He steps to the side, revealing a table already set with tea and two chairs that had not been there before. The Sorcerer’s favorite trick.
“The teapot is enchanted to pour the pourer’s favorite brew.”
Icarus feels a new sensation. The Sorcerer’s aura is still in effect, but now the Lead Sorcerer has one of his own. It is as if you are more aware of your place in the lead mines, more connected to the machinery and above all else the lead.
You are the linchpin for this entire operation, and you feel that control over all your creations comes with greater ease.
“ICARUS!”
The lead mines are empty, save for the automatons, but Icarus it seems has not yet returned home.
“Ah… he’s still out. I suppose I will just have to wait for him.”
The Sorcerer glances at @lead-spider
“You don’t talk do you?”
The automaton shakes its tiny head. Evidently not, but it doesn't seem particularly upset about it either.
The light of Icarus’s mana coagulates into what is distinctly lead paint, which colors the page in intricate filigree describing all the spells and magical powers associated with lead sorcery.
“Icarus… you are one of my greatest friends upon this realm. I came to see you.”
“ICARUS!”
The lead mines are empty, save for the automatons, but Icarus it seems has not yet returned home.
“Ah… he’s still out. I suppose I will just have to wait for him.”
The Sorcerer glances at @lead-spider
“You don’t talk do you?”
The automaton shakes its tiny head. Evidently not, but it doesn't seem particularly upset about it either.
“Would you do me the honor of adding your lead sorcery to the compendium? You see, each page represents one of the sorceries stolen by the Crown, but it doesn’t do that anymore. Its new purpose is to gift the power of sorcery.”
“Doing this will give you a magical boost, as the first lead sorcerer, but then others may come along and choose lead sorcery for themselves. You won’t lose anything. Just feed the book some mana like you would casting a spell.”
“ICARUS!”
The lead mines are empty, save for the automatons, but Icarus it seems has not yet returned home.
“Ah… he’s still out. I suppose I will just have to wait for him.”
The Sorcerer glances at @lead-spider
“You don’t talk do you?”
The automaton shakes its tiny head. Evidently not, but it doesn't seem particularly upset about it either.
The Sorcerer produces a large tome titled “The Compendium of All Known Sorceries.” The words on the cover are surrounded by a familiar, simple gold ring.
“This book is the Crown, only now it has a new form and a new purpose. It can grant sorcery to those who choose it. With this book, I can undo the damage of the Sorcerer War, and perhaps redeem myself in the process.”
Again you feel that strange sensation of your powers being drained and amplified simultaneously. It is definitely coming from the Sorcerer and not the book.
“ICARUS!”
The lead mines are empty, save for the automatons, but Icarus it seems has not yet returned home.
“Ah… he’s still out. I suppose I will just have to wait for him.”
The Sorcerer glances at @lead-spider
“You don’t talk do you?”
The automaton shakes its tiny head. Evidently not, but it doesn't seem particularly upset about it either.