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Sivetrys's adventuring party meets the blue girls
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"No, not at all, I am capable of multiple tasks at once," sniffs Jubilost. He finishes searching through his pack, and hands their sorceress a scroll. "You're welcome."

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Sivetrys is distracted from trying to move a table out of the way (slowly, inch by inch) to inspect the scroll. It is, predictably, a Magic Circle against Good.

"Oooo! Thank you! .... Why do you have this????"

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"Because I, unlike most beings in this world, possess the mythic feats known as basic pattern recognition and foresight."

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"You totally found it on someone we killed, didn't you."

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"Admittedly, yes, but I also had the foresight to keep it away from all of you, because what would have happened if any of you crusading types had seen it?"

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"Burned it," says Ekundayo, as he rolls up a rug to reveal the stone floor.

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"We would have ripped it to pieces first!"

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"Try to find a cantrip to extract the ink from the paper, then rip it and burn what was left."

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"My point is made. You're welcome."

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"See, now I'm just wondering what other questionable stuff do you have in your pack. Are you our repository of evil??"

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"That is for me to know and you to never find out," sniffs Jubilost.

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"I think a decent wizard could probably scribe the spell into their book as its inversion," muses Sivetrys, returning to the ponderous movings of the table. She is not fast at this, but she will move it out of the way eventually! "So maybe complete scroll destruction would be a bit much, we would just need to find a wizard we trusted..."

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... She's honestly in the way with her insistence on helping. Ekundayo steps beside her, and moves the table to its corner of banishment with ease.

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Blink blink. Table gone? Oh, Ekundayo got it.

"Oh. Thank you."

She guesses she'll get to drawing out the circle, then.

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The rolled up rug is picked up and put on the table, and with that: the space should be clear enough for their purposes. ... Probably. It seems clear enough to him, anyway.

"Is this sufficient?" he confirms, with the spellcaster that will be using the space.

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Not who he was asking, but fine.

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"Yep! Thank you. I'm going to be here for a while though, I want to get these right. I will not cast anything without getting you."

Translation: You can go have more coffee.

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Okay, bye.

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Linzi's staying, because watching Sivetrys do cool magic shit is fun.

"So how do you know what magic sigils to even put?? Did you read it in a book somewhere?"

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"So it's - this is going to be magnifying the spell I will be casting, but it's not going to be effective until I cast it? It's kind of like wandmaking, actually, a lot of preparation to catch the spell beforehand. As to which ones I use, most of them are basic conjuration sigils, but some of them are ones I put, because..." .... She has no idea how to translate her innate vibes of what is the right sigil for assisting with this spell into words. This one will work with a Magic Circle against Good because it's the right flavor of spikey to play nice with the spell, but it wouldn't work with Magic Circle against Evil at all, because those spikes do not make friends. But this is unintelligible. Hm. "... Weird magic stuff I just have a feel for? It'll feel right when I've got it."

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Linzi nods, sagely. Yes. Yes, that is how it goes for sorcerers, song and non-song alike.

Anyway, she's content to watch her friend work. It's neat.

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Jubilost is not. "Come get me when you're ready to kick your hornet's nest," he says, and then he's off. Boredom is something to be avoided, after all.

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He'll run into Zan, Umakhi, and Luto in the hallway, Zan  holding each of their hands. 

Zan brightens up when she sees him. "Master Narthroppe! Our errand went well, and I can pay you back whenever is convenient for you, if kingsbloods are acceptable. If you'd prefer some other denomination, that works too - we're due back to the banker's church tomorrow." 

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(Umakhi is nose deep in a book on dwarven alchemical traditions.)

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