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Chapter 337: Mage’s Bane

    Chapter 337: Mage’s Bane


    T was able to stand and shift around a bit more on this second version of their units flying contraption.


    They had spent part of the time while waiting for Mistress Kep to fully research the cell workshopping thebined construct, and this second version was much more stable as a result.


    Theyd added some fins which acted like the fletching on an arrow, keeping it oriented as they wanted. The orientation and construction was different from an arrows fletching, of course, because they didnt want their tform to spin to create forward moving, stable flight. Rather, they needed it to remain t, which required rather different orientations and profiles.


    It wasnt perfect this iteration, but they werent working from scratch by any means. Not only did each of those involved have <em>some</em> experience with various aspects, but the Archive also had an incredible number of ns and research notes on various forms of flight, flying contraptions, and concepts underlying magically assisted flight.


    Humanity, it seemed, had always been obsessed with the sky, and only magical resonance kept them from it, as slow flight was <em>much</em> harder than fast flight as a rule. Though, the right types of magic negated much of that.


    <em>Even so, magical resonance would be less of a problem for non-gated, and higher above the ground I wonder if there are any flying cities, like the mobile viges. There are moving castles, so why not castles in the sky?</em>


    <em>-Maybe? They likely wouldnt use the principles behind aerodynamic flight though. Id bet they use something simr to your gravity maniption, or something like that.-</em>


    <em>Yeah, could be. I mean, were using it here, and it helps make our creation more functional.</em>


    Slightly counterintuitively, theyd made the tform much, <em>much</em> more massive this time around, Master Girt taking the extra time and power to condense andpress nearly five times the amount of rock and stone into a tform of roughly the same dimensions, the exterior bing a nearly mirror smooth, incredibly hard, ss-like surface.


    The added mass gave their craft inertia, which made it more power intensive to maneuver, but also gave its motions more stability, reducing the tremors and minor fluctuations that had been an issuest time.


    T again had removed basically all of its effective gravity, which removed most of the issue with keeping the thing up, and did make it more efficient to operate than expected, all things considered.


    Terry was still sitting in his preferred position, though now he had a sculpted perch upon which to well perch, as the wind tousled his feathers.


    <em>That was very kind of Master Limmestare.</em>


    <em>-Didnt take him very long or much effort.-</em>


    <em>Most small kindnesses dont.</em>


    <em>-Thats fair.-</em>


    They glided through the air under magical power and at Mistress Cernas direction. The ground passing beneath them, and the asional creature attacking them, were different than their trip out, not because theyd killed most of those creatures, which they had, but because they werent going straight back to Alefast.


    Instead, they were making a requested stop at a private research post a bit to the east, out on the ins.


    T wasnt the first to spot it, but after Master Limmestare pointed it out in the distance, T was able to pick out the winding valley among the rolling hills.


    It was a thoroughly agricultured section ofnd, looking to cover nearly a square mile, stretched out in the dells and valleys between numerous hills, only asionally cresting those hills with some lower foliage, likely to not be too visible from afar.


    Honestly, T wouldnt have noticed it at all from the ground level, as the ins had quite tall grass as well as the asional shrub and tree.


    <em>Its well hidden.</em>


    <em>-Makes sense. Being out here, youd have to avoid arcanous or magical attention, especially around the waning.-</em>


    <em>Yeah, that tracks. I wonder what they use to diffuse the human sense to their magic? I dont detect even a hint, and I think that I should if they have active magics in effect.</em>


    <em>-I suppose well see soon enough.</em>-


    As they drew closer,ing from above, T felt a power thrumming through the air, almost behind the natural zeme of the area. It didnt feel human, but it didnt feel arcane either. It just felt natural.


    To Ts varied magical senses, it seemed tomand: <em>GROW</em>.


    Now that the valley was closer, T was able to see that there were several small structures tucked in, artfully, among the various vegetation.


    T looked around and marveled at the blend of natural and cultivated that the area managed to achieve. There was nothing that stood out as being unnatural, but it was also just as obviously too cleanor orderedto feel like some random patch of the wilds.


    Near thergestthough still modestbuilding, there was arge enough clearing tond in.


    Mistress Cerna, to her credit, set them down right in the middle.


    As a detraction, it was a rather <em>hard</em>nding, causing everyone to bounce around a little.


    The Refined and Paragon maintained their bnce easily enough.


    Terry flickered to the ground nearby, ring back at Mistress Cerna and squawking irritably.


    The impact had been enough to crack the reinforced windscreen, but a flicker of power from Master Limmestare saw all damage fade away.


    The stone beneath their feet was fine.


    The craft had bounced a bit, settling back down beside where it had initially impacted.


    The ground where theyd hit first was noticeably indented, and the grass was positively squashed.


    Well, you all certainly know how to make an entrance. A strong, clearly feminine voice floated from among the trees behind T.


    T spun to face the source and found her eyes alighting on a tall woman, wrapped in clean, but not fastidious, saffron Mages robes.


    Her skin was thoroughly tanned in the way that only those nearly perpetually outside for years achieved. Her brown hair was lightly shot through with grey, and she was on the muscr side for a Mage, likely for the same reason that she was tan.


    She was clearly the tender of this oasis of cultivation in the wilds.


    She would have appeared to be about forty, if she were mundane, but the color of her magicsclearly active in a ready statematched her robes almost exactly, meaning that she would have had her aging magically slowed for at least a good while.


    <em>Nearly Refined? </em>It was interesting to see the matching colors, as it was obviously not an ident. <em>Wasnt there a trend a few centuries ago to wear clothing that matched your advancement, so that even mundanes and those without active magesight could tell?</em>


    <em>-I do think I remember that from one of the histories. Why were we reading about Mage fashion again?-</em>


    <em>You know very well. We wanted to consider shaping the elk leathers differently.</em>


    <em>-We never did do that.-</em>


    <em>Yeah we never did.</em>


    The woman gave a shallow bow in their direction, keeping a firm grip on her clearly magical spear, which had its butt nted firmly in the soil. Refined, Paragon, wee to my home.


    Terry flickered to Ts shoulder, and the womans eyes tracked the movement.


    I dont have much use for arcanous creatures in these parts.


    He is with me. Ts voice wasnt harsh, but it was firm.


    She held Ts gaze for a long moment before nodding slowly, So long as he stays with you, I wont contest it.


    Master Clevnis cleared his throat. Now that that is settled, Im Clevnis. We were passing by, and Master Grediv asked that we drop through to verify your safety and see if you needed anything.


    The womans harsh exterior cracked slightly. Master Grediv? That old goats still in the area?


    Master Clevnis chuckled. Yeah.


    He swore he had given up on that family of his generations ago. She shook her head, a mirthful, clearly caring, smile pulled at her lips. I knew him to be the best sort of liar.


    She looked them over with narrowed eyes before shaking her head and waving them forward.


    Alright, well, you might as well follow me. Theres a kettle on, and theres plenty to go around.


    The unit and Mistress Kep followed the woman as she walked toward her home.


    Im Sae-tz, but most call me Sae. You can tell the old man that Im fine. Your magesight will already have shown that my research ising along splendidly.


    T frowned. What exactly are you researching?


    Mistress Sae nced her way, cocking an eyebrow. I must have missed your name, Mistress


    T cleared her throat. My apologies, T. Im T.


    Mistress Sae stopped in her tracks. Wait Mistress T?


    Yes?


    Youre the one who convinced the Culinary Guild to share all their research into arcanous harvest?


    T frowned. Mistress Ingrit was meant to have been the public face for that even, to most of the Culinary Guild. I think you must be thinking of Mistress Ingrit.


    Mistress Sae waved that off. Yes, yes, the Librarian did her duty and put her name on everything, but I <em>know</em> people. Youre that T?


    Her unit was giving her odd looks, and even Mistress Kep seeming interested in the answer.


    <em>Great Paragon Lying wont help.</em>


    <em>-Is there really a reason to lie?-</em>


    <em>I suppose not</em> T sighed. Yes.


    Mistress Sae squealedas in literally <em>squealed</em>in surprised glee. YOU! Oh, you advanced my research by decades! The womanughed, taking a step toward T, then faltering. Im sorry. She cleared her throat, brushed her robes unnecessarily, and smiled. Im just <em>so</em> excited to meet you.


    T gave an uncertain smile. I mean, I didnt do very much, and its not like Im well versed in the information they shared.


    Oh, of course you arent but you Mistress Sae shook her head. There arent words. Thank you.


    T shrugged. I suppose Im d to have been of help? What are you researching anyways?


    The womans smile turned to a ferocious grin. I am pursing Refining via herbology, arcanous nts, and Alchemy.


    There was a stunned silence from everyone present.


    I am, of course, my own test subject. She shrugged. I think my aura speaks for itself, no?


    T nced at her again. I suppose Id have to know where you started. Youre ny percent of the way through Refining, from the point you can get to with inscriptions, give or take. So, ny-five percent of the way from Fused to Refined.


    The woman nodded. Thats my estimate as well, give or take. I did one session of Refining and decided that it wasnt for me. She quirked a smile. That said, I wasnt willing to give up on Immortality. After all, I achieved that point at seventy. So here we are.


    T blinked in surprise for two reasons.


    First, seventy was actually quite a young age for a first Refining session, T and other exceptional cases excepted.


    Second, Sae didnt look young, and she didnt seem the type to have wasted time and resources to look old falsely. That meant that assuming she was Bound by thirty and Fused by forty, giving her thirty years to get a point where she could have Refining inscriptions, and to have them fully set and alter her physiology to the proper point, all before getting to a ce that she was ready for the attempt


    After all that, given how old she looked


    <em>She could easily be over fifteen hundred years old.</em>


    Of course, that was all guess work, but it stood to reason as she was experimenting with simr things as Master Jevin, and that Paragon had been Reforging for a <em>long</em> time.


    In truth, T was estimating very low across the board, giving Mistress Sae as long as theoretically reasonable for her to have been working on this task.


    The group started walking again as Mistress Sae began to wax poetic on all the things that she had learned through the information shed purchased from the Culinary Guild.


    T knew firsthand how long and tedious a process it was to create new formtions for concoctions, let alone for entire ns of treatment. So, she could understand the value of what had been purchased from this womans point of view.


    Mistress Sae had created an incredible series of salves, potions, infusions, and injections that moved her through the Refining advancement.


    She felt like she was <em>close</em> topletion of her research. ording to her estimates, it would only be, maybe another couple hundred years, and shed have it.


    <em>Yeah, I think I probably got close on her age.</em> Though, now that she thought about it, aging likely continued to slow, the closer one got to Refined.


    -<em>You know what? I actually havent seen any mention of that anywhere, or evidence in that regard.-</em>


    <em>Huh might be interesting to find out.</em>


    <em>-Not now.-</em>


    <em>Yeah, not now.</em>


    T almost asked why the Fused wasnt sharing her knowledge alreadygiven its sessto help others have an easier time Refining, but she stopped, realizing that there was still no proof that that was actually true.


    It was possible that Mistress Sae had already done something that would prevent the final actualization of her Refining.


    <em>She needs to prove it works all the way to the end before its right to share it with others.</em>


    <em>-Yeah, there are always people who would jump on the easier road, and I can only imagine the guilt and horror she would feel if she condemned a generation of Mages to dying a stones throw from immortality because she rushed the releasing of her research.-</em>


    T shuddered internally. <em>Yeah</em>


    True to her words, Mistress Sae had a kettle on in her small home, but there wasnt room for everyone inside. Therefore, they sat in a circle of lovely chairs outdoors.


    The chairs were especially interesting, because they seemed to be made from still growing trees, elegantly split, woven, and rbined to form living furniture.


    The Fused was winding down her excited exhortations on the Culinary Guilds research, and she didnt seem to have another topic ready to hand as she was not interested in sharing anything overly specific about her research and idently giving too much insight into it.


    Thus, into the slight lull, Master Clevnis spoke up, Mistress Sae, the reason we are hereaside from the stated one of checking in on youis to warn you that the current waning is shaping up to be an extraordinarily hard one. Are you confident in your safety if the local creatures are more numerous and more powerful?


    Mistress Sae seemed to take a long moment to consider. From the looks of it, how much more numerous and powerful?


    We are already seeing a power and frequency of attacks that are normal for five years from now.


    She frowned. That is unfortunate. Does Master Grediv expect it to follow standard patterns or to continue a faster ramp up?


    Honestly, we arent sure, but his guess was a faster ramp up.


    She grimaced, then. Unfortunate indeed. Even so, I should be fine. I will elerate the growth of my protections, which will be inconvenient but shouldnt be overly burdensome. She took a deep breath and sighed. I knew I established too close to this city site. This has been a pain each cycle.


    T blinked a few times. <em>Each cycle?</em>


    -<em>Well, if your guess is right, this could be her second or third? But probably just second.-</em>


    <em>Yeah</em>


    While T was thinking to herself, Master Clevnis was checking with the Fused, clearly concerned that she was overestimating herself.


    The woman continued to try to pacify him, but he refused to be put off.


    Finally, Mistress Sae huffed augh. I only have to contend with those who happen upon me. I dont draw them in. Have <em>you</em> noticed that youre within my aura?


    The unit shifted, ncing around, but Mistress Kep simply smiled, not seeing a need to say anything in response.


    I thought that most of you wouldnt have. I drink a tincture of Mages Bane every morning. My magic is as pure as the zeme that surrounds us. In this case, they are one and the same, but you get my meaning.


    Everyone had a different reaction.


    Master Limmestares eyes flicked to the mug in his own hands.


    Master Girt grimaced and dumped his out on principle.


    Mistress Vanga stiffened ever so slightly but didnt otherwise react.


    Master Clevnis slowly stood, looking around with deliberate slowness, seemingly checking to ensure they werent about to be set upon.


    T simply frowned. <em>Mages Bane thats an extinct nt, right?</em>


    <em>-Apparently not.-</em>


    <em>I dont think Ivee across mention of it since I saw it my fathers book. I cant quite remember it care to help?</em>


    <em>-Ill do what I can.-</em>


    <em>The tea, when drunk, surrounds the gate on a metaphysical level, greatly dampening through-put while purifying the power.</em>


    <em>-Yeah, thats what I can see from the memory, too. You didnt understand the name then, but I think I do now. It also seems like it might have been one of the bases for the arcane purification scripts for their vestiges.-</em>


    <em>Yeah. As to the name, the effectsts twenty-six hours, almost precisely, if enough is taken. If the dosage is too weak to work it does nothing at all.</em>


    <em>-And with twenty-four hours of your power being too weak to power much, if anything, any magic bound item is lost, and the Mage is effectively crippled, magically, during that time.-</em>


    <em>Yeah, I dont remember the precise analysis tables, but the rough estimation stuck in my mind.</em>


    <em>-It was easy enough. Five percent.-</em>


    <em>A Mage who has Mages Bane working within them has effectively five percent of their standard throughput.</em>


    The Fused sitting calmly across from them didnt seem diminished at all. Her throughput wasnt impressive, but it was well within standard for a Fused.


    <em>So, her unimpeded throughput is twenty times what were seeing?</em>


    <em>-If thats so I have to say that thats rather impressive. A throughput of that level is much more than we can draw on.-</em>


    In the short moment that T was dialoguing with t, the final member of the unit had reacted to the mention of Mages Bane.


    Mistress Cerna had seemed to conjure a silver cage around her mug that didnt do anything obvious before it vanished. There is none in this tea.


    Mistress Sae huffed augh. Of course, there isnt. Mages Bane is rare to say the least. I might have the only nts in this part of the continent. Theres no reason that Id waste it on random strangers who mean me no harm.


    Mistress Kep nodded once, clearly confirming the statement, and everyone rxed.


    Master Clevnis sat back down, clearly a bit disgruntled. Well, that oddity aside. Lets finish up. Im sure theres much that you want to do.


    Mistress Sae smiled back, And Im sure youd like to get back to the city.


    Indeed.


    Then, by all means, what else can I do for you? And when were done with that, there''s a new irrigation technique that I just <em>have</em> to tell you about. It is decidedly on my want to do list. She grinned a bit mischievously.


    It was going to be a long afternoon.
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