Since day one at the collage, it has been a constant study of magic, she learned theory until there was nothing left they could teach her, and then she began attempting the application and that is where progress slowed.
Alexis would practice non stop, attempting to relearn the secrets of magic that were now lost to her, she would work for days till her magical fortitude was drained and she couldn't stand for another moment, then she would rest until she her strength returned and would begin the process again.
A large portion of the process was unlearning what she already knew, the magical theory was different in this land, as if an aspect of nature itself was different here, but after months of practice she learned to at least partially tap into the new laws that governed magic in this continent.
She could now partially access the magical strength she already possessed and apply it again to spells she knew before, though she was still limited to a certain level of power she could use.
Her handmaid,
Rhali Ka'Thas, learned alongside her though she advanced faster because her skill was more focused and she could now cast some quality restorative spells.
Saben Strahd and the other guard attended them both but mostly stayed out of the way, having grown some form of trust with the collage security measures.
Alexis Armon was again practicing in the collage.
She was in a room specified for this purpose and stood before a ritualistic pentagram while she inscribed a scroll with magical runes.
Scribing runes and making spell scrolls was an easy technique that she could do with minimal effort on her part, but she couldn't make the quality that she used to since she lacked the proper material components and the magical strength to do so, but this exercise would help her become proficient with her current magical strength until she was able to unlock her true reserves.
Single runed objects were effective for a variety of specific situations such as explosions, moving earth, creating walls, summoning water or what have you, mostly elemental in nature with some exceptions.
But inscribing a piece of paper with full sentences of the runic language gave access to spells equal to the power level of the creator without using your own magical reserves.
But without the proper materials, proper paper, ink, and
quill, the magic doesn't hold for as long without the enchantments needing to be restored regularly.
Perhaps she could contact her brother Felix, maybe he's come across the ingredients needed to make these materials in his travels, or perhaps she could convince him to go out and find them... or perhaps these ingredients don't exist on this continent...
She finished inscribing the paper and rolled it up, adding it to the pile of scrolls she had already inscribed, She stood up and stepped out of the protective circle.
All of this reminded her of when she was first learning magic as a little girl, all the work, all the lessons, it was like she was that child again inscribing her first scroll, but this time without the one simple mistake blowing up in her face.
"If I could go back and do it again..." She chuckled at the thought, she kinda was going back and doing it again, but this time without all the silly mistakes.
Although she was learning magic under different laws she still had an aptitude for it.
Saben stood by the door, slightly bored but entertaining himself with a book from a nearby shelf. It wasn't a very interesting book so he willingly put it down when he saw her stand up and walk to the window.
The city looked wretched rom there, the sick wandering aimlessly while they tried to keep the city moving, the dead being burned instead of buried outside the city, it was heart wrenching to see another city like the one House Armon pulled from the depths of despair, another city so weak that a stiff wind would blow it to the dust, the way it was now, the city reminded her too much of her home before her family actually stepped in.
She forced herself to look even if it hurt. Her whole family wasn't here or in any position to help, so what could she do on her own in the face of this silent menace?
