Chapter 273: This Time_Millennial Mage

Chapter 273: This Time

 T sat in peaceful stillness, eyes closed, body rxed, feeling the constant pleasant breeze against her front.

 That cool sensation was suddenly joined by a counter point when the sun crested the mountains behind them, the first light of morning striking her like a physical thing.

 She felt power in the light, though it was most easily exined as the heat the light brought to her skin.

 She hadnt been cold, per se, but the warm touch of that light eased tension she hadnt noticed building through her long hours of barely moving.

 T had spent most of the night in quiet meditation, focused inward separately on her repairing body and the iron now threading throughout.

 They would arrive in Bandfast soon, so she took the rising sun as a cue to review what she learned.

 First, and most importantly, her physical form was not regenerating as quickly as it should.

 The damage shed sustained should have healed effectively instantly, but instead, it lingered as if something foundational had broken within each cell, and her magesight was bing precise enough to detect the detritus that was surrounding her body in the dimensions of magic. At least it was precise enough when she focused with all her will and mental acuity.

 t helped too.

 The picture wasnt a good one.

 -I dont think well survive long without Refining or something like it. That is a rather unhealthy aspect to our body.-

 Id have thought the teleportation would clean this up, but its tied to me, to my soul.

 -Yeah, its a deterioration of your body, which is soul-bound to you.-

 T scoffed internally. One of the unspecified downsides of bing Bound. There are some things that cant be healed in the standard way.

 -Mistress Holly knows of the issue, even if not the advanced state of it. Well get it all sorted.-

 Yeah. It was odd, feeling like her body was betraying her, even if that was a radically unrealistic assessment. Shed abused herself, and now there were consequences.

 -Marginal misalignments in regenerative scripts, due to our imperfect nature.-

 Yeah, and with every regeneration, those have been amplified. Do you have your estimate?

 -Yes, as soon as I noticed your desire for independent analysis, I kept you from seeing those thoughts and calctions.-

 I estimate ten years until total degradation, losing roughly a year for the equivalent of each full body regeneration.

 -I estimated eleven years, but near enough, yeah.-

 Merging with the dasgannach really threw everything off

 -It did. Your biology is no longer really human, I suspect a simr issue to Master Jevins, but were aware of it before hand, so it shouldn''tpound.-

 Yup. Tell the more knowledgeable, find and enact a solution.

 -Eh, we just need a perfect body, and well be fine.-

 Well, well be Re-fine-d.

 t paused for a long moment before sending a sense of disapproval. -Bad T, bad pun.-

 It was amazing, and you know it.

 But she was getting off into the weeds.

 She had made some good progress. Towards that end, she purposely shifted the iron within herself towards the sun-side, darkening her skin by increasing the iron manifesting within it to increase her absorption of the warmth on this cold winter morning.

 It also allowed the heat to radiate deeper, quicker, due to the properties of the iron.

 She didnt need the heat, but it felt nice, especially as a counterpoint to the steady wind of their travels.

 She also lifted her hand and willed some iron out through her skin, forming a blob on her palm.

 It was clearly iron dust, but it moved and held together more like a liquid.

 Alright, here we go. Shed been able to move the iron within her body with almost perfect precision, but this was new.

 Cube.

 The iron lifted in the middle just a bit, making vaguely square corners, but the result was not a cube.

 The deep ache that T felt was familiar. Will-power and spiritual fatigue.

 She groused.

 -Hey! But this means its a good exercise to improve both of those things? Especially since we probably shouldnt do too much sparring or physical conditioning with these issues.-

 She hadnt considered it that way. She would have, but t was quicker this time. Yeah, thats quite true. Id be surprised if Mistress Holly wasnt in the group were going to be talking to.

 Ahead, now that her eyes were open, T could see Bandfast.

 She allowed her focus to shift to the approaching city, and she felt a twinge in her heart.

 Home.

 Shed been gone a long time.

 True, it hadnt even been a year, but it felt like a long time.

 In one sense, Ive never actually been here. Theres not a continuity of consciousness from me to the T who lived in Lyns house.

 -Stop that sort of philosophizing. It helps no one and can easily be extended to say that you die every time you sleep. Its just not helpful.-

 Thats fair

 Some of the outer defensive towers caught the light of the rising sun and almost seemed to glow in the morning light.

 The farms, orchards, and other outer signs of civilization that had been absent around Alefast, Waning, were dusted with snow, while still showing obvious signs of use.

 Even in winter the work never ceases.

 T also knew that the growplexes under the city would be in full swing with year-round crops and starters for when the snows receded.

 We have to eat, after all. She more than most.

 It was somewhat odd to realize that her magical healing depended so strongly on having a mundane infrastructure behind her. Well, it would, without my sanctum.

 -Your sanctum can provide your day to day needs, but it is not sufficient to replenish your reserves when theyre this low. Youd strip the space bare and still becking.-

 Thats true, and Im going to need a cook or two

 -Well deal with that, once weve addressed the more pertinent matters at hand.-

 True. Ill be patient.

 From this sky-down perspective, it was fascinating to see the bubble of civilization ahead and below them.

 There were asional shes as arcanous creatures were killed trying to enter at various ces around that bubble, but that was nothing new.

 More than anything, what stood out to her magesight was the deep pit that the city was to the magic of the region. Power flowed downhill, in a sense, and this city was at the bottom of a crater in the magical dimensions dozens of miles in circumference.

 Shed never seen the siphoning scripts so clearly before, though she was still only seeing the evidence of their existence rather than the scripts themselves.

 Such is required with so many gated humans living close together. It was certainly more efficient than keeping the city moving at all times. At least at this scale, its more efficient.

 Master Grediv broke his silence. Well be through the defenses in less than ten minutes. Mistress Ingrit has gathered some interested parties to meet with us upon our arrival.

 T nodded. Mistress Ingrit had said something simr in hertest message. This is so convenient.

 -Yes. We are going to upgrade our Archive connection so were never out of range again.-

 Agreed.

 The blue sapphire disc passed through the outer edges of Bandfasts defenses with ease and barely a ripple, and they were suddenly directly over the outer ring of the city, passing at the pace of a slow sprint.

 The walls drew closer, and T nced towards Master Grediv. Arent we going to scare some people?

 He huffed augh. We are quite invisible to mundane sight, Mistress.

 Ahh, that makes sense.

 She saw farmers clearing paths in the snow, or checking their fields. She didnt know what they were doing, precisely, as shed never really looked into the profession.

 -Do you want me to find out?-

 Not particrly. Not right now.

 -Alright.-

 They were still flying fairly high above the ground, and so T was able to start picking out familiar features.

 Thats the work yard I used for my trip to Alefast, and over there is the one I used for all my trips to Marliweather.

 She easily spotted dozens of restaurants shed visited in the past, and she started building a list of ces she wanted to eat, once she was free to do so.

 She saw the Guardsmens training yard where shed received so much instruction.

 The Way of Flowing Blood was vastly superior to what she and the guards had pieced together, but the aid that theyd given her was invaluable. It had kept her alive so many times even before her capture, and the mental structures and physical habits theyd helped to engender within her had allowed her to continue to improve even after shed left the specific patchwork fighting style behind.

 She obviously saw the teleportation tower that had first brought her to this city from the Academy, but that had been visible for quite a while.

 They were closing in on the central districts, and T was able to pick out the Caravaneers Guildhall.

 Im going to have to go talk to them about my contract. There is no way Im doing caravan runs at least not for a while.

 The Wainwrights might be a bit cross with her, though she believed that shed gotten them their moneys worth for their custom wagon.

 I wonder if thered be any benefit for Kit imbibing those

 Probably not.

 Finally, she saw the park and Lyns house.

 Her house.

 Emotion tried to build within her, but T suppressed it.

 No. I need to be strong for this meeting. Then, I can go have a good cry.

 -Stuffing your feelings isnt good for you, T. I think you know that already.-

 I do, but what other choice do I have?

 Master Grediv brought them in for a smoothnding near the center of the city.

 They came down in a small courtyard very close to the Archonpound, which made sense to T.

 As therge blue disc settled down, T, Rane, and Master Grediv stepped off before the sapphire simply vanished, presumably back into Master Gredivs untethered, soul-bound, dimensional storage.

 That is a lot of qualifiers for such amon item.

 t sighed internally, clearly aware that T was trying to distract herself. -There really should be a simple name for something like that, yes.-

 Yeah, but what would it be?

 -Inventory?-

 Thats an oddly specific suggestion. Why?

 -Well, what is an inventory? Its a list of things kept in a certain location. For untethered, soul-bound, dimensional storages, all they are is an inventory, a list of contents, that you can pull from.-

 Huh that actually makes a lot of sense.

 The internal conversation had taken virtually no time in actuality, and so T wasnt in the middle of the exchange when she saw the peopleing out of a side passage into the courtyard.

 At the front of the group was Lyn who was quick walking, pulling ahead of the others.

 She covered thest few feet with something akin to a leap, apanied by an almost childlike squeal. TALA!

 The older woman wrapped T in a tight embrace that felt more maternal than anything T had experienced in She couldnt remember thest time that shed experienced anything particrly maternal

 Oof! What are you made of these days, girl? Lyn didnt pull back, but her squeezing embrace didnt seem to deflect Ts flesh at all. This is like hugging a statue.

 -Youve not really had maternal contact recently. Certainly not since you upgraded your mind.-

 T felt her own thoughts breaking down as she curled inward, wrapping Lyn in tight hug in turn.

 -Careful! Shes fragile.-

 T jerked slightly, keeping herself from crushing her friend even as she felt emotions roiling within her.

 Keep it together, T. Come on. You can do this.

 Rane walked up behind her andid a hand on her shoulder. Youre home, T. Everything will be alright.

 That broke the hasty dam shed been trying to throw up within herself, and a shudder of emotion roiled through her.

 t had to help keep the cathartic spasms from squeezing Lyn too tightly.

 At some point, Rane wrapped both women in an immense hug that was only possible because he was just so muchrger than them both.

 It felt like a year, and also like just an instant before she pulled back, smiling with tear-filled eyes at her friend.

 Lyn simrly smiled back. I thought wed lost you. She shook her head. Wee home.

 T almost descended back into tears, but instead, solidified herself and nodded once. I cannot express how d I am to be back.

 She then looked around at the few other people around her, waiting patiently.

 Mistress Jenna and Mistress Ingrit were the only two whode closer, and T focused on those two women, for the moment ignoring other shape waiting back in the hallway.

 T pulled a cloth from Kit to wipe her face clean as Mistress Ingrit walked forward.

 T smiled. Thank you for all you did once you had my message.

 Mistress Ingrit didnt respond, instead stepping in to give a surprisingly powerful hug.

 T stiffened for an instant, the gesture utterly unexpected, but she didnt have any real resistances at the moment, and so after that brief hesitation, she epted the gesture unreservedly.

 The Archivist whispered for Ts ear alone. You poor dear. Youve gone through something truly awful, and there is more toe, but I am on your sideand Ill be at your sidethrough all that is left.

 T felt a huge amount offort from that. Thank you, Mistress Ingrit.

 Mistress Jenna came forward and gave her a quick half-hug. Wee back, dear. There is much we need to discuss before my husband will be happy with you staying in the city, but I think we can sort it soon enough. Mistress Ingrit hasnt given details, but shes gathered quite the group. The wife of the Lord of Bandfast gestured towards the archway. Lets finish the reunions and get down to business, shall we?

 T had returned the much older womans brief hug, taking it for a greeting rather than an offer of support orfort. At the Reforgeds gesture, T finally focused on the singr figure who waited in the hallway, alone.

 Child. I see youre still finding yourself in unique situations. Mistress Odera stood, bent over a cane, hunched in a way that T had never seen, her usual energy seemingly drained out of her. Well, dont just stand there, staring, girl. Come give an old woman a hug.

 T crossed the distance and gave a careful hug to the woman who appeared to be the oldest person present. Now that I think about it, Mistress Odera is likely precisely in the middle of the group, age wise.

 As a Mage, Mistress Odera was longer lived than a mundane, but that paled inparison to even the shortest lived Archons natural span of years, and everyone else present was at least an Archon.

 Even Lyn was more than halfway to Fused, her aura showing as a beautiful burnt orange to Ts magesight.

 T once again had to wipe her nose and eyes. You never responded to my message.

 You told me you woulde to see me when you could. You asked no questions. The woman shrugged slowly. What purpose would there have been in replying?

 T groused a bit but had to admit that Mistress Odera was correct. I was worried about you.

 Then, ask a question next time. Mistress Odera hesitated, seeming almost to stutter in ce. Actually, lets not have a next time, hmmm?

 Id prefer that, yes.

 Mistress Jenna walked forward. I will lead you to the room where the others are waiting. She grinned. Weve arranged for arge quantity of food as well, per Master Gredivs request.

 T gave the Paragon a grateful look. Thank you, yet again.

 He gave her a nod in return. I am d to be of service and grateful to learn what you have to share.

 The group followed Mistress Jenna, and T took the opportunity to lean over and inquire of Lyn, How are you? Are you doing well?

 Well, yes, mostly. Kannis is progressing nicely, and I left her in charge of the work, today. It will be a big step if shepletes it all correctly, but its more work for me, as Ill have to review it after the fact. She shrugged. Shes a good mageling, and she helped after Lyns eyes flicked to T and away again. I know it was probably worse for you, but I did not like you disappearing like that.

 T ced a hand on her friends shoulder. I know, and Im sorry. I definitely didnt choose it.

 Lyn nodded, giving a weak smile. I know. I really do.

 They stepped out of the hallway into what seemed to almost be a lecture hall.

 True to Mistress Jennas word, there were tables covered in food lining both walls.

 There werent a lot of people within, but T saw Master Boma from the Constructionist Guild, Mistress Elnea, the current head of the Archon Council of Bandfast, and Mistress Holly waiting for them.

 Additionally, quite a few more chairs were filled others, including by Master Himmal from the Wainwrights Guild, AproaMistress Oderas granddaughter, and Cazor and Jean, the Mage Hunters who T knew.

 Mistress Holly was the first to spot T, and she immediately pulled out a small, obelisk looking thing, and T felt a prickle across the back of her neck.

 The Insciptionists eyes widened as she clearly got some sort of informational download from sub-sections of t.

 She didnt take long to scan the information before shed gotten enough of a gist to start shaking her head. Well, rust my biscuits, child. What have you done to yourself this time?

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Chapter 273: This Time