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11/18/2020 8:43:42 PM
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“Hm. Well it didn’t say applicants had to be particularly magical.....” Blaze follows the directions.
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[i]You enter a massive square test room, with a high vaulted ceiling and smooth, tiled floors. The walls are thick and sturdy like the front door, but appear unblemished despite the strenuous testing. Along the sides of the room are numerous tables strewn with instruments of all shapes and sizes, each brightly lit by floating tongues of flame. In the center of the room is a large circle on the floor, suspending a massive obsidian sphere in the center. Clay stands before it, checking several notebooks, constantly glancing between it and the sphere, and doesn’t seem to have noticed your entrance. At one of the tables on the right sits a young girl, sketching and doodling in what appears to be an important tome. [/i]
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"Yes, it's me again. Currently working on something for the countess, a generator that channels power directly from the elemental planes. However," [i]Clay turns to you, looking up from his books.[/i] "Some entities of the planes will likely come through, which is where your protection is required. I'll be busy stabilizing the reaction, so it will be up to you to fight them off."
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[i]You successfully dodge the attack, the wind blowing papers and items off a nearby desk behind you. Clay manages to answer despite the concentration needed to keep up the ritual.[/i] "Blast it or cut it with a magic weapon, it's more physical than it looks!" [i]The elemental takes this time to blast you with another jet of air![/i]
