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Salak gave an eye roll that might have tilted the axis of the world itself but he was amused. Henk's way was pleasant and warm and Salak knew he was neither of those things and he did not mean to offend despite himself. "Perhaps peace may have been at our doors sooner if cracking open books was...

"Henk, please." Salak's protest was weakly sitting under his laugh at Henks brief leading on of Pomricks question. The smile on his face continued as the Neveryn spoke. It pleased him greatly to have his suspicion confirmed but he confessed to himself that he liked it when mysteries lasted a...

It was as he expected. Few could stand his face. There was power in that, in being obscene in eyes of others. If anyone was watching him as closely as they should they might have noticed the pull of a grin on his lips as Lysander averted his eyes from Salak's grim visage. "Charmed, Master...

*Clack... clack... clack* The sharp sound of a cane came from down the hall as a figure robed in blue and yellow with a face, scared and older in the hair than he actually was, limped an approach like a tide that did not wish to touch the shore. Salak had been away for a very long time and for...

"Then you know what you must do!" Salak said in agreement and clearly pleased with the results of their talk. The bell rang signaling the start of the performance. Folk began to mill towards their seats. "I have a booth booked. Shall we head inside?" It has been a long time since he had had...

"Good." Salak would have been satisfied there with Alistair's decision to think it over. He was not a fool and knew that such situations were not walked into easily. "All that is details. The proper presentation will take care of it. If you get that fortress to come together reliably and firmly...

"You think they wanted me? A sour old spy who hates children?" Salak gave a disgusted huff because he was truly disgusted in the Academy. "Don't fret on any notions of being undesirable Alistair. With Everl... with the loss of Proctor Ebersole and the recent new recruits the Academy needs all...

"You were only speaking that you had more to give. What greater cause than passing on unique knowledge?" He was teasing Alistair a bit with the suggestion but only a bit. It was arguably the feature that he liked most about Alistair. He was a genuine intellect and caught on quickly. "Still an...

Salak's hand slapped the table top hard. "You are of course correct." He whipped his hand through his prematurely grey hair. Slicking it back behind his head. He had complained to any who would listen about what passed for general education at the Academy. His opinion was that far too much time...

Salak took another drink of his absinthe and let it rest on his throat. He was thinking about practical applications, limitations and of course the cost of such a venture. "Once a formula is made, can anyone utilize it?" He studied the effects of College magic, even knew some simple battle magic...

"I see." It was a bit disappointing but nothing impossible to overcome. "Can you make any form of structure or is it specifically a fortress construction?" This was after all exactly what Salak had spoken of. Magical construction. To learn that Alistair had already broken the back of it in runic...

Salak was sincerely impressed. "Bravo, so that's it then, automagic construction." He turned to fully face Alistair, engaged directly now. "What of the materials, must they be present or does the runic magic also provide them?" The devil was in the details and Salak wanted to know exactly how...

"Yes the girl, Kristina was is? You took her whole hand off if I recall the event record correctly." Salak had read a bit on everyone at the Academy, even former students that still remained within the republic, and a few that did not. He initially thought the act was an attempt a murder but it...

"Hmmm." The sound of voices traveled to him, the acoustics of the cavern were handy like that. He could't make out what was being said but that hardly mattered. It was time to begin the real attack. The one that he would tell himself was ultimately necessary. Thankfully he was a good liar...

That was the second time he mentioned them. His little projects. "What are these projects you have? I'm curious." He was, though not as much as he seemed. It was a better topics than the Academy surely. Alistair Krixus