that kills, but short of that, most things yeh want somebody's body teh do to em, I got something that'll do it, or can make something... Or I got some trained beetles. They'll do pretty much whatever yeh ask em... or any of this stuff if yeh really want it."
He emptied out his pockets onto the floor he was sitting on, revealing a rubber band, a few pieces of string, a deck of cards, a few of which had been subtly marked, a handful of wooden contraptions, the only one which looked like it really did anything was one which looked like it could hold a card or two up somebody's sleeve and deposit them into the hand with just a slight twist of the wrist, a handful of marbles, a bag of nails, a few rusted knives, some slightly mouldy oranges... and a chair leg that he must have gotten from somewhere, but why he was carrying it round was anybody's guess.
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Teide
Re: Tricks & Giblets imaginarium: Butcher Shop and Alchemy
((Sorry I had to make my original post into a summary. After trying to retype it for a fifth time I was burnt out))
Teide looked at the assorted items spilling out onto her floor. The table leg was probably useful to beat a man to death with when you lacked a decent dagger. Alder was the straight to the point sort. He liked things spelled out simple. Teide, by disposition was the opposite. She preferred to guide to the point or avoid it altogether. Today was not one of those days. From the sounds of it, he only had a few days left. "I suspect from your description it's a stage 2 infection of natural occurrence maybe not magical. If that's the case you don't need necromancy but alchemy." Teide goes to a cupboard under her counter and pulls out a sealed jar with a long cotton swab, cotton balls and a sewing needle. "Collect a sample of your little friend's saliva, swab from his bite wound, should be festering by now, and just a cotton balls full of blood. Gooey or fresh doesn't matter. I can make a serum from this and see if there is any magical residue or not. If You don't want to take samples, I can come see him this evening. He will need immediate attention as you suspected. I will tell you the price after the procedure. Like a hospital...seeing what you have here. You'll be able to afford it." Teide offers him the jar by putting it on the counter, leaving the decision for samples or the home visit up to him. She glances at Graf who seemed to still be collecting his thoughts for his research. He must have been trying to give her a good description of his intention. Either way she needed to get her alchemy set ready for immediate use. The most effect cure form for the kid was probably a combination of magic and alchemy.
Teide looked at the assorted items spilling out onto her floor. The table leg was probably useful to beat a man to death with when you lacked a decent dagger. Alder was the straight to the point sort. He liked things spelled out simple. Teide, by disposition was the opposite. She preferred to guide to the point or avoid it altogether. Today was not one of those days. From the sounds of it, he only had a few days left. "I suspect from your description it's a stage 2 infection of natural occurrence maybe not magical. If that's the case you don't need necromancy but alchemy." Teide goes to a cupboard under her counter and pulls out a sealed jar with a long cotton swab, cotton balls and a sewing needle. "Collect a sample of your little friend's saliva, swab from his bite wound, should be festering by now, and just a cotton balls full of blood. Gooey or fresh doesn't matter. I can make a serum from this and see if there is any magical residue or not. If You don't want to take samples, I can come see him this evening. He will need immediate attention as you suspected. I will tell you the price after the procedure. Like a hospital...seeing what you have here. You'll be able to afford it." Teide offers him the jar by putting it on the counter, leaving the decision for samples or the home visit up to him. She glances at Graf who seemed to still be collecting his thoughts for his research. He must have been trying to give her a good description of his intention. Either way she needed to get her alchemy set ready for immediate use. The most effect cure form for the kid was probably a combination of magic and alchemy.
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Silence
Re: Tricks & Giblets imaginarium: Butcher Shop and Alchemy
Alder didn't bother to ask any specifics. He only nodded, took the cotton wool, the jar, the needle and everything else Teide had offered to him, even though he wasn't sure what he was going to use some of it for (he intended to trick the kid into going to bite him to get the saliva and then finding some way to just take blood from him, whether he liked it or not). He mumbled a thanks and an excuse for himself, then left the shop. His own problems could wait until he had sorted out the kid.
Of course, not being clairvoyant, he wouldn't know that the kid was at that moment being healed as he left the shop, so he'd be back pretty soon to ask more about this weird speciality of being able to remove an object's ability to be affected by any forces currently acting on it. By then, however, Graf would probably be gone.
((Sorry for the short reply, but I couldn't think of much to say... I'll be back when Graf is done))
Of course, not being clairvoyant, he wouldn't know that the kid was at that moment being healed as he left the shop, so he'd be back pretty soon to ask more about this weird speciality of being able to remove an object's ability to be affected by any forces currently acting on it. By then, however, Graf would probably be gone.
((Sorry for the short reply, but I couldn't think of much to say... I'll be back when Graf is done))
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Graf
Re: Tricks & Giblets imaginarium: Butcher Shop and Alchemy
Graf had been standing there for a while now stareing blankly through teide as if she wasnt there. His eyes were glowing a feint gold. He did this often when he was in his own world his minds eye often wondered the lands on its own. His madness often made him forget that he had been talking to someone or that he was doing something at the time so he often abruptly went through these trances. These trances did become useful since he could occasionally see into the future the only issue was that he had amnesia so he often forgot what he had been shown in these visions. Grafs eyes dimmed and he blinked looking around, a confused expression on his face. He looked at teide, stared at her for a moment then gave the biggest disarming toothy grin ever. He looked between Alder and Teide observing their transaction about mid way through it. He watched alder leave not comprehending that he had just missed a good 30 minutes of the real world pass him by, it seemed only like a few seconds to him.
"Hi! Why am i here again?" he frowned again confused as he looked at Teide. (asumeing teide will sort out why he is here ill move on?
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"Ahhhh yes!! Time!" graf dug in his many pocketed rags searching and pulling out tiny bags in various and unlikely places. He broke into giggles as he pulled a dark grey one out and promptly upended the tiny bag onto the counter. Amazingly a enormous stone slab ballooned from the tiny mouth of the bag and slammed down on the counter with a rattling BOOM causing the counter to creak and groan. Graf jumped up and down excitedly then reached over and with a great heave, surprisingly strong for such a twig of a old man pushed the great slab off the side where it thunked onto the floor. From the coffin escaped a cloud of air. It was ancient air not the stale kind of air but air from another time and age that had been trapped within the coffin. Within the coffin was a very badly decomposed smelly body. Much of its body was cmpletely gone but.
"My vampire! Yes yes I killed this guy many many thousands of years ago. *cackles* Unfortunately it decayed quite a bit before I discovered the stone of the Dense Mountain. The stone is so dense that time itself cannot penetrate it effectively preserving all inside!"
Graf looked off into space once again his mind thinking about other interesting things for a good 20 seconds before he jerked back to reality again.
"I need the body to go back to its previous state right after it died! I cant study an ancient species of vampire if its all decayed! Imagine the kind of secreats it can hold to present day vampires?!"
Graf was convinced this creature was one of the first primitive vampires to walk the earth and was eager to study the creaure and maybe experiment with it.
"Hi! Why am i here again?" he frowned again confused as he looked at Teide. (asumeing teide will sort out why he is here ill move on?
)"Ahhhh yes!! Time!" graf dug in his many pocketed rags searching and pulling out tiny bags in various and unlikely places. He broke into giggles as he pulled a dark grey one out and promptly upended the tiny bag onto the counter. Amazingly a enormous stone slab ballooned from the tiny mouth of the bag and slammed down on the counter with a rattling BOOM causing the counter to creak and groan. Graf jumped up and down excitedly then reached over and with a great heave, surprisingly strong for such a twig of a old man pushed the great slab off the side where it thunked onto the floor. From the coffin escaped a cloud of air. It was ancient air not the stale kind of air but air from another time and age that had been trapped within the coffin. Within the coffin was a very badly decomposed smelly body. Much of its body was cmpletely gone but.
"My vampire! Yes yes I killed this guy many many thousands of years ago. *cackles* Unfortunately it decayed quite a bit before I discovered the stone of the Dense Mountain. The stone is so dense that time itself cannot penetrate it effectively preserving all inside!"
Graf looked off into space once again his mind thinking about other interesting things for a good 20 seconds before he jerked back to reality again.
"I need the body to go back to its previous state right after it died! I cant study an ancient species of vampire if its all decayed! Imagine the kind of secreats it can hold to present day vampires?!"
Graf was convinced this creature was one of the first primitive vampires to walk the earth and was eager to study the creaure and maybe experiment with it.