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And As The World Comes To An End I'll Be Here To Hold Your Hand
Getting possessed by a Brinnite is by no means the weirdest thing to have ever happened to a Megazomian
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It is, finally the day. More than a decade, she's waited, studied, practiced, and been tested, hoping to, finally, truly join The Bank. It's been all she's really wanted since a few years after they took her to one of their orphanages and she had finally come to understand that a thing like this could really exist, was to become a cultivator and join The Bank, and never be alone or small again. She had never gotten close to her classmates, which she regrets on principle, but - a street rat can't trust a street rat, and the rest don't get it. And some of them weren't going to join The Bank, and be immortal. And she's not a street rat anymore, or at least, she's done everything humanly possible to avoid looking like it. So maybe she'll have a better time making real friends rather than mere acquaintances, polite or rude. 

She is lined up, along with the rest of her cohort who passed the exams and chose to join rather than strike out into the wider world without ties to The Bank, in a small room deep within The Bank's fortress-city. The orphanage matrons are looking on with warm pride, while a senior cultivator (of the 5th realm, the strongest she's ever spent an extended period in the same room as) explains her rights and responsibilities as an outer disciple of the sect, and the dread and awesome oaths that will be asked of them to ensure their loyalty in this matter. 

She's barely paying attention in her excitement - they're hardly saying anything she hasn't read or heard a thousand times, during her studies and preparations, but there could be one last test of their dutifulness, so she doesn't allow her attention to wander too far. 

 

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This body doesn't hurt.

That's the first thing Kedri notices as she comes back into awareness.

Oh, upon closer inspection there's a few tiny aches, the ordinary noise of an imperfect nervous system, but nothing compared to the pain she was in two subjective minutes ago. It's been eight months, at least, since she felt this well.

She grins, laughing with relief and delight.

In this moment, she feels like she could handle anything, as long as it was in a body that didn't hurt.

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--then she registers the other sensory inputs and oh shit she's interrupting some kind of important ceremony, isn't she.

The alien laughter in Jasmine's throat abruptly stops, her face forming an embarrassed expression. Her eyes flick about the room, as if taking it in anew.

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The ancient worn stone of the walls and floors, the banners on the walls and the first motes of dawning concern on the face of her cohort, all fade away under the background of the burning, overpowering sensation, conveyed through the sense that is no sense - 

You can't run, you can't hide, you can't evade justice, not my justice, you'll be hunted down like a fox in the woods 

- And then the man who was speaking is standing in front of her, having moved faster than she could follow, and she's bound in golden chains that appeared from nowhere. 

"What are you, little soul, to intrude on our sect?" He asks menacingly. Every other disciple is recoiling away from him as though his aura was a physical force, though the matrons seem to be doing a little better at withstanding it - and, oh look, they're drawing weapons as well. Did they even have weapons, before they drew them? It's not like Kedri had time to check.

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What the shit.

What-- how did that even--

--magic?? Since when can humans (...are they humans?) do magic?? Since when can magic do this???

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She wilts under the weight of the onslaught.

(There's still no physical pain, as such. But, uh, it's kind of looking like that might not keep being true for very long.

...and, for that matter, like these people might know of ways to hurt someone far worse than what anything as merely physical as cancer can do.)

 

"I-- I-- I'm sorry, I-- I can't-- choose where and when I land, I just happened to wake up here, I'd-- I'd offer to leave, but I can't--"

A small part of her mind manages to pipe up through the panic and point out that he didn't ask her to beg for mercy, he asked what she was.

There's a lot of words for different kinds of spirit in this language. None of them quite match what she's looking for.

"Um..." she gulps "...I'm-- I'm a-- refugee, from another world. When-- when we die, our souls-- wash up somewhere else, some other world, some other body-- never--" something that's almost a chuckle, but there's no relief or delight in it this time "--never been a world like this--"

(or maybe people who end up here are never heard from again, a soul cannot be destroyed but also chains cannot be conjured from nothing)

"--I'm sorry," she says, and somehow manages to wilt even further.

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The man nods, apparently satisfied. The aura withdraws - it's still present, and terrifying, but it's no longer overwhelming. 

"You are, at least, not a liar. I cannot handle your problems and complete the ceremony at the same time." He turns to one of the matrons. "Please take her to a secure waiting room, for when I can discuss the matter further." 

He gestures and the chains will, not disappear, but rearrange themselves into manacles which are minimally obtrusive and uncomfortable, unless she tries to run or fight. One of the matrons will step forward to guide her out of the room. 

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She does not try to run or fight. She meekly follows the person that she's supposed to be following.

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What. The. Fuck. 

It takes Jasmine a bit to reorient to being kicked out of control of her own body. Being blasted by her senior's aura didn't help. Once the pointless internal protestations of her innocence die down, she can actually think. She's possessed, not by any of the things which she has been trained to deal with (which are few, because she's just a mortal), or even made aware of. At least they don't seem hostile? That's good. Probably.

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... what if they don't let her join. The Bank is normally pretty reasonable about things which are totally beyond your control but being possessed by some random spirit seems like the sort of thing which disqualifies you anyway. What does she do then? Why couldn't this have happened, like, tomorrow, when she was already sworn in? She pushes that thought down - The Bank isn't stupid enough to let people attack would-be disciples before they're technically disciples and not treat that like an attack on thier disciples, even other sects, the stupid short-sighted ones, aren't that stupid.

She tries to orient herself. What can she do. Can she communicate with the spirit possessing her? 

"Uh, hey. Can you, like, leave? When the binding chains are gone, at least?" She thinks at Kedri, as loudly as possible.  

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Ah. That'd be her host, then.

(Kedri feels a wave of...guilt, or reflected-emotional-pain, or something, at putting her through all of this.

In the heat of the moment, Kedri hadn't considered the threat to the host, but...those people, drawing weapons...would have killed them both if they hadn't liked Kedri's answer enough, wouldn't they.)

 

She fumbles around internally and...oh, that feels like a promising mental lever.

"...no. --not under my own power, anyway. I...have no idea what the magic here is capable of, maybe y'all have exorcisms that *work*, but...normally once you land somewhere you're stuck there for the rest of the host's life. ...I'm sorry.

--oh, um, wait, can you move? If you can't move *that's* fixable, I don't mean that you're going to be stuck as a passenger forever, or at least I've never heard of anyone getting permanently stuck like that."

('But apparently I've never heard of a lot of things', she doesn't quite say, since that seems like it would just make things worse. Honestly it might be obvious even if she doesn't say it, but.)

 

"So. Um. My name's Kedri. ...and it occurs to me that if conjuration is real then maybe name-magic is real, but on the other hand if you take control of someone's body all of a sudden, probably you *should* immediately give them your true name as, like, a display of trust or collateral or something, so I guess I don't actually regret telling you either way."

(or at least that's what Kedri is firmly telling herself, doing her very best to tamp down on the surge of 'aren't I fucking vulnerable enough already' and 'what other dangers might there be, that I didn't happen to read fiction about')

"What should I...call you?"

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Well. That could be worse. Probably. She doesn't seem to have any control over her body for now, but she'll keep poking things until she does. Wasn't there a comital clan somewhere which did something like this, trading off control between twin souls in a single body? She wishes she'd spent more time memorising the peerage, now, but it made sense at the time and she can look it up. If she's allowed access to the archives after this. Probably she will be, even people who fail thier exams aren't kicked out immediately. Probably.  

Wait, she was asked a question. 

"I don't believe there to be any common techniques that target you by name that could not target you by any other unambiguous description, but I am not aware of every technique that exists. My teachers did not consider it a threat surface worth teaching me about, so it should likely be lumped in with other techniques which technically have targeting limitations but which in practice should be treated as not having any, at least when dealing with an unknown adversary, since techniques without such limitations also exist. You may call me Prudence-of-Measures Jasmine." There, she'd get full marks for that response.

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...oh, her host is a tanyikai†, isn't she. That speaking style sure is characteristic of a barriered tanyikai.

Well. That's...very useful, but also kind of embarrassing to be implicitly compared to.

 

"Prudence-of-Measures Jasmine" sounds like it has multiple parts and as such Kedri suspects that there might be some standard way of abbreviating it for personal address, but she does not know what that way is. There's a reason Kedri left off her matronym (let alone her patronym) when introducing herself. But then, Kedri was expecting to meet aliens today (even if she was extremely not expecting these aliens), while Prudence-of-Measures Jasmine was not.

"Hello, Prudence-of-Measures Jasmine. I wish we could have met in a better way."

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†"a person whose reaction to acute stress is to suppress all their emotions under a layer of cold calm, to be dealt with later after the emergency is over"

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Both her childhood and her education at The Bank did indeed emphasize "Handle problems now, process emotions later" and in particular, came with many cases of needing to keep acting through a crisis no matter what. Her teachers likened it to walking on a broken leg - better than losing a fight because you fell over, but not good to rely on. 

"I wish we could have met a better way as well" she will reply. It seems polite. 

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And then they will arrive in the secure waiting room. It is, in fact, a waiting room, and not, for example, a prison cell. It has two couches either side of a low table, of finely engraved and enamelled wood and upholstered in finely woven soft cloth, the walls are decorated with tapestries depicting various scenes of battle and heroism and strange magics. The tapestries are artfully arranged to reveal just a little of the runes inlaid into the stone behind them - just enough to make it obvious they're there. It is, in fact, a much nicer room than the one they left. There is a jug of watered-down wine sitting on the table, and small cups of porcelain. 

The matron's spear vanishes as suddenly and impossibly as it appears, and she gestures for Kedri to sit at one of them, and sits at the other. When Kedri sits, she will allow herself to express emotions, and ask. 

"My opinion on the matter will have little bearing on how my senior treats you, but, please tell me if my charge still exists in there, or if you have killed her in your desperate flight?" 

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(As she looks around the room a little part of her starts trying to estimate the local tech level, then realises that actually she has no idea how to judge the tech level of a world with ubiquitous and still-largely-unknown-to-her magic. Maybe they're not wearing masks because they have disease-wards, who knows.)

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"Oh, no, no, she's still here! She's still here, they always survive! We've been talking to each other.

I think she can't move right now, but that--

--I guess I shouldn't try to mess with things until your senior has had a chance to investigate, that might...look suspicious or something. But I should be able to start getting the hang of handing over control to her after...somewhere between seconds and weeks of practice, it varies. Probably towards the faster end, going this direction, with it-- being her body in the first place and all." She looks awkward and apologetic.

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"... I am glad to hear it. It is never pleasant, losing one I have sworn to protect. If you are in fact as honest as you claim to be, I would not worry about taking actions in good faith. Orichalch Demon-Harrier is not going to mistake good-faith attempts to help for malicious meddling, not from a mortal. Do try not to break anything, I am fond of Jasmine and the room is expensive." 

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That's. Not actually unprecedented, the matrons aren't prohibited from telling their charges that they genuinely care. But. It's still hitting her pretty hard.

She says nothing, though. 

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Demon-Harrier is an extremely ominous epithet.

...although, to be fair, that indicator of scariness might actually be screened off by the amount of scariness he's already displayed.

 

(She also makes a mental note that her host's name can be abbreviated to "Jasmine", though it's not yet clear under which circumstances it's allowed.)

 

"Would that be...

...well, like I said, it's her body in the first place, and it might be harder to switch places going the other way. If I manage to give her control and then can't get it back right away when he wants to talk to me, is that...

...I guess she could interpret for me? Is that okay?"

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After the words have left her mouth (...or, well, Jasmine's mouth) she wonders if perhaps she should have cleared the interpreting thing with Jasmine first, and if perhaps she messed up the phrasing and made herself sound overly reluctant to share control. Too late now.

(She misses when her problems were ordinary and slow and well-understood, and she could take pride in wearing them away. It would be such a relief, right now, to simply have a wall to scrub or a fish to butcher, and know that nobody else would have to deal with that dirt once she had taken care of it...

...but it's been a while since her problems were like that, anyway, even if the pacing has abruptly gotten much worse.

She takes a moment to reflect on the continuing absence of pain.)

 

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"I do not expect that I will have trouble relaying your words.

Please give my body back, if only to prove that it is, in principle, possible, she does not say. 

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"If your inability to return to control proves to impair our investigation, then we will be willing to allow however long it takes in order to bring this to a satisfactory conclusion." is the matron's response. 

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Kedri nods.

She starts going through the mental exercises she was taught: it's helpful to have a variety of options, since sometimes one of them clicks better than the others.

Yanking herself backward doesn't work. She spends a few minutes with their eyes closed trying to gently detach herself from the front: maybe with enough practice it would work eventually, but right now she doesn't really seem to be getting anywhere with it.

Maybe something more like the communication mechanism...

She feels around in the back of her head, more carefully this time.

There's a feeling like reaching out and taking someone's hand, and pulling them forward--

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-- and Jasmine has control of her own body again, somehow. She immediately stands up and starts stepping through a slow kata to test her control, and then stops again, because she is in chains.

"Thank you." 

"Matron, it's me, Jasmine." 

The matron does not substantially emote to what might well be an infiltrator putting its cover back together, in the scenario where Kedri is a cultivator spoofing her soulsight and Jasmine has in fact been eaten. Even if her soulsight isn't spoofed, she doesn't know how to distinguish healthy cohabitation of a body from destructive soul parasitism, never having seen examples of the former and having only rarely seen examples of the latter - for all she knows, the weird superimposed dual souls effect she can currently see is what partial assimilation looks like. 

"Good. See, that was not so much trouble. I'm sure we'll get this sorted out in no time." 

"My guest is claiming this will be permanent." 

"Even so. There are clearly many things she does not know." 

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"Indeed I don't," she sighs.

(It would be so much easier to be excited about ✨magic✨ if it weren't thus far composed entirely of outside-context dangers.)

"If your people have a way to remove me from your body, I just hope it doesn't harm me in the process."

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(...well, maybe not just. She doesn't feel nearly steady enough on her feet (...so to speak) to be excited, but after a few minutes of quiet she is starting to feel curious.

She has a mental image of a possible future where these people do have a way to safely exorcise her, where she spends only a few hours here before moving on to somewhere mundane, and forever after wonders what was going on in this world.

It's certainly better than the futures where she gets her soul torn apart or something. But she does want to learn more about what the magic here is like, at least to the extent that that doesn't involve her being on the business end of it.)

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"I also hope that this does not result in further harm to either of us." Unless you actually deserve it after all, in which case I rather hope you suffer greatly, she does not say. And then, having said all she is willing to say, she will remain uncomfortably silent and wait for the inquisitor.

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Who, unfortunately, takes the greater part of an hour to arrive. Eventually he bustles in, a plain black notebook in hand, his aura entirely suppressed. He nods to the matron and to Jasmine-and-Kedri, and speaks: 

"I apologise for the delay, I had to report this matter to our head of security, who has confirmed that I am competent to handle the matter, and then I wished to check the deep archive, to see if I could find any useful information. Oh, but where are my manners! I am Orichalch Demon-Harrier. If only we had met in a better way." He bows slightly, but only slightly. 

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Jasmine will bow in return, much deeper and more formally. 

"Prudence-of-Measures Jasmine, sir. And the spirit introduced herself as Kedri." 

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(You really don't notice how valuable the ability to fidget is until you don't have it anymore, huh.)

 

Wow, he's being so much nicer now.

what's he playing at Okay, no, to be fair...if your name is literally "the Demon-Harrier", and you see another soul turn up in someone's body right in front of you, you're going to assume the worst, right? Certainly you don't want to assume that they're not a demon, because if they are that is in fact a serious problem that you need to nip in the bud. It makes sense to be concerned about demonic possession in worlds where demons exist, even if it's hard to viscerally feel that when Kedri herself happens to be from a world where there are no demons but there are people traumatised by the consequences of being mistaken for demons.

Landing in demon worlds doesn't always go badly. It is possible, sometimes, to convince people that you mean them no harm. And he did say that he believed her, or at least that he believed that she believed it.

There would be a bit of tension loosening in her shoulders, if only they were her shoulders at the moment.

 

She doesn't say anything yet.

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The matron yields the couch opposite Jasmine to her senior, and takes up a guard's position behind him. 

 

"I see no reason not to get straight to business" he continues, after taking a seat. "You've clearly waited long enough. I see, essentially, four roads ahead of us. 

The first is the road where you are a infiltrator capable of producing a deceptive spiritual appearance capable of standing up to my direct security. I am confident in my ability to overcome the deceptions of even typical 6th realm infiltrators given sufficient direct examination, but the Bank is not the sort of place that attracts merely ordinary infiltrators.

Then second, you are what you seem to be, but have been created and placed here by a third party with some end in mind - access to our resources, turning you against us in the future, provoking an unusual response from our security measures. 

The third, is that you are what you seem to be, your story is correct, and you are, by nature or character, likely to oppose or disrupt the Bank and its operations. The fourth, and most desirable, is that you are what you seem to be, your story is correct, and you are well suited for long term alignment with the Bank and its interests. 

From my examination of you over the past minutes, I am confident I can rule out the possibility of you being a heart devil, disembodied immortal, malicious quote god unquote, or other conventional problem, and your story is not in fact unprecedented - according to archival records, a similar case was reported approximately two thousand seven hundred years ago, in the year 5674 after the ascension of the Divine Emperor, where a recruit of no particular note acquired a passenger much like this case. They went on to serve as a guard without particular distinction for 127 years before dying honourably during the repulsion of the Khan of Black Skies from the province. Documentary evidence of their life was limited on short notice, unfortunately. Are the two of you following me thus far?"

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Jasmine does her best to not reflexively nod until Kedri confirms that she has also understood the matter, and to not reflexively try and model which of these outcomes lead to her being executed or exiled until the investigator has finished talking.  

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They let the last walk-in live.

...for one hundred and twenty-seven years. And age wasn't what killed them.

She had other things on her mind the first time it came up, but she's noticing now that "mortal" and "non-mage" are the same word in this language.

 

--or, wait, not "they" let the last one live: this was twenty-seven hundred years ago, it took place in a different society. (...or did it? If mages live indefinitely, what does that do to continuity?) But he's open to the possibility that she can work together with his people and he's hoping it turns out that way, so those are good signs too.

 

She'd like to learn more about the Bank and the capacities of different realms and who the Divine Emperor and the Khan of Black Skies are at some point (presumably that first one sooner rather than later), but none of those seem likely to be urgent enough to interrupt about.

"Yes."

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Jasmine will, then, nod. 

"Both of us understand." 

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"Excellent! Now, while I'm confident that I can with a simple interview distinguish between the third and fourth cases, the first and to a lesser extent the second case would ideally involve security measures we would rather not reveal to outsiders. Would it be acceptable for you to swear a magically binding oath that you will not communicate information about these measures to anyone without sufficient clearance?" 

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"Of course sir." 

Such an oath would of course be strictly less binding than the oaths new members take. Which she should have already taken by now. 

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...she kind of hates that he phrased that as a question even though there is clearly only one possible answer. She's sufficiently in these people's power that she doesn't even dare ask what happens if she says "no", let alone actually say "no".

And, of course, this involves her being on the business end of a piece of unknown magic with unknown risks, wielded by a person of mostly unknown values.

How much information can she get out of him on how scared to be of this without making it look like she's seriously considering defiance...

"How does the process work, and in particular do I need to have control of the body in order to swear the oath?

Also, is this the kind of magical oath that magically *prevents* you from breaking it, or the kind that magically *punishes* you for breaking it, or something else?" Having a dormant curse on her that triggers if she speaks the wrong thing absolutely sounds like the stuff of nightmares. Sometimes things slip out that you didn't intend to say! Speech, while it has many uses, is objectively a kind of shitty method of communication!

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Jasmine will relay her questions word for word, albeit with cold tone, and Orichalch will answer: 

"I do not believe you will need control of the body - while I have never applied the oaths to another under such circumstances as these, I have applied the technique to myself with intention alone, and it fails if the binder and the bound have different understandings or intentions for the oath. It will merely prevent speech or other intentional communication - the sensation of such restriction is in the moment not terribly pleasant but it is not painful and does not last past the end of the intention it is preventing you from acting on. It would not serve our infosec in the slightest to have a merely punitive oath - people are remarkably foolish, and it would only encourage those who believe torture to be an effective method of intelligence gathering by giving them a clear confirmation of which pain-addled pleadings contain truth."

"For you, the process is quite simple. Form an intention to abide by the oath - the terms I am suggesting are 'I swear not to reveal any information about the Bank's security measures which I learn today to anyone not properly authorised to have that knowledge', and I will touch you and apply the technique. It will be obvious if it has successfully been applied. The process is essentially harmless and operates by the same mechanism we use regarding more comprehensive infosec oaths for our own members, or the oaths we ask of certain clients, so you can trust that there is no deeper sting." 

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Huh. That is a very reasonable explanation.

(Sure, he could be lying, but also there are plenty of things he could do to harm her that wouldn't require tricking her into them, so what would be the point? And it's clear that he's not lying about the lack of curses: it seems he has an even better understanding of why that would be stupid than she does. Well, he has had more reason to think it over.)

"I will swear the oath."

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Jasmine will relay this dutifully; Orichalch will smile in as friendly a manner as an ancient being highly specialised in inquisition and pursuit possibly can.

"Thank you, this will go much more simply. Now, just recite that oath for me, if you will?" -  and when they do, he will recite "I so witness" in response and reach out with a hand glowing gold to tap their shoulder. It takes two touches, in fact, one for each of them. The effect settles onto them. It feels like a necklace of gold, currently loose and so light you could forget that it's there, but ready to strangle unwise words before they leave your tongue. 

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Jasmine actually relaxes a little, with the oath. It's one more step towards knowing what her fate will be, and a good one, if they're apparently going to use the good stuff to prove Kedri's possible innocence. She's still suppressing the part of her that plans, because having a plan right now would probably be more dangerous than not, given how far above her Orichalch is. 

"This is going surprisingly well." She comments in the spirit of tentative comradery to Kedri. 

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"I agree."

It is increasingly looking like these are fundamentally reasonable people, who are just understandably concerned about the sudden appearance of a mysterious spirit in their midst in a way that led to an unfortunate first impression. She would be glad to have them on her side, in the event that she encounters an actual demon.

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"Well then! That solves a lot of problems. I now feel that I can openly tell you that the second scenario I was worried about is in fact something we consider handled by our normal protocols for new student intake - the number of schools and clans willing to send their geniuses to our sect to infiltrate is really remarkable, and when you look at the statistics, the rate of geniuses defecting to us for the better teaching, community, etc, more than makes up for the loss of low-security intelligence. But we'd rather not have it be public that we do keep statistics on that, because it might cause our enemies to stop making a predictable mistake. There's even a small bounty available if you successfully make friends with one of them - that's a secret from outer disciples who haven't learned it exists, for reference." 

"Making a determination about the first scenario will require us to go to another facility - if you'd walk with me, we can get started on that interview while we walk?" 

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It sounds like there's rather a lot of high-stakes competition and intrigue going on within this society. Scarce, vital resources?

She really hopes her host will be able to do most of the navigating on the alien intrigue. Even the bits Kedri could theoretically keep up with are going to involve so much context she's missing.

 

"Should we try to switch back, then, to simplify the interview logistics?"

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It's fortunate, then, that her host has been trained since the age of 12 to do just that. 

"That seems sensible. Relaying for you is somewhat tedious.

Jasmine will inform the inquisitor and then attempt to find the mental levers needed to yield control. After about five minutes and a few prompts from Kedri, she feels like she's going in the right direction, but - it requires her to relax and be emphatic at the same time, to pull Kedri to the front while also yielding the front herself, and she can't quite bring herself to, actually, do that. So it seems like, in the interests of getting to that determination done sooner rather than later, that she will be stuck relaying a while longer. 

"I'm sorry." she says to Kedri. She almost means it. 

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Honestly, this is a refreshingly expected problem to have. If you went back in time a subjective day and told her that tomorrow she'd be a voice in someone else's head, watching from behind their eyes, feeling the body move to another's will but unable to move it herself, she'd be like 'oh, so I've got internal communication working, that's good'.

"It's alright. Like I said, it's not permanent."

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And so, they will move on, through hallways and walkways. In this way, they see a little more of the complex they're in - a fortress the size of a mountain, the keeps and towers and spires strung together with walkways of white stone and flying buttresses that look more like something organic, like strings of sugar pulled thin, than like the works of a mortal stonemason. They pass guards keeping watch over locked doors, bureaucrats rushing about with papers, and stranger sorts with less clear purposes. At one point, a dragon, long and sinuous and storm-cloaked, can be seen in the distance out a window, flying above a patchwork landscape of fog-cloaked mountains, rice-paddies, and the yellow of rapeseed-flower. Eventually, they reach a central tower, where an elevator of the metal-cage style will take them down from the high halls of white stone into the underbelly of the castle, where there are fewer artistic paintings on the walls, and more pipes and mysterious interfaces set into niches. Everything is nonetheless, excellently maintained. 

As they walk, Orichalch will interrogate Kedri with a constant bombardment of questions - he entirely ignores matters of practicality and historical fact as much as possible, intent only on determining Kedri's own character, her personality, what's at the core of her. And, most importantly of all, if she is the sort to betray her allies and rob a bank in exchange for fabulous wealth and power beyond her wildest dreams. He is very good at his job. 

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Jasmine will dutifully act as a relay, doing her best not to inject her own biases in as she does so. It's honestly kind of interesting, seeing an exam like this from (just barely) the outside, since she just got done with her own final round of exams (which admittedly had many other things they were testing besides philosophical compatibility.) 

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Fabulous wealth and power beyond her wildest dreams, in a place as full of desperate people† as it sounds like this place is, is no true reward at all. Once you have enough resources to maintain a comfortable life indefinitely, having more just makes you a bigger target.

And if she betrayed her allies once, who would ever trust her again? A promise without magical enforcement is still a promise. Bank robbery would be a one-time benefit at best, followed by a lifetime of looking over her shoulder and an eternity of hiding what she'd done from the people of future worlds lest they realise who they're dealing with. To call such an act "selfish" would be giving it far too much credit: it would not truly be in her own interest.

 

She is not well-suited to conflict and fast-paced situations, but she's spent much of her adult life working to protect people in her own way and she's proud of that: proud that because--in part--of her, there are people who need never worry that the fish that has been sitting on their pantry shelf for a year is unsafe to eat.

She's had her occasions of violent rage, who hasn't, but she's long since learned to restrain herself long enough to find a soulless animal to take it out on, and even long enough to let it pass unsatisfied if she really must. "Voluntarily excluding herself from control of the body and getting a tanyikai to deal with the situation instead" seems like it will make that last option much easier and less risky to take, if still unpleasant.

 

She makes a mental note to ask whether dragons are sapient.

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†'a desperate person is a dangerous person,' whisper the memories of civics and history lessons, 'people will do a lot of things if the alternative is a slow painful exile from their homeworld and their body; we ensure that nobody goes hungry or homeless, not just because someday it may be our own turn to need help, but because it is better to contribute a stable amount at regular intervals to a public fund to feed the starving than to be unpredictably chosen to feed a starving person at the end of the starving person's knife' ↩

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Orichalch doesn't let on how he feels about all this, save for a friendly comment that she seems rather unambitious, and, after an extended walk, they find themselves in a room which resembles nothing less than a hospital X-ray room, with all the equipment made of solid gold, carved with runes that glow a steady blue. 

"Now, this setup is an inheritance from our very own founder, the 9th realm essence principle of security themselves! It's not cheap to use, but one can experience absolute certainty that nothing, not even another essence principle divinity, could overcome its ability to detect deception and hostility. Even with your oaths, you'll understand if I don't provide any more information about its method of operation. Now, if you could just take a seat there." He will move around various panels and occult devices to surround and face them, and then retreat behind an observation screen. "Don't worry, the process is entirely harmless. It's even had beneficial results in some cases!" And then he will operate something, on the interface next to him and then - 

- then there is light. It's like the overwhelming aura of Orichalch himself, but moreso, and lacking in a clear distinctive character, at least at first. As the moments pass, and the crushing, burning terror continues, it - becomes more legible, somehow. Slowly, the principle reveals itself - this is not a monstrous fire, but a defensive measure, emanation from a source far beyond them. But before either woman can get a sense for what that source actually is, the energy shuts off, as quickly as it started, and they're back in the mundane world, watching Orichalch puzzle performatively over instrumentation with no interface visible to the mortal mind. 

 

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She thinks back over her memories.

Orichalch...used...a weaker adjective...when describing how harmless the oath was...than he did for this.

For a moment, she is acutely aware of the collar on her soul.

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She really hopes it's not a bad sign that it was, uh...not beneficial, shall we say.

...or, at least, it didn't feel beneficial. But...if you took someone who had no concept of vaccination, and gave them one of those vaccines that makes you feel like you have an extremely mild flu for a few hours while it takes effect, they would think you'd poisoned them. They'd even find it much more subjectively unpleasant than someone who understood what was happening, because they'd have no ability to take pleasure in this proof of obtaining a new protection.

She hates being so out of her depth that she cannot even tell whether a quale was good or bad. She's looking forward to being the her of 127 years from now who knows what she's doing.

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Well. That happened. Hopefully she passed the security-related test, because she definitely failed the real test, the one where you get dumped into a pool of profound energy and either sink or swim. Not that she thinks anyone expected her to, but the default action they expect from her is failure, so does that even really matter? 

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After giving them a moment to catch their bearings, Orichalch will start scribbling in his notebook, and tell them the results. 

"Well, I suppose it shouldn't be any particular surprise to you, but I'm glad to announce that the two of you appear to be basically ordinary mortals! Jasmine, did you know you're about 0.2% frost dragon? Kedri, you seem to have a minor clan trait of a sort I haven't seen before - are you sure nobody on your homeworld was a cultivator? I'm not certain what the trait was intended to achieve, but I think it will improve your affinity for techniques relating to dreams, planning, precognition, that sort of thing."

He tears a page out of his notebook, covered in scratchy handwritten charecters and numbers, and gives it to Jasmine. "Give this to the archivists when you get a chance, it'll save them doing an analysis the slow way. They should already have Jasmine on record, but another data-point never hurts!" 

"Now, we should head over to the administration office and get you two sworn in properly, get your starting allocations and all that sorted out properly so you won't miss anything." He goes to leave the room. 

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"Ah, sir. So she's passed? I can join the sect?" Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease. 

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"What? Oh, yes. Wasn't that obvious?" 

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Dragons: probably sapient.

 

She's glad she...passed? But, uh, he appears to be so relieved she's not a demon that he's forgotten to, uh, actually....explain anything.

"So, um, I don't know how to phrase this right, but it's starting to look pretty urgent that I learn what this sect is that I am apparently joining.

Like, I don't want to fuck up your life, and Orichalch seems to think I'd be a good fit, but also I don't want to go swearing oaths to something I don't understand."

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"We're joining The Bank! The greatest sect in the world, if you ask me - the oldest and most dependable of the ten imperial sects, which are the strongest and most impressive sects in the empire, which is the biggest and most powerful empire in the known world. Certainly the best place to begin your cultivation, unless another imperial sect better matches your intended specialisation, and even then, this one has accepted us and the others have not. Don't worry too much about the commitment - it wouldn't be weird to leave the sect after six months or ten years or a century, even if I doubt that it will be optimal for us to do so, rather than like, taking an indefinite leave of absence from our duties but not breaking ties.

"As for what The Bank stands for - it, we, stand for security into eternity. We're older than the empire, older than most gods. We're playing the long game, building strong deep roots and accepting calculated losses when we have to rather than risking everything every time some partiarch needs to step outside his meditation chamber. We sell vaults and bodyguards and index funds and every other form of security imaginable, all to the highest quality and a correspondingly high price. Our fortress-vaults are designed to outlive the fall of the divine emperor with the treasure and legacies contained within intact. That's who we are. That's the organisation that has trained me for a position in it since I was 12.

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That sure does sound biased. Well, that's what Kedri gets for asking someone who wants very much to join this place.

But if she's not swearing perpetual loyalty, that does help a lot. And...it does speak well of the Bank, that they choose to emphasise farsightedness in their propaganda.

(The "ascension of the Divine Emperor" was five-thousand-and-something years ago as of an event from twenty-seven hundred years ago, right? So the Bank is something like...eight thousand years old, minimum?

She chalks a data point up on the hypothesis that cultivators allow for more cultural continuity. Her homeworld was a very different place eight thousand years ago.)

This is her life now. She hopes it will be a good one.

she wishes she could tell her kith-nieces that dragons are real, they'd love that

she wonders if her baby kith-nephew will grow...grew...up to like dragons too

 

"It sounds like I have a lot of catching up to do, if you've been training since you were twelve. ...I'm not actually sure how old you are, but hosts of adults are never younger than fourteen and rarely much younger than nineteen, so it's got to have been years."

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"I'm 22, that's when the Bank starts teaching cultivation, some sects start teaching as young as 18 but it'd be foolish to start sooner, can you imagine giving kids write access to thier souls? As such, I wouldn't worry too much about your lacking education. They haven't taught me any of the things that really matter, either, and there will be entrants from outside the orphanage system, people who passed the exams or had a senior family member or got found by a diviner or stuff like that."

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She's not sure she wants to imagine giving kids write access to their souls. The whole idea of soul write-access is a scary thought. She'll reserve judgement on that until she learns more about the details, though.

 

...orphanage. The woman referring to Jasmine as her "charge" wasn't just talking about some kind of apprenticeship thing.

She has no idea what to say in response to that and Jasmine doesn't particularly seem to be expecting a response to it, so she doesn't give one.

 

"I'm thirty-eight, give or take: I'm not sure if your years are quite the same length, but the word doesn't feel *too* far off.

There's still the...general background stuff, that anyone from your world would know, but...well, the way to eat a rhino is one bite at a time, as the saying goes.

Speaking of which, who's the Divine Emperor?"

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"I'm sure there's a lot you still have to learn but you shouldn't be worried about it. Toojeon don't start cultivating until they're 40 for weird Toojeon reasons, even. Being good at cultivation is the most important thing, and you're not behind on that except in the sense where we both don't have any particular advantages and thus are going to start out at a disadvantage. Well, we have each other now. I think that can be a pretty big edge if we play it right.

"The Divine Emperor is the 8th realm who founded the empire in which we live, and whose mandate grants the right to rule to the current emperor and his family. He doesn't rule directly, though, he spends his time doing ... whatever it is that essence cultivators do to cultivate, it's not a matter of public record."

"Ah, you wouldn't know the realms. The first three realms - the cultivating realms - are where you're still essentially a normal person, but with magic powers, the second three - the crucible realms - are the ones where the magic and your Way takes precedent over your mortal needs, and then in the final three realms - the essence realms - you are self-defining and self-justifying and truly immortal, more like a force of nature than a person. The Divine Emperor is one of those, more like the spirit of the empire than like a person, seeking to grow by ... becoming the spirit of every empire everywhere, I guess? I can go into the realms in more detail when we have more time, they're important but also complicated."

"What did you do with your life, before this?

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"Ending up more like a force of nature than a person" is a failure mode of editing your soul that she had not even begun to consider.

(Although she will place it next to soul-editing-in-general under "potentially less horrifying than it sounds".)

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"...well, for the last few months of my life I spent a lot of it dying, as my body degraded into a competing collection of cancers rather than a harmonious organism.

In happier times, I was part of a fish cannery. Mostly butchering, but sometimes I was out on the fishing boats or cleaning equipment or so on.

I lived with my wife Tenida and our two siblings-by-choice and their children, to whom I was like a fourth parent. I was pretty formal-economy, rarely spent more than a few hours a day at home, but formal-economy-work is an important role to play and I did still have some time for us to be a family together."

 

(...is that an awkward thing to say to someone who spent the last decade living in an orphanage? Maybe. She hopes not. Jasmine did ask.)

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"It sounds like even cultivators who aren't truly immortal live a pretty long time, if the last person like me lived here for a hundred and twenty-seven years and only died because of a battle?"

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Jasmine will make a face, about the dying of cancer. 

"I'm sorry you had to go through something like that.

(She will make a much more normal grossed-out face at the butchering, but she doesn't have any strong reactions to the family thing.) 

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Ah, more technical information to convey, good. 

"A rough and largely incorrect rule of thumb that you could still make use of is that each increase in realm is a tenfold increase in power and a doubling of lifespan, though not many cultivators die in bed - most choose to spend their last years on a desperate gamble for enough progress to reach the next realm and usually that's what gets them.

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"Thank you," she says, trying as best she can to ignore a pang of homesickness. It's not as if dwelling on it would help. She's known this day was coming for a while now. She said her goodbyes.

 

"What sort of desperate gambles?

--I'm guessing the general question of 'how one progresses' is part of the important-but-complicated things for later."

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"Picking fights, going on risky expeditions, throwing all your wealth into alchemy, using techniques better left unused, attempting breakthroughs without sufficent preparation, abandoning your previous life entirely in search of a new angle on your problems, that sort of thing. Progression is indeed a complex subject and - one I haven't been fully informed on, to prevent me from trying to cultivate early, though I'm well appraised of the sorts of resources and strategic decisions involved. Suffice to say it's time consuming and expensive and you can still get stuck in ways neither time nor money can solve."

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Contemplating this, she nods thoughtfully...except the body doesn't respond. Right.

"I see."

 

What else seems high priority...

"Even if you don't know the specifics of *how* to obtain them yet, do you have a sense of what magical powers one can obtain early on?"

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"Yes but not in a way I'd want to try and communicate without having a full strategy meeting about it. Techniques are extremely diverse and there will be many theoretical and practical limitations at this stage. I suspect you will be limited by cost and power in your ambitions, not by what is and isn't possible, though I understand that's not a tremendously helpful thing to say."

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Oh wow, so she's looking at a very flexible magic system here.

On the one hand, options! On the other hand, she already had a lot to take in as it is!

"That seems sensible. It definitely sounds like something that should involve a notepad, for one thing."

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"That and privacy." She glances at the 5th realm walking alongside them. 

"Fortunately, we should be at the admin office soon.

They are in fact, nearly at ground level. 

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That's a good point: they'd probably both be in a better state of mind for complicated planning when not in the presence of someone who is generally very powerful and specifically did the whole aura-and-chains thing earlier.

(...that is what Jasmine meant, right? It's not that Orichalch could literally eavesdrop on their internal conversation, otherwise they wouldn't have had to do the relay thing, right? Right?

She doesn't ask for clarification. Just in case.)

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Whatever Jasmine meant, she naturally does not clarify, and instead they arrive at the reception area of a small office, where a functionary is doing paperwork with ink and a brush at a desk. It is much like any other office in every way that matters, right down to the poster with motivational text on the wall. (Well, motivational abstract painting of a foggy mountain with calligraphy reading "knowing others is intelligence, knowing yourself is wisdom, mastering others is strength, mastering yourself is true power".) 

The functionary will ask why they have come here, and in response Orichalch will summarise the situation thus far. The functionary will ask if Orichalch is sponsoring Kedri, and Orichalch will respond "yes, but I'll be seeking compensation from the higher-ups for it." This is apparently good enough, and they're given two identical sheafs of paperwork to read and sign before being signed in. 

(Jasmine doesn't know what was up with the sponsorship, but she supposes it must have something to do with how people get in if they're noble-born or related to members of the sect, rather than by passing exams or being adopted in like she was.) 

The paperwork they receive is as follows: 

- a text version of the oath they will swear to be signed and returned, which effectively summarises to attesting that they've read and agree to the contents of all this paperwork, accepting a binding oath to follow the Bank infosec policy, and a non-binding oath to follow sect rules and to serve the sect loyally until such a time as they part from the sect amiably. 

- a text copy to be kept, of the Bank infosec policy, which is a couple of pages long and outlines a few levels of security, a compartmentalisation policy, who to contact if you have a problem or breach, and some examples of what sort of information typically is classified at what rating. 

- a text copy to be kept, of the Bank rules for outer disciples, which come down to "don't break the law, don't damage our reputation, go to your classes, orientation for classes is at a date and time Jasmine will specify to be tomorrow morning". A strong emphasis is placed on the "no intra-sect violence (outside training, etc)" rule. It is in very large font, specified that it is explictly not the sort of rule that was added to the list to teach students subtlety, and that people who break it will be punished as needed. The oath calls out this rule specifically in the affirmation that you have read and understand the rules.

- a text copy to be kept, of the Bank responsibilities and rights for outer disciples, outlining the quantity of sect contribution points they need to earn (none for the first year, and then scaling points thereafter, capping out at a quantity that Jasmine will say it is possible to earn with menial labour alone, albeit quite a lot of it), the size of the stipend they will receive (not very much by cultivator standards, but enough to live a comfortable middle-class lifestyle even at the inflated prices of the fortress), the cultivation techniques they will be granted (one "middle grade" basic technique - they will have to earn, buy, or find any others they use), and the way to earn more money, contribution points and miscellaneous other useful things (go to the work hall to receive tasks to complete, or get them as an award for various achievements and benchmarks, or they're free to work or adventure outside the sect's systems if they feel like it.).

- a form to be filled and returned in duplicate, of the most normal sort, for specifying all your personal information, identity and contact details, species, etc, for the records. 

Jasmine is already quite familiar with all this. 

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It feels a little silly to give them two copies of the reading material when they have one set of eyes. She supposes they already had the bundles lying around.

She'd gathered that this was a very competitive and conflict-prone society, but it's still unnerving to see that they feel the need to place this much emphasis--at an apprenticeship program where the minimum age is 22--on how beating people up is a bad move.

(She also files away that "not the sort of rule that was added to the list to teach students subtlety" implies that there are other rules where you are actively expected to figure out loopholes in them.)

She's glad to hear there are floor jobs, though. That's always a good thing to have access to.

 

How awkward is it to fill out the paperwork as someone whose name doesn't match the local format, for whom the idea of "how many years after the ascension of the Divine Emperor were you born" is at best questionably meaningful, etcetera?

She's also concerned about the logistics of each of them needing to sign, given that last they checked they were having trouble switching.

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Jasmine will give it another shot but yeah she still hasn't figured out how to leave the front. Fortunately, this form was designed with, not this use case in particular in mind, but with the use case "someone found a talking wolf in a forest and decided to enroll it as a student" and thus the form has "don't know" and "not applicable" options for nearly everything and the option of being signed by a witness attesting to the form's correctness if e.g. the form-filler does not have hands. It's highly recommended that you fill in the "what you would like the teachers to call you" section in something in good honest imperial language even if you do record your full name as "n/a" or in a non-imperial script. 

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Well, it's true that she does not at this exact moment have hands.

She notes the option for non-imperial script, but it doesn't seem worth talking Jasmine through drawing an unfamiliar sequence of curves and lines and dots. She gives her full name in imperial characters as "Oak, child of Precision and Lake", and spells out "Kedri" phonetically in the section on what to call her.

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Great! And with all the mundane paperwork sorted out, are they ready to swear the oaths of membership? (And have Orichalch add a binding for the one oath that needs it). 

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Jasmine is, of course. 

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Here she goes, then. Here they both go.

"Yes."

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The swearing takes some time, and lacks a certain solemnity for being done in an office with a bored bureaucrat looking on rather than one's peers and family, but it is done. Orichalch seals the infosec portion of the oath, and a second golden necklace joins the first.

"Great, I'm off then! I expect great things from you girls!" says Orichalch, and he's out the door before they have time to respond. 

The functionary will look slightly put upon, and retrieve from a desk drawer, a pair of medallions of a sturdy and imperishable gold alloy, each pierced through the center by a leather band, allowing them to be worn as a necklace or similar.

"These will serve as identification and to track your current quantity of sect contribution points. I'd tell you not to lose them, but once they're bonded to your spirit, you'd have to go to quite some trouble to do so. I assume you will not require additional living quarters to be arranged?" 

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Presumably before long she'll have some possessions that belong specifically to her (indeed, with the reading materials and the medallion she has some already), but a separate living space does sound like overkill.

"I don't think that will be necessary, no. Thank you for your help."

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"Excellent. Thank you, and good luck with your studies." With his work here done, the functionary returns to his paperwork. 

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And Jasmine will take them to her apartment! She has a single room with a shared common room and kitchen in a tower set aside for older orphans and students. She will politely greet some dormmates who are drinking celebratorially in the common area, and then she will disappear into her room. 

Her room is simply appointed and kept clean and tidy, with a small window to allow daylight, a bed, a desk, a wardrobe and a chest for storage. 

Jasmine will go over to the bed and scream into a pillow for a bit. 

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That is extremely fair.

Kedri--who had much more opportunity in advance to come to terms with the fact that she would soon be sharing a body with a stranger from another world, and who has much less ability to take on emotional debts that then need to be repaid--is feeling...not zero urge to scream into a pillow, but substantially less. She politely pretends she's not there. She'll have to see about building a headspace or something at some point, arranging for some proper privacy.

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Eventually screaming into a pillow will lose its appeal as an activity and Jasmine will start actually thinking. 

"Okay, so. We have privacy from fucking 5th realms who can kill us more easily than we can breathe and we have my notebook and notes and such, orientation for classes is tomorrow, do you want to do the strategy meeting where I rethink my entire planned life trajectory now or do you think we should sleep first and try to do it first thing right before orientation?

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She winces internally at the rethinking-Jasmine's-entire-life-trajectory bit. Jasmine is really taking this pretty well all things considered, especially given that she's from a world where this almost never happens, but it's still always rough to have such a massive curveball thrown into your life.

"I think probably we should at least get started on the strategising now, rather than leaving it hanging over us. Depending on what your sleep schedule looks like, we may end up needing to pause."

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"My sleep schedule is adequate to being delayed to the last moment that will leave me sufficient morning prep time. Let's have the meeting now, then.

"So, agenda for the strategy meeting - basic explanation of cultivation for you, an explanation of what's theoretically and in practice expected of us, an explanation of my life plan and why we're definitely not doing that now, and then forming a new working plan that will keep us moving for the next month or two. Anything else important we need to cover?

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"It'll also be important for me to start getting a sense of what...I'm not sure how to put this...everyday affordances there are here. Like, do you have air cooling in the summer or do you rely on fans, how do you obtain drinking water, if you wanted to send a letter a thousand miles cheaply how long would it take to get there and how much faster would it be if you did it expensively, how big of a threat is plague and what measures do you take to reduce that threat, that sort of thing.

The souls that wash up on *my* world are almost always from worlds with much worse technology than ours. We don't know if that's because worlds with heat pumps and efficient air-to-waters and light-based communication networks and a deep understanding of sanitation are *rare*, or if maybe there's some means of letting departed souls stay on their homeworld that we haven't quite figured out yet and so we never *see* people from worlds that understand more than we do, but...in any case, my people taught me what they could about what we'd learned with an eye to letting me teach a host culture if necessary, but I have no idea whether any of it would actually be useful to you or if it's all stuff your people either know already or have obviated with magic."

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"A lot of that stuff varies hugely throughout the empire, because of variation in access to good techniques for doing things at scale, and because variation in background qi interferes with a lot of high-performance or microscopic technologies. So what someone here has vs. what someone in the Iron City has vs. what a peasant 200 miles from here has are going to be totally different. Outside the empire things are generally a lot worse, but there's a lot of variation.

"For those examples - a peasant probably endures the heat, draws water from a well or irrigation system, sends letters through weekly or monthly postal relays or hires a courier if it's urgent, and probably doesn't worry about plague because plague is one of those things you handle with huge noble techniques. Disease prevention is one of the effects a noble can spread over thier entire domain reasonably cheaply, so nasty plagues tend to imply several layered failures or bad actors. They do happen. I think mortals usually have access to some amount of medical alchemy in general, if they're not particularly impoverished. Here in this fortress, the buildings have plumbing and have been designed for magically effective climate control - much like the magically effective daylighting, the postal system has much more investment in infrastructure but probably still takes days unless you hire a really strong courier or use a technique or item for it. In the Iron City, I hear they have electric fans and instantaneous communication technology and stuff like that, but it's a very long way away. I think they have water contamination problems, maybe?

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So, a mix of "obviated by magic" (disease-wards very much do exist), "prevented by magic", and "the tech exists but hasn't finished filtering out to everybody". None of those really seem like things she can help with.

And it sounds like her own living situation will be pretty decent: a bit of a downgrade in at least some respects, but one well worth taking for magic powers.

"Sounds like things are coming along pretty well on the invention front, then. And I don't have any particular advantage on helping with adoption.

I think that brings us to basics of cultivation?"

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"Right! So - broad summary of cultivation, the nine realms, the seven aspects. Oh, and Ways, you should know what a Way is."

She breaths in as though to start a long lecture, even though she's communicating by thought. 

"So. Cultivation is, at a high level, the art of ingesting qi from your environment and using it to improve your soul and body, and also using it to power techniques of various sorts, ultimately pursuing the goal of true immortality. There are nine realms, denoting progress markers resulting in qualitative transformations and increases in your power and capacities. There are seven aspects, denoting classes of spiritual infrastructure and techniques which it makes sense to bundle together on a metaphysical level as a specialty. While cultivating, you will find and pursue a Way, which is a sort of - ideal that you cleave to as your story of self. Cultivation is a process of becoming - your way is what you're making yourself into. You don't need to have one now, at this stage, but at the end of the 4th realm, you have to commit to one, even if you don't perfectly understand it or what it will mean for you, so it's something to think about long in advance. Contradicting your Way is very bad, possibly lethally so. Living a soldier's life will result in a soldier's Way. Ways are very mysterious and not groking them, now or ever, is to be expected.

"The nine realms. First, you work to gain any control over your qi, and enter the first realm:Cultivation of the Foundation, where you work to make your body into a suitable vessel for your practice. Then you enter the second realm: Cultivation of Mastery, where you work to gain the literal and metaphorical tools to perform the greater work of cultivation. Then there's the third realm: Cultivation of Spirit, where you forge your blank soul-core and integrate it with your existing spiritual infrastructure, becoming a true cultivator. The fourth realm: Crucible of Ideals, involves exploring your new capabilities and ends when you commit to a Way that will forever more define you. The fifth realm: Crucible of Endeavor involves stretching yourself to your limits to prove your self and Way in a trial by fire and ambition. The sixth realm: Crucible of Justification involves taking a step back and reflecting on your way and the person you've become and if what you've made can withstand becoming divine and if that's even something you want. Lots of sixth realms retire to run sects and build a legacy rather than ascending beyond mortality. Ascending to the seventh realm: Essence Chrysalis, means turning your soul in on itself so that it's a self-sustaining world in and of itself, and involves retreating into that world to do... something, I don't know. The 8th realm: Essence Rampant, involves being able to freely step in and out of your soulbody, having forged yourself into a divine force who shakes the world with every step. Mostly they don't actually do that, but they could. The 9th realm: Essence Principle, involves a sort of diffusion, where you come to represent and command your way throughout the entire universe. If there's more beyond that, I don't know what it is and I've never met anyone who did - but they say even those gods are still climbing."

"Finally, the seven aspects. Martial, Noble, Beautiful, Hidden, Virtuous, Academic, Arcane. Martial techniques relate to enhancing the body, doing violence, and enacting gross physical changes upon reality. Centrally, they're for violence. Noble techniques relate to rulership, formal relationships, loyalty and duty. Centrally on a metaphysical level, using and controlling formal relationships and obligations. Beautiful techniques relate to artistry, creativity, self-transformation, and intense emotion. Centrally, the creation of beauty in all its myriad forms. Hidden techniques relate to stealth, obfuscation, and perception. Perception is non-central. Virtuous techniques relate to taking an ideal, like justice or loyalty but also weirder things like travel or gluttony, and embracing it, allowing you to better attain that ideal and ensuring you are rewarded for cleaving to it and punished for deviating. Academic techniques relate to cognition, skill, knowledge, learning, and divination. Finally, Arcane techniques relate to the esoteric, the mystical, and that which defies understanding. Often strange techniques which totally change the rules are Arcane. Crafting and in particular, formation work, butchery, and alchemy are Arcane. Metamagic is Arcane. A good rule of thumb is that you can practice at most three aspects and greater specialization leads to greater results, but also to crucial weakness because every aspect gives essential strengths."

"Any questions?

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"Hmm..."

She thinks about this for a bit.

(Like most modern people, Kedri has deliberately avoided becoming more skilled at violence because it's easier to refrain from inappropriately attacking people the less confident you are that you'll win. Violence is a specialised skillset requiring a lot of high-grade marshmallow-tests. She supposes that outright avoidance isn't as feasible here, but that doesn't mean she should actively focus on it as part of her limited number of aspects.

She doesn't want rulership.

She likes beauty a normal amount, which is to say not enough to want to focus her magical powers on it.

Hidden sounds intriguing.

Virtuous: maybe, she'd have to think about what virtue.

Academic has some promise to it, and it sounds like it includes a lot of the things she scanned as having a good aptitude for (what is a "clan trait", anyway, she'll have to look into that).

Arcane...maybe? She'd rather like there to be rules again, but Arcane will exist even if she doesn't practise it and it sounds potentially quite interesting.)

(Becoming a force of nature rather than a person is strictly optional, so that's a good sign. Although...)

"Do people tend to experience substantial personality changes when entering the 4th or 5th realms?

Also, what's a clan trait? Orichalch said I had one."

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"Those realms were not in particular called out as having worrying personality changes in my classes but the focus was not on things centuries in the future that most people would never reach. Based on reading histories, I did not notice a greater than normal tendency to change how you relate to the world, but - the growth and self modification and internalisation of insights and transformation in what resources you need and constraints you're under mean that cultivators undergo what can look from the outside like pretty radical personality changes under many circumstances.

"A clan trait is - so, you know families are going to want to ensure their kids do well even if they're sort of useless - noble clans want their kids to be cultivators because they're cultivators and they need to remain strong through the generations. But they can't give their kids an early start cultivating, because that's a bad idea, so instead, they form a family specialisation, some set of arts that they have the best versions of and they know best how to get value out of, and while kids are young and still growing, they - ensure they'll come out in a way that makes them best suited to use those familial arts, at the cost of making some other things harder. Some of it is bloodline, some of it is family culture, but a lot of it is deliberate shaping and exposure to environmental energies. So, uh, if you have a clan trait, it probably means something in your past or childhood has been messing with your soul?

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So the mental changes are primarily a learning/situational thing, different inputs into the same mind giving different outputs. That's reassuring.

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The next answer is...not reassuring.

She's--

--no, that can't be right, even if it's true that that's how changelings come to be she's not a changeling, changelings know what they are even if they may hide it from other people and anyway if she were a changeling she'd have woken up in the fae realm and not here--

...did her parents...bargain with the fae, for a child more to their liking?

If they did, it didn't even work.

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"...there are...spirits back home that *might* be capable of that. I don't know why they *would*, though."

(Dreams, and planning, and precognition...

She remembers thinking that it spoke well of the Bank that they focused on farsightedness. She wonders how much of that thought was hers.)

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"Spirits may appear to be people but you must always remember that they are at best really really weird people and their motives don't always make sense, especially not on surface examination.

"... I'm sorry, that must not seem terribly comforting."

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"I...guess it's of some comfort that I must have been very young when it happened? Probably not even a person yet at all. It's...I suppose it's more like selective breeding than mind control at that point, arranging for a particular kind of person to come into existence and not so much altering a person who already exists."

(she firmly tells herself)

"Still, it's...a lot to take in."

(She internally winces again. Everybody's had a lot to take in today.)

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"Perhaps you could talk to some noble clan kids about it when we meet them tomorrow. I'm given to understand many of them think of it as a logical extension of their educations. But they would have known it was happening, I guess.

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It would be nice if she could pace right now. Maybe stare contemplatively out the window.

"Perhaps. That seems like it might get awkward, like they might be so accustomed to the idea that they'd struggle to understand why anyone *could* find it disturbing."

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Jasmine is remarkably still in her resting position, in fact. 

"Perhaps! I haven't met any clanborn in my own generation, so I don't really know."

"Are you okay to return to the discussion? The next thing I was going to talk about was some implicit and explicit expectations on us as students. There's a lot of moving parts in the sect system but it still seems important to know where we'll stand over the next few months.

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"I agree, that does sound very important."

(and the firmer a sense you have of what you can expect your future to look like, the easier it is to psychologically handle everything else)

"So, then, where will we stand?"

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"So. Like I said. The Bank is one of the top ten sects in the empire. The empire has idiomatically, a thousand official sects, but I think the actual count is higher than that, and there are many unofficial or illegal sects. We have an unusually good rate of survival - probably only 5%-10% of outer disciples die during their study period, depending on the year and the class composition, and well over 10% of students in the year reach the 4th realm, which is about typical of a sect granted the right to call itself an Imperial Sect. A banker or Bank-affiliated cultivator achieves immortality probably every two centuries or so, though unfortunately they're not all still alive. But the odds are very good, relatively speaking. The expectations are proportionally high. It's impossible to achieve great things by merely ordinary means - you need to get lucky, get resources from outside the system, have fortunate encounters. If we can make working together into a very positive-sum thing for us, that's a first step. But we'll need to take more. I have a few ideas, but nothing I can enact in my first week of training.

"In the more short-term. Everything is a competition. The successful will get more resources - more teaching, more cultivation supplies, more respect, and the unsuccessful won't. Official sources of resources will be insufficient for optimal growth even for the leaders. The public record says we have 90 days to open our foundation without being considered a failure, but in practice classes assume we'll do it in 30, and we need to do it in even less time if we want to be considered remotely impressive. We'll have to pick electives, but half the point of the electives we pick is to try and impress teachers and get into more advanced classes as soon as possible. I expect we'll be incredibly busy for a while, trying to manage two people's worth of classes and adventures - I have some ideas for making that work we can discuss when we're outlining our cultivation plan. If we both reach the second realm within a year that I think will be an acceptable benchmark but people will do it faster and I bet we can too if we figure things out."

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Five to ten percent chance she's here for less than a year.

She had...probably better try not to get too attached?

It's...it'll be like being a teenager again, that's all, wandering from town to town, not having decided yet where to settle down. She can do that. She has done it. She did it for longer than most people, even.

...but she'd prefer not to die again, and...she owes it to Jasmine not to be a liability, as she would have wanted a walk-in not to be a liability to her.

Also she would rather like more than a year's worth of magic powers.

(Does she get to keep the magic powers when she departs? Should she be angling for powers that are useful across a wide variety of worlds? that's the planning aptitude talking, isn't it Cultivation having to do with "write-access to your soul" suggests yes, but there was also something about having to make your body suitable for it.)

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"That's...I'm really getting dropped into the deep end here, huh."

can she get six months and a library first

"So...what happens if...

...I guess you don't know what happens if our power levels diverge, if that's not something that comes up much.

--I mean, I don't want to let you down, I'll support you as I would have you support me, and I know you said not to be worried about my lack of background knowledge, but. I'm still worried.

...is adventuring as much of a problem as it sounds from the name. I am, uh, a normal amount of good at thinking on my feet, whereas adventuring as I understand the term requires being pretty abnormally good."

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"You sort of are, sorry. The road to ascension is never easy, nor simple. Look on the bright side! If you knew exactly where you were going, you wouldn't be going anywhere that mattered.

"Honestly, I'm not that worried about our power levels diverging - my gut says they won't, as long as one of us doesn't get totally stuck, because we're going to be sharing resources much more closely than most people ever would and can self-balance with that resource allocation. Close allies, like, married couples, do stuff like that, and it usually works out. But also, heart devils are usually much weaker than their hosts and they cope fine, so I don't think sharing a body with a stronger cultivator is intrinsically a bad thing. If we can make sharing a body work at all, we can make it work with a power imbalance, is my gut feeling."

"Adventuring is almost by definition risky. If it's safe and boring, it's not adventuring, and also, probably, not that profitable. Maybe we'll luck into a nice stable long-term niche that gives returns good enough to spend a few centuries on it, the Bank encourages that, but before that we're probably going to have to take a lot of gambles to gain resources - both fungible ones that you can get with sustainable work, but also the innumerable non-fungible ones - contacts, secrets, insights, and so on. Not all adventures require like, running about and combat and such? Most of them do, but if it turns out we can't manage the real twitch-reaction stuff, we could try trading missions or exploration of desolate places or something like that, where the problems mostly take place over hours or days rather than seconds. Just be grateful you didn't turn up at the Dawnbreakers, they'd want you at sea for their war within a few years."

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"Anywhere that matters" sounds suspiciously like a euphemism for one of those dangerously large targets she doesn't want to paint on herself.

 

If allying gets you the benefits of an insurance network then why doesn't everyone ally with everyone else--

--right, because there aren't enough resources for everyone to stay alive.

...does that mean that if she strives to stay here she's getting someone else killed, someone for whom this was home...

...but it's home for Jasmine, too.

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"I like being at sea, but not like *that*," she says. There's a hint of laughter to her voice, but no amusement.

 

"Hours or days sounds more like it, at least.

I wonder if there's some way we could turn to our advantage that I'm--presumably--the only person on this world who speaks Tashayan.

...that's what my native language is called, to be clear. I'm sort of borrowing the ability to speak the local language from your brain, though I can't access any of your memories or anything like that.

Anyway...my first thought was noting down secrets in it, but with cultivation being so flexible maybe there's translation magic. There might be other uses, though."

(She makes a mental note that translation magic would definitely fall into the useful-across-a-wide-variety-of-worlds category: she might not get the next host's language, and even if she does they might encounter language barriers with other people.

Hmm...)

"Do you know anything about whether cultivators keep their magic when they die? I guess it would be hard to tell, if people don't wash up here much."

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"Oh, huh, I figured you'd learned the language however it is that spirits learn the local language of where they're born, but scholars can't agree on how that is so I guess it's not surprising you're doing another thing. There's translation magic, but none of it's very good, or it relies on reading the mind of a living person who understands what's being said. People might be able to figure out you've written down important secrets, and maybe what the subject is, but details and such would be hard to magically extract from an untranslated text."

"How exactly reincarnation works and who reincarnates is something of a disputed subject. When cultivators die, their inner qi and spiritual infrastructure sort of spills out over the landscape, staining it and transforming it. Sometimes entire regions, if the cultivator was strong and didn't have time to plan their death - strong cultivators with time to plan usually make - hidden realms full of tests, so that worthy heirs can inherit their stuff but everyone else has to keep out. Unplanned deaths, and you get regions where the fundamental nature of reality is twisted according to that cultivator's nature. The fortress has a little bit of that, actually - things here are cool and secure and stable in a way they aren't elsewhere, because the last commander of the fortress made things that way when they died, and there's a ton of smaller haunts around the place. But there are a lot of folk-tales and such about people reincarnating and keeping stuff, or reincarnating and starting over or stuff like that. And even if you did have to start over, you'd be able to do that, with all your techniques and insights and stuff already known." 

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"Smoother interpreting in scenarios where she has (nonverbal) telepathy with her host but no language access", "telepathic interpreting with people she's not sharing a brain with", and "noticeably-more-than-mundane communication ability in scenarios where she has neither telepathy nor language" do all sound handy. And knowing an alien language still helps with secret-keeping!

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Hmm.

So, it sounds like...your spiritual infrastructure is no more you than your body is: you may be very attached to it both literally and figuratively, but it will not always be there for you. (...unless you become a force of nature, but anyway)

In the long run, the only thing you can obtain that truly belongs to you is knowledge, and other things are transient save to the extent that you can personally reconstruct them from that knowledge. Same as it ever was.

Except now the thing she's learning is how to make use of magical energy, which might exist unnoticed elsewhere (or noticed, for that matter). And there are rumours, for whatever rumours are worth, that she might not even lose all of the energy and infrastructure when she departs.

"It'll be good to have a head start next time. Hopefully that's a long way off.

I wonder if there was qi back home and we just never figured out how to use it. ...except maybe the spirits.

 

What's an example of how things here are more cool and secure and stable?"

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(...it occurs to her that she might not be here long enough for her soul to fully integrate the new language: if you depart in maybe the first few months or so it tends to end up more fragmentary and reliant on which bits you were actively using. Is there anything she should do to factor in that risk? Would it help to write even non-secret notes in Tashayan for a while: would that make them easier to memorise? Or should she swing the other direction, and do a lot of reading and writing and discussion in Imperial to encourage her soul to adjust faster? She'll probably be doing a lot of that anyway.

 

Is this all in favour of going Academic (knowledge as the highest priority), or against it (dangerous to have some of your knowledge be only semi-integrated into your being without necessarily having a clear sense of which bits those are, which might well be the case for magically-enhanced knowledge)?

Well, they'll be getting to cultivation plans soon: she can dig into that question then.)

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"It's generally agreed that qi is the substance souls are made of, so there'd have to be? Unless physics was very different, I guess? There are several creation myths that say qi was less obvious to the first cultivators, but I don't know anything about prehistory that isn't folklore, unfortunately."

"Regarding the stain on the fortress - the walls are harder to break? If I balance a chopstick on its end it's less likely to fall over? The icebox is more efficient? I bet he has an inheritance trial hidden somewhere as well.

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"Well, if I were made of some other, non-qi substance I suppose I wouldn't have scanned as being an ordinary mortal, so that probably answers that question.

 

Huh. I guess you get used to effects like that."

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She wonders if people back home will ever learn to cultivate, whether by figuring it out on their own or being taught by some magical equivalent of Amethyst Brightpath and her otherworldly steam engines. Maybe they already have, in however long she was asleep between one life and the next.

...she hopes the disruption caused by the first stain on the world's background qi doesn't go too badly.

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"So, I think next we were talking about, um, your old plan and why it's not workable now, and a start on what the new plan should look like?"

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"Yeah. So, my previous plan was to go for a martial, beautiful, virtuous build geared toward bodyguard work - martial for straightforward combat power, beautiful because it's got a lot of utility and quite frankly, I wanted it, and people like bodyguards who they can take to social occasions, and virtues - probably loyalty and vigilance, to ensure trust and round out weaknesses. I was going to adventure around the place, find interesting and capable people who were - worthy of the sort of commitment that swearing to protect someone with your life entails, and then doing that. None of this was fixed beyond the broad strokes of which aspects I was going to pick - because I expected to see and learn and encounter a lot of things adventuring that would make me rethink it, one way or another, or give me better chances elsewhere. 

There are a couple of clear reasons not to go with that, now. One is that - this path had a bunch of prices that I don't think you should pay. It ends up with me dying in battle or to an assassin's blade. I figured that was fair, for myself, but it's not for you. Secondarily, the role of a really close bodyguard for someone amazing - really wants that loyalty virtue cultivation, and I think that the two of us should stay away from virtue cultivation. Because it seems to me to be wasteful, for both of us to be totally invested in a single virtue, when we have the chance to take diverging and synergistic paths instead, and if only one of us takes a virtue, then either the other will have to pay half the price, e.g. we'll both be held back by one of us cultivating gluttony, or we won't get all the benefits, because it doesn't matter how truthful you make yourself if you share a body with someone who can lie. Maybe you've got a virtue you're already totally committed to, such that we'd have to navigate anyway, but it doesn't seem worth the trouble to me, at first glance, to cultivate something new. 

With that in mind - there are six aspects remaining, and we have six slots. We could get all of them. The exact details depend on - what you want to make of yourself, who you see - yourself, at the threshold of godhood, as being, but as a first draft - martial and hidden work well together, and academic and arcane work well together, and each of us should take one of the aspects that pertain to social skills to prevent there being - an imbalance in how capable we are in that respect relative to each other. And I'm, I think, a better fighter than you, and better at thinking on my feet, so a draft build could be me taking martial, hidden and beautiful, and you taking academic, arcane and noble. So, like, I can take the body in the moment and carry us through fights while you work on longer term problems? The details depend on what techniques we get, but we won't get what we didn't think to ask for.

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Well, Jasmine sure is encountering things that make her rethink her plan. At least she knew, even if only in a very broad sense, that that was something likely to happen.

 

Kedri thinks about the proposal for a bit.

"I can take the body in the moment and carry us through fights while you work on longer term problems" certainly does sound like a good division of labour.

That's an interesting point about the social-skills thing. She thinks over Noble again: it wasn't just rulership, there was stuff about duties and formalised obligations.

There might be something in there, a path that she could gladly take. She doesn't like the thought of having subjects, but...charges, on the other hand...

(And while she's not foolish enough to choose an aspect for the sake of a single spell, neither does it have zero weight on the scales that "mass disease-warding" would be a very good thing for her future selves to have in their techno-magical-revolution toolkit.)

 

"...I think there's a lot of promise to that idea. So far, I have two questions:

Can you tell me more about...the range of ways Noble can be? The initial summary sounds like...like most ways of doing Noble wouldn't be for me but that there would maybe be some that would. I don't feel like I'm really ruler material, but a different framing or a focus on other sub-aspects might work well.

What's knowledge magic like? I like the sound of it, but I'm worried about accidentally outsourcing too much of my knowledge to things I probably wouldn't keep when I died."

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"So, I assumed you'd find rulership appealing - because it's a form of power that runs long and slow and deep, and besides, the empire makes it really easy for a powerful cultivator to join the nobility, so it's plausibly something we'd do anyway eventually. But, if you don't want that - nobility is broadly speaking the best aspect for empowering your allies of all sorts. Empowering or weakening people you have power over is easiest, of course, but empowering or manipulating your peers and superiors is also perfectly possible, if less prestigious, and there are advantages to empowering people who are not so weak that they'll subordinate themselves to you. Noble magic also contains things like contract magics and fear magics and things like that. Any situation wherein - relationships and obligations and social power - matters can be related to the noble aspect, even if rulership is a really common way to use it.

"So, I haven't really studied the details of academic magic but - I think it operates analogously to martial magic, in that there's magical techniques that you just do in the moment - you just throw a fireball or divine the weather for the next day, and losing those techniques would be frustrating and make you less effective but wouldn't be like, structurally bad for you, and then there's body refinement, where you use magic to make changes to how your body works. And in body refinement, there's ways you can do it which just involve using magic to make your body better, but leave you with a body that isn't intrinsically magic afterwards and there's ways which incorporate magic into your body and incur a permanent lockup of part of your qi or a permanent upkeep cost, or just a temporary cost while you're using them to enhance yourself but eventually you're strong enough that you're never not doing that. And I think - it would be a big drawback to only use the first sort of refinement technique, but you could. Because like, there are normal people with perfect memories, or who are just much smarter than me, without any qi at all. So it would make sense if there was a technique that makes your mind more like that, but which doesn't need any magic afterwards. Even if it's probably inefficient and hits a ceiling much lower than the ceiling for other forms of cognitive enhancement - I'm certainly not planning on sticking exclusively to passive body refining regimes." 

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This time she catches herself before trying to nod. Not that anyone can tell, but it still feels less embarrassing that way.

"Sounds like a good draft."

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"A cognitive enhancement lasting only for this life isn't *necessarily* a dealbreaker: depending on the details, it might not be so different from something like owning a book you haven't memorised, which I've still done plenty of even knowing that one day I was never going to have a chance to read them again. It's...unfortunate, but usually better than never reading the book at all."

(a pang of grief for her favourite novel, which she knows only a few bits and pieces of by heart)

"I'd just want to be cautious about it, and make sure I stayed aware of which bits of information were being stored in my core self and which were merely written down in spiritual notebooks."

 

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"That makes sense. Do be careful you don't pass up too much, in your caution. That said, with that draft in mind - we should think about what sorts of foundation techniques to ask for, from the archives, tomorrow. We won't have infinite freedom to chose, and we should probably mostly trust the advice of the archivists - they're very good at their jobs, the head archivist is in the 5th realm. But they can't recommend things to us if we don't know what we want. I'm going to ask for a martial technique, because it seems like - the ability which we we will be most likely to regret not having, of my three aspects, and I guess you seem interested in academic techniques? Or you could choose something noble, to help us make a head start in forging friendships and alliances, or you could pick arcane, and maybe get started on learning a craft. I guess, whatever you pick will be what you want us to go to elective classes on as well, right? You said you were a butcher before - maybe if I study martial abilities and you study butchering techniques, we could make some early cash as hunters? And then you could study alchemy as well and we could have our own supply of cores and pills to cultivate with! But - whatever techniques we ask for, we should try to get ones we can cultivate without needing control over my body, so that whoever isn't facing can spend that time cultivating. We're meant to spend, like, half or more of our time cultivating, anyway, so that way we could maintain pretty close to par attendance and productivity compared to any two other students. Maybe if I can get a technique to handle physical exhaustion, we could do even better!"

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"The butchering thing is a good point: maybe that can be the second priority, or even the first if there aren't any techniques available to us that fit my ideal criteria for a first technique.

But I think ideally what I'd want first is a passive improvement to semantic memory. That provides a stronger foundation on which to build everything else: *whatever* I seek to learn, I can do it better. It makes us more likely to be in the fortunate 90% *and* remains useful if we're in the unfortunate 10%.

My *first* thought was enhanced *episodic* memory, but that has more downsides if you don't also have enhanced resistance to intrusive thoughts: by default, having too much episodic memory leads to being more vulnerable to traumatic experiences and to getting overwhelmed by how much things remind you of other things. If there's a technique that *bundles* episodic memory and intrusive-thought resistance, maybe that would be best, but if they're separate I wouldn't want the first until I could also have the second."

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"I have no idea if that's slicing things too fine! I was thinking - that seems a lot like a body refining technique that only improves your stamina with the muscles in your legs - but there absolutely are techniques like that, I just don't know why you'd learn one over a full body refining technique. Foundations tend to be - holistic, when they can be. Not broad enough to suit our ambitions, but broad enough that a notional unambitious person could make a life out of them. Maybe if you just enhance something very specific it'll be very strong at that thing, or maybe it'll be inefficient - we'll have to ask the archivist.

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she hasn't even started magic studies yet and already she's getting a bad grade

"Well, if I can get a broader package of improvements, all the better. It felt like about the same specificity as physical exhaustion to me."

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"Ah, I see the misunderstanding - I was hoping to get a technique that did that as a focus among other things, or a non-foundational technique for that purpose. Most foundational techniques will deal with physical exhaustion eventually. But eventually might not be soon enough. And eventually we'll have lots of secondary techniques, higher realms have dozens." 

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Her initial response to this misunderstanding was embarrassment, but upon reflection...maybe a better way to think of it is like when you get a new math textbook and skim the last chapter before starting from the beginning. You have no idea what it's talking about, but it's a positive feeling: it's anticipation. One day a future you will come back to that chapter and read what was once gibberish and understand it, and you will be more than you are now.

She doesn't know what she's doing yet. But she will. And she will be more than she is now.

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"I look forward to it."

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"Great! I think we've covered everything that's important to cover before tomorrow's orientation, unless you have any questions?

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She has so many questions that it's almost like having no questions. It's hard to know where to start, how best to snatch a specific string of words out of the swirl of nervous confusion at being dropped straight into the deep end of an alien world.

Oh, here's a string of words that looks particularly useful to say right now.

"What are some common mistakes that clueless foreigners make when navigating this society, and how can I avoid them?"

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"Outsiders always underestimate how much Bankers care about - unity, and the face of the Bank over their personal issues. It's me and my brother against my cousin, but me and my cousin against the world? We have twelve millennia of good reputation to uphold. I think people from sects that don't have that underestimate how many doors it opens, when people trust that you won't actually be using the job they hired you for as a tool for some internal squabble. It's not like we don't have internal politics, we just don't take out the knives for them."

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So on the one hand that's pretty lacking in detail, but on the other hand she supposes it's also hard for Jasmine to know where to start on explaining her social customs to an alien.

And...'we don't take out the knives for internal politics' kind of is an answer. Kedri's a clueless foreigner, but she's not hiding that she's a clueless foreigner. She's not in one of those situations some walk-ins end up in, where she'd have to be able to pass herself off (at least for short periods) as Jasmine as quickly as possible in order to not get in trouble with demon-hunters and the like: she's already been there and done that and gotten an official Not a Demonic Infiltrator certificate from the god of security themself. She has her own separate ID necklace.

It's not pleasant to be around noobs, and not pleasant to be a noob and know that you're making everyone be around one. But we forgive each other, because we must, because being a noob is the first step towards not being a noob.

I would not worry about taking actions in good faith, the matron said, and she wasn't talking about this but she wasn't not talking about this.

And Jasmine will be there to help her through.

 

Also, twelve millennia. She thinks she is having some kind of emotion about that.

 

"I think that's enough to be getting on with."

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"Great. We still have a little time until we strictly need to be asleep, I think, so I'm going to work on switching who is facing for a bit. Ideally we'd get switching quickly down to less than a second or faster if I'm going to be doing all the fighting. You should rest or process or meditate on your Way."

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"That sounds good."

 

So. Today was...stressful, yes, and she does miss her family, but those were to be expected.

Overall, things are going very well! She and her host are well on their way to hashing out plans for coexistence and teamwork; the body is young and seems to be in good health (that was what she'd been most afraid of, that her new body might not be in any less pain than her old one); the people here have invented the concept of electrical appliances already; and best of all, there's a learnable magic system.

 

Speaking of which: if she were a god, what would she be the god of? What kind of person is she, fundamentally?

She thinks of herself as being someone who...goes out and does what needs to be done, so that others don't have to. Not as a resentful sacrifice, but as a joyful protector. She transmutes dead fish into clean, safe food; she spends most of her time outside the sanctuary of home, earning money with which to maintain that sanctuary in the ways it cannot (or cannot practically) be maintained from within. She is outward-facing even if she isn't customer-facing, shoring up the food supplies of people she will never meet in exchange (once all the currency's said and done) for computers and air-to-waters and banana chips and so on made by people that she will also never meet.

Maybe with another couple of centuries of introspection under her belt she'll give a different answer, but that's what she's got so far.

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Jasmine has been through a lot today, but it's not the sort of lot to fundamentally shake the foundations of your personality. So instead of engaging in deep introspection, she will shift from her desk to sitting cross-legged on her bed, and after performing a brief self-check, will engage in some more immediately pragmatic meditation, trying to chase that sensation of relaxing out of control of her body while spiritually pulling Kedri forward to the front. 

It takes her a while, possibly longer than she really should have taken trying, but she gets it, giving up control almost as she falls asleep and leaving Kedri with command of a body itself half asleep on top of her bed. 

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(If Jasmine had been inclined to introspection tonight, she might have said, to herself, that the core of her being is a hunger - for security and luxury but also for love and esteem - and that hunger is tempered and channeled by Bank discipline and Banker ethics but it's still the fire in the pit of her soul that fuels her ambition. She's read enough philosophy to feel like she's avoided most of the obvious traps, so when she imagines herself as a god, she imagines herself a dragon, surrounded with things she loves and people who love her, her hunger fundamentally and worthily sated by deeds of deep strength on good foundations. But you know, she's 22. She doesn't really know where her life will lead her. She just wants to be sure, in her heart of hearts, that she has ends she wants to see achieved, because she's read too many stories of hungers like hers that ate and ate and ate until someone had to put them down lest they eat the world.) 

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Hmm? Oh, it worked, good.

She stretches, smiling.

"Congratulations," she sends, but there's no response. Maybe Jasmine didn't switch so much as just fall asleep before Kedri did.

Well, either way, they can sort that out in the morning.

She closes her eyes.

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They wake not long after dawn, light filtering in from the small window of Jasmine's room to a greater extent than would seem mundanely possible.  

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Jasmine will wake not in control of her body, fail to scream, and then remember yesterday and calm down.

"Uh. Good morning?

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"Good morning!"

Kedri stretches again, gets up, and looks out the window.

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Outside, the sun rises over a view of a glittering lake - or is it a sea? It's hard to tell, when it's wider than the horizon. The lake's shore seems to be host to a vast city, built from stone and red bricks and roofing tiles of innumerable colours, where people in the distance like ants are going about their early morning lives. Already the winding road up the hill to what is presumably a gate in the fortress below, as wide as a highway, is crowded with carts and wagons, some pulled by regular oxen and horses, but many pulled by stranger things - tigers, creatures made of fire or water or jade, great lizards or giant beetles. The view isn't perfect - there are several other towers rising from the fortress to obscure portions of it - but it's pretty impressive.  

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She grins. Magical aliens.

...very densely settled aliens. Maybe that's what happens when people have had thousands of years to adapt to the existence of mass disease-wards.

 

"So many new species to get used to," she says wonderingly. "We don't have dragons or beetles-of-burden where I come from."

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"... huh. I suppose if you didn't have lots of active qi you might not get dragons. They're not actually a single species, as it happens, the shape of a dragon is just a local optimum for a bunch of spiritual processes, so lots of powerful monsters and cultivators and spirits all convergently arrive at the same body plan. But the human form is one of those as well, so now I'm wondering why you had humans - you were humanoid, right? You didn't seem worried about having switched to a different body plan or anything.

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"Now that I think about it, it *is* suspicious the way dragons are a recurring feature in a lot of places' folktales. Maybe we used to have them, or we've always had them but rarely enough that none have turned up since we developed more reliable recordkeeping, or they're all hiding in the fae realm. For that matter, fae could probably take the shape of dragons if they wanted.

And yeah, this is essentially the same body plan. I keep double-taking at your right thumb not having the little triangle of freckles on it that mine did, but I expect I'll get used to that.

On my world, as far as we know the only creatures--as opposed to spirits--that are sapient are humans. There's some other creatures that have souls, but they never develop into people: their souls stay like the souls of infants."

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"More evidence your world has a lot less qi than ours, then. Souls and cultivators produce more qi as they cultivate, meaning that in the very long run the process is positive sum, so I guess it's not surprising that we have a lot of it. Most animals and many plants here have souls, I think? But it's still fairly rare for them to awaken to sentience - many of what we call monsters are just animals who have cultivated without civilization rather than true qi-dependant species. But there are a lot of sapient species other than humans - the common ones around here are tongwan, who are sort of giant olms. They're 'true monsters' - they need qi to live and reproduce, and they are born already at the start of the second realm. Probably we'll see a couple in class today.

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"It must make for fascinating psychology, getting to study so many different kinds of person.

I'll try not to pester the tongwan students about it too much: I'm sure there's books."

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"I'm sure there are myriad books! The archives are very extensive, even if people tend to focus on our technique library."

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Jasmine notices an odd sensation, almost like...

"Uh, are you okay? It feels like you're having trouble breathing.

Please don't damage my body by somehow failing at breathing, she does not say. 

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"What-- oh, right, that's the false-breathlessness. I'm..."

...oh, a vocabulary hole. Jasmine doesn't know how to say "I'm food-breath convergent" in Imperial.

"...just hungry, that's all. It's...another thing in the same category as synesthesia. My subconscious gets mixed up between feeling hungry and feeling out of breath. It can get a bit annoying sometimes, but it's harmless.

I'm surprised you haven't heard of it: something like one-third of people have *some* sort of desire-convergence when you look carefully. We meet a lot of people washing up from tiny farming villages and the like that never connected the dots, but this seemed like a place that would have noticed.

...maybe there'll be alien psychology to learn about with the *humans* too."

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"Well, if there wasn't already a very good reason to get you a technique which doesn't come with breathing elements, that would be something I'd worry about. I've never heard of people getting wires crossed like that but it doesn't seem surprising, humans are weird in so many other ways. Maybe there will be some attempt to communicate incommunicable insight that you're uniquely well suited to understand because of it.

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"Anyway, it's not surprising that we're hungry, I didn't get dinner. We should get ready and get something to eat quick before orientation.

Jasmine will instruct Kedri as to where to wash (a communal shower for her floor), what to wear (the same style of loose robes in neutral colours she was wearing yesterday), and where to go for food (a cafeteria on the 1st floor of the spire). 

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Showering feels a bit awkward on a couple of levels, but she'll have to get used to it sometime. It's not as if she's never changed someone else's diaper, and this body is overall a decently close match to hers (even if she keeps getting tripped up by subtle differences).

When she gets dressed, she looks contemplatively for a moment at the two medallions hanging around their neck, tucks Jasmine's under their robe, then thinks better of it and wears both of them openly. It's not obvious to look at them which is which, so it doesn't really help indicate who's fronting; it might make for a nice bit of private symbolism, but "there are two people here, please factor that in" seems like a more valuable signal to send to onlookers.

It feels weird eating in a ~public indoor setting without being in a dining-stall, but she'll get used to that too.

Sure enough, her breathing settles down once she's eaten.

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It's very surreal going through a perfectly normal morning routine but without any actual control over anything that happens. She's sort of glad she doesn't have dorm-mates who will approach her to start conversations in the early morning, now. Even if it would probably be better if she was better at making friends with them in a broader sense. Today was going to be the day she firmly resolved to change that, but she guesses she's instead going to do her best to make friends with Kedri, and to encourage her to make friends in Jasmine's place.

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And so, they will head off to orientation!

Orientation is set to take place in a grand hall built for the purpose - it's a semi-circular amphitheater, with grand pillars and abstract stained glass in the window. They have been assigned seats in advance - Jasmine's seat is about halfway up the rows, and about halfway to the right side from the center. There are about a hundred students in the orientation group, who Jasmine will describe and point out to Kedri. These include the following categories:

- Students dressed like Jasmine, with her trained bearing, who Jasmine mostly recognizes as fellow orphans. Perhaps 30.

- A extremely miscellaneous collection of twenty or so who are commoners and much higher variance, in hair color, style of dress (ranging from 'homeless person' in one case, to a rich merchant's son, dripping with jewels).

- A good number, composing perhaps 40 of the hundred, who are dressed like Jasmine, but with nicer robes that display clan markings of innumerable sorts. These students from cultivating families also have a good rate of physical mutations - there's someone with scales, someone with fire for hair, someone with flowers growing along his skin. Jasmine will point out two in particular - front and center, is the Duke's three times great grandson, and in a corner, glowering bitterly at anything and everything is someone Jasmine can't identify, but her clothing bears the crest of an Imperial branch house, marking her as a princess of the imperial family, albeit one some distance from the current reigning emperor.

- Exactly 8, with skin a few shades darker than the common imperials and clothing that's tight-fitting and intricately woven, who Jasmine will identify as the candidates sent by the Warden Hillfolk - those who dwell in the hinterland of the Duchy and maintain the land for the Bank.

- Three students, who unlike the rest are adults in their forties, with blue or silver hair and pale skin, wearing well-fitted black jackets and aprons over well-tailored clothing in dark colors. Jasmine will note that they're Toojeon - an ethnic minority who do butchering and mortuary work and sort of creep Jasmine out.

- Two figures, with serpentine figures long and inhuman and covered entirely with silk veils, to the point where it's not clear how they could see out from under that. These are presumably the Tongwan - the aforementioned olm-folk. 

- And a few yet stranger things - one seat appears to have been assigned to a jeweled amulet left on top of the desk, and in the back, a bio-mechanical spider, all metal limbs and green-glowing tubing, is attempting to fit into a human-sized chair without much success.

The assigned seating has been carefully set out to ensure that nobody is sitting near anyone they already know or are comfortable talking to. Jasmine and Kedri have a noble-born man, about seven feet tall and with marble-grey skin, to their right, a nervous looking commoner in scholarly attire behind them, a slight Warden girl whose hair and clothing both prominently feature dark green in front of them, and a Toojeon with bags under her eyes to their left.

It seems the orientation schedule intends to leave them time to chat, before the speechifying will begin.

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Wow this is a lot to take in.

At least she's not the most outside-context person here? Maybe. By some definitions. They don't seem to be accustomed to having cyborg spiders around, anyway. The amulet could be a telepresence device for all she knows, though she's certainly not ruling out that there's a soul in there.

 

So! Pre-orientation chatting!

she should have, like, prepared a calling card explaining what her deal is, it'll be rough trying to phrase things on the fly

She will...start by talking to the person she tentatively guesses has the least cultural baggage for her to trip over.

She turns around in the seat.

"Hello!" she says to the commoner.

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"Ah! H-Hello?" He looks surprised that someone wants to talk to him and nearly drops the pair of glasses he's been polishing. 

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Maybe they can bond over being nervous about talking to people. That is not unheard of as a way for bonding to work.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I just figured I should start getting to know people." She smiles apologetically.

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"Ah. I'm sorry, I still don't really know what I'm doing here. It's not like I was going to pass the offer up, but it's so - you know. You know that they say the Immortal of Security designed the stained glass to encode one of his secret techniques? A real immortal's personal work!" 

(he shows a notebook, where he's been sketching each of the stained-glass windows and taking notes about their placement) 

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"I did not know that, but then I landed on this world less than a day ago. I'm looking forward to getting a handle on things.

Oh, uh, right, introductions. I'm Kedri, and this--" she gestures at what would appear to be her own body, placing her hand a little above her heart "--is my host, Jasmine."

(Wait, should she have given the longer version of Jasmine's name, like when Jasmine introduced herself?

...well, like she said, she has not had time to get a handle on things. Hopefully it will be okay.)

"There was a lot less ambient qi on my homeworld, or at least that's the current best guess in hindsight. We didn't have cultivators. I didn't know magic was a thing it was even possible to learn, and now I'm going to be learning it." She grins.

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"Ah! I'm Lark! Pleased to meet you. A world without qi sounds like it would be very odd - how did you determine who rose in the government? Purely the results of merit exams? The imperial bureaucracy still makes some use of them - especially for entry at all, but successful cultivation is so important to rise through the ranks. And wars, I can't imagine wars without cultivators - how would mortals even capture fortresses? It'd be impossible." 

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"I think it was a mix of merit exams and internal votes? I'm pretty sure there's voting involved in how they decide who the town's representative in the national senate should be. It's been a while since I paid very much attention to it: I wasn't interested in a civil-service job myself, and I haven't needed to interact much with the government beyond tax contributions and such.

My initial guess on wars would be a mix of 'mortal-built fortresses are easier to take' and 'actually just having fewer wars', but that's very tentative."

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"Ah, that makes sense. I have no idea what is and isn't possible without cultivator support - even the conservative manuals assume you'll have martial cultivators aiding the physical labour of the work and so forth. I wonder if there are any monographs on the subject in the archives? I wonder how much access we'll be given - the paperwork only discussed the cultivator's section, which is naturally very restricted." 

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Jasmine will chime in: "Students have access to the entire non-restricted section, but only limited rights to ask librarians for help navigating the stacks.

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"On the bright side, the lack of staining means you can get a lot done with machines.

Jasmine says, 'Students have access to the entire non-restricted section, but only limited rights to ask librarians for help navigating the stacks.'"

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"Ah, I apologise, I had assumed Jasmine was quiescent somehow. Jasmine is a local, then? I had wondered, at your style of dress." 

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"She's a local, yeah. These are her clothes.

My original body was...no longer habitable. When it died, my soul drifted, unconscious, through the worlds, and yesterday I lodged in here and awoke. In the middle of the induction ceremony, which was...awkward, but...I think everyone's been taking it very well, really. The higher-ups were very good at accounting for both the possibility that I was telling the truth and the possibility that I was a malicious intruder--they've since proven to their satisfaction that I mean no harm--and Jasmine seems to be very adaptable in the face of this shakeup to her life. I'm glad to have her and the Bank on my side, and...I hope to make them glad to have me on theirs.

Oh, and as for quiescence: when this body's awake--so far, at least--both of us are conscious and aware of its senses, but only one of us can control it at a time. We're still getting the hang of switching: it's not really something we can do casually yet. It's early days."

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"Kedri. Please communicate less about our weaknesses to people we met a minute ago." says Jasmine.

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Simultaneously, Lark laughs nervously. "I'm just glad I'm not the only one out of my depth, then." 

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"...sorry. I didn't think something that temporary would be a big deal, but you're right about being on the safe side."

 

Wait, what did he say. Something about being out of his depth.

"It will get better. Even one day has made a big difference; I'm looking forward to how much sturdier I'll be tomorrow."

Is this helping? Like, it's not false, but is it helping? She did say that she was not good at intrigue in general and intrigue-within-this-specific-cultural-context especially.

...she didn't actually say that, did she, just think it to herself.

"...actually, *should* we switch? You have a *much* clearer sense of how to go about talking to people from this culture, plus it would demonstrate how quickly our switching abilities are improving to anyone who might be taking notes on our weaknesses."

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"It's not a big deal, no. Just, be careful. I'd rather not try switching, because we don't actually know how fast we'll be and I had thought you would benefit more from the actual orientation, since I'm already pretty well oriented. If we are improving rapidly, perhaps that can be the secret."

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Lark looks somewhat reassured. "You're right, of course. I only wish I'd had more time to research - I had to leave immediately so most of what I've read has been what I could buy while in transit." 

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"Good points."

 

She grins. "Well, it sounds like we have a lot of library to explore.

How did you get the offer to study here, if I may ask? It sounds like it was all very sudden."

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"Ah, I took the standard post-tertiary exams for entry into the imperial bureaucracy as a citizen cultivator, and apparently I did very well? Or, well enough to get an offer from the Bank instead, I'm not sure what their criteria look like. I certainly didn't get a perfect score or anything like that, I'm not even sure it's possible. And the Bank is a better place to learn than in the common ranks - if nothing else, after a few years, I can transfer in and start at a higher rank with better techniques." 

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"Congratulations!"

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how well would she have done on those exams there are clearly many paths to becoming a cultivator

She almost remarks on how fortunate she is to have landed in this particular part of the world, then decides against it. Likewise with asking about what the exams are like.

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"Thank you!" Lark is going to fail to change the subject and instead fall silent. 

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"Do you know how much time until the orientation begins?"

Maybe she can just sit here contemplatively for a bit, or maybe that would be too wasteful-of-networking-opportunities or something.

(She wonders in passing if seven-foot-tall marble guy has a friendship bounty on him, but honestly he's pretty intimidating.)

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"Not exactly, but it shouldn't be long. We're scheduled to start on the hour - there will be a gong.

(Seven foot tall marble guy seems to be cheerily and loudly discussing tournament results with a girl on his opposite side with a floral-print robe in gold and red and no less than six sheathed swords on her person.) 

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She'll see if she can overhear any useful or interesting information, then.

 

(If that girl has six blades they're allowed to know about, how many more does she have??)

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(Concealing two to five foot long blades is a logistical concern they do not yet have the supernatural power to solve.)

It seems that marble guy's cousin was in the tournament, reaching second place and winning a weapon from the host's vaults, facing in the process several up and coming cultivators from noteworthy families - sword girl hasn't heard of them, so he describes each of them and their speciality, and she speculates how she might go about countering them - a straightforward swordsman, she would counter with a nasty trick and a geokinetic with fast attacks from several directions. She admits her family style doesn't have a good counter for the third place winner, who was creating semi-guided birds out of unparryable fire, and marble guy admits his cousin relied in that fight on brute toughness to withstand the limited number of slow and expensive attacks. She speculates that such techniques would probably be quite vulnerable to even primitive countermagic, and wonders if she'd be able to learn a useful technique for the purposes from the sect, or if her effort would be better spent elsewhere. Before he can respond, a gong sounds, and a hush falls over the disciples. 

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(Yes, but there may be smaller knives.)

 

Now would be a good time for a spiritual notebook.

The tournament had no specific restrictions on style (or at least no obvious ones), but clearly was...not necessarily not dangerous, but safe enough for second place to be a cheerful victory. She wonders what safety measures they take, and what the resulting injury rates are like.

What aspect would countermagic be? Arcane, presumably. That would make it her job. Something to bear in mind for later.

 

She turns her attention to the stage.

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One moment, the stage is empty, and the next, a man stands there. 

He is indefinably middle-aged, with hair and moustache still thoroughly black but his face weathered, just a touch, by the passage of years. He wears lamellar armour made from pale green jade, each plate inlaid with text in gold, too fine to read at this distance. His shield is clearly of matching make, with the finer text on it assembled into a larger character - the character for 'Bank'. He has a spear that appears to have been carved from a single piece of bone or ivory, flowing coils and curves down its length forming a strange and organic beauty. He speaks: 

"Hello, disciples. I am Fortress-Commander Grainhearted Black. I currently have command of the fortress-vault in which you will reside and study over the coming years, and I am proud to welcome you all to be a part of our great work here.

Do not doubt that in coming here and studying with us, that you are becoming part of something greater than yourself. The Bank is the oldest, proudest, and greatest sect in the empire. The Scions of The Infinite Market might be richer, and the Peerless Blade might be deadlier, and each of the Imperial Sects possessed of their own virtues, but the Bank survives. We will not teach you to kill, but to win conflicts. We will not teach you to grasp for wealth, but to create lasting institutions. We will not teach you only the lessons you need to survive today, but the lessons you need to transcend tomorrow.

The Bank prizes, above all things, looking to the future. This is why we chose to align ourselves with His Divine Majesty, who sought to create an empire that would last through the ages as a crucible of legends and the center of the world. That is the legacy which I hope you will be living up to, and I don't doubt that each and every one of you will.

Today will be the first day of your journey as cultivators, on the long road towards finding your own Way and reaching immortality. To do so, you must defy the heavens and overthrow nature - but you must also master yourself and understand your values completely. To ascend to immortality with an imperfect or broken Way does you and the world you would create harm that is unimaginable to you as you are today. So I implore you to think not just of strength and power, but also of wisdom and insight, lest you choose to walk down a path that will lead to the destruction of all you care for, and that you allow us to guide you to achieve a truer enlightenment. 

That said, I'm sure most of you have been yearning for today for quite some time. We will try not to take up too much of your time today - you will hear a little from one of my colleagues on matters of logistics after this. Then, we will have an exhibition match between two of our fine 5th realm: Crucible of Endeavour warriors in order to enlighten you to the true power cultivators can wield, and then you will depart to our archives and dispensaries so as to receive your starting allocations, techniques, and class catalogues, whose printing we unfortunately must leave to the last second to accommodate last minute additions of both teachers and students. I suspect that most of you will want to take the remainder of the day to study those and make the important decisions related to them, so we will not impose on your time until this evening, when you are invited to a feast prepared by the 4th realm immortal chef Songstill Trout, who has kindly agreed to be a teacher here this year. Your true education shall begin tomorrow. 

On that note, I must remind you that beginning to cultivate before your first qi theory class tomorrow is strictly forbidden. Please don't consider this a terrible burden, so much as a chance to start off on the right foot under the watchful eyes of a true master. Thank you." 

He pauses to allow for applause, and then walks off the stage in a manner that's almost gratuitously mundane, compared to his arrival. 

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Was that teleportation, or was he already standing there invisible? (There's no way these people don't have invisibility magic, with an entire Hidden aspect.)

 

She wonders if the writing is purely decorative, or if it's part of the enchantment. Presumably this gear is enchanted.

 

A little part of her wonders how many sects are also claiming to their new disciples to be the greatest, and an adjacent part of her wonders if historical records are good enough that only the Bank has a plausible claim to be the oldest.

Still, what she has heard and seen of the Bank thus far is very promising. (And maybe she only thinks that because of how she was shaped, but...even if she didn't come into existence like this, she came into personhood like this.)

 

"Think not just of strength and power, but also of wisdom and insight" has a bit of the same vibe as the "no internal violence" rule being in large font. She strongly suspects that her default inclination is not weighted enough towards strength-and-power to survive in this society.

 

Her first reaction is to cringe a little at "most of you have been yearning for today for quite some time" and "last minute additions of students", but then again they're also talking about Lark, and very possibly some of the stranger students. She is not the only outside-context person here, and the Bank is clearly accustomed to expecting the unexpected.

 

Did Trout pick their own name?

The semantic bleedover informs her that the term "immortal chef" refers to a food-magic specialist: it doesn't seem to have any more specific implications, like a particular certification or power level or something. Presumably "immortal" is being used here in the same sense where "mortal" means a non-cultivator even though most cultivators eventually die.

She looks forward to learning more about what the results of food-magic are like.

 

That bit about 'we're giving you your first technique today, but practising it before tomorrow is strictly forbidden' is clearly a marshmallow-test: anyone who fails it has proven themselves unfit to be part of an institution that prizes farsightedness above all things. Even apart from that, she very much does want to start off under experienced supervision when it comes to tinkering with her soul.

(She hopes nobody else fails the test and inflicts secondhand-embarrassment on the rest of the cohort.)

 

Ah, apparently this is an applauding occasion: that seems reasonable. She takes note of the form of applause the people around her are doing and mimics it.

(She resists the urge to turn around and check how one applauds when one is a cyborg spider.)

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"Were there any notable bits of subtext in there that I might not have caught, coming from a foreign culture? ...I guess it might be hard to tell which bits would be non-obvious from the outside.

I did notice how they're giving each of us a technique *today* but not permitting us to do anything with it until *tomorrow*, as a test of our ability to look to the future.

...also it occurs to me to be concerned about how they learned what damage a flawed ascension would do."

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"I think that only mentioning two other sects was some kind of subtle snub - lots of people consider the Market to be our rival, so they're likely always in the speech, but presumably there's some specific reason that the Blade was mentioned and not, say, the Heart or the Philosophers, that we'd know if we had more insight into high level politics.

"They're absolutely testing us, but also they are hoping we will have actually read our books by then. Don't know how realistic that's going to be, some techniques fit on a single page and some are thousand page tomes.

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"Unfortunately, flawed ascensions happen? The Bank is not the only sect, and not all cultivators are aligned with the empire. If we're lucky, the tribulation kills them and produces a new regional scale stain. If we're unlucky, then someone successfully ascends as an awful god, and that's how we get new hells.

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"...how often does that happen? How many of them *are* there?

...even-- even the less-bad outcome must be pretty bad, if it's staining a whole region with awfulness."

(not to mention whatever poor bastard ends up hosting them)

"Also, uh, as for 'hell', the language-borrowing gets a bit slippery with things I don't already have words for. 'Realm where demons come from'?"

 

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"The huge stains aren't always awfulness, sometimes people just - contained contradictions that they couldn't resolve, or couldn't commit wholeheartedly to their Way, or they just weren't competent or strong enough to get it right, and they tore themselves apart.

Hells are - well, they're idiomatically realms which are awful. Specific recorded hells are full of demons of some sort, extremely unpleasant to be in, and are often hard to escape or actively working to trap more people. I've read of about half a dozen hells but I don't have a reason to think I've heard of all of them. Probably some of them are just full of demons suffering together rather than that and also occasionally emitting demons into the empire. ... also I should at this point be clear that people use the term demon ambiguously in several cases - it can also refer to, for example, monsters possessed or empowered by forbidden gods, malevolent spirits of any sort, the inhabitants of any worldsoul realm even the nice ones, or specifically the subagents that essence realm cultivators can shard off from their main soul to intervene in the world."

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"Eesh."

 

She wonders if her homeworld learning about cultivation would be a net positive. She supposes there's no point dwelling on that: it'll happen or it won't, and she'll almost certainly never even find out either way.

...actually, no, it's not true that there's no point in dwelling on it. After all, if she does conclude that the existence of cultivation is net-negative, then she should keep it a secret from future worlds that don't already know.

Now isn't the right moment for contemplating that, though. She still has very little information on which to make such a decision, and it doesn't affect her current actions since once the secret's out learning cultivation yourself does seem overall positive (if perhaps slightly questionable on the acausal-bargain front).

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There really is a lot to take in with this world.

 

This time she can nod thoughtfully.

"Yeah, 'demon' was...close enough that it was clear what Tashayan word I would translate it as, but the boundaries didn't feel like they matched up quite right. To us, 'demons' sometimes refers to malevolent spirits in general but mostly refers to ones that possess people. There aren't any back home, but we know they exist elsewhere because we hear sometimes about people getting mistaken for them."

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"That makes sense. It must be very strange, to hear whispers of power but never any firm conclusions.

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(At this point they might notice that the next speaker, an elderly woman in plain robes of dark red, has arrived on the stage and introduced herself while they were talking.) 

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Time to focus on her immediate surroundings again: internal conversation and demon population ethics and who the Heart and the Philosophers are can wait.

She readies herself to take notes. In Imperial, partly for practice but mostly so that Jasmine can later refer to the notes as well.

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This speech will cover practical manners of logistics both for the next few days and for the coming year, including things like thier right to use the teleportation network (trips to and from the sect proving ground are free, and they may make occasional trips elsewhere in the duchy), their compulsary classes (qi theory, history, and ethics taking up one day a week, martial training and physical conditioning most mornings.), and various other details of the sect deal. Much of it is a recapitulation of what they've already been given notes on, or things Jasmine already knew, but it's still helpful to note down. 

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She looks forward to it! Qi theory and history especially sound like they'll be very helpful for getting a better grounding.

 

Presumably she should have at least the basic combat training they give to people not pursuing the Martial aspect, just in case. The thought of having that affordance is a little unnerving, but she can handle it. She thinks.

(As for Jasmine's physical training, that will be a very strange experience to go through given that Kedri can still feel the body when she's not fronting.)

 

Also, teleportation network.

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She actually gets to cheat a little bit on the physical training, having arrived into a body which has ten years of practice at meeting and exceeding the expected standards for physical conditioning - and honestly, that is half the point, keeping the scholars and the jade beauties from dying of heart attacks and romantic wasting respectively. But self defence training is indeed useful. On the other hand, Jasmine will be taking the advanced classes. 

Eventually, the lecture will be over, and it will be time for everyone to file out to the viewing platform from which they will watch the exhibition match take place in a large clear field below. 

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(Jasmine is finding boredom much more unpleasant without the ability to either fidget or to pointedly and deliberately hold perfectly still. She is just. Lacking in stimulation. That cultivation technique can't come soon enough. For now, the exhibition match will presumably provide plenty of food for thought.) 

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It certainly will. Listening in on that tournament conversation has only made Kedri more curious to witness a match herself.

(She trusts that the Bank's viewing platform will be appropriately protected against any stray missiles and the like: it would be extremely out of character for it not to be.)

She smiles as she makes her way out to the platform.

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The platform is a stone viewing area built into the fortress walls, large enough to host a command group - or a hundred students crowding around the railings - and enchanted to suit. 

Once they're all present, the Fortress-Commander will reappear, this time standing nonchalantly on the air a few meters past the railing, as though there were an invisible podium in place much like the one from the auditorium. 

"Now that we're all here, I'm proud to introduce you to our 5th realm core disciples - walking the Way of Inquisition - Orichalch Demon-Harrier! And his opponent, walking the Way of Combat Engineering - Darkened Defilade, Saviour of the Nine Cities. 

Both of them move onto the field by visibly moving through space, albeit at superhuman speeds. Orichalch looks much as he did yesterday - golden robes with elaborate embroidery and all, standing tall and cheerful, a golden chain hanging from either hand, this time tipped with daggers of the same golden material as the spirit-chains themselves. Defilade, on the other hand, is a slight and exhausted-looking woman, her skin pale and sickly and bags under her eyes visible even from this distance, her form more bowed by exhaustion than by the weight of her immense pack and heavy armour, a mundane-looking (and somewhat rusty) trenching axe in one hand. 

"Now, this is just an exhibition match, so don't expect them to go all-out - It wouldn't do for anyone to get hurt. The fight will be until either side yields or is unable to continue, though I trust that they will exercise good judgement in these matters."  

He allows a pause, to make sure everyone is in their proper positions. 

"The fight will begin on my mark. Three, two, one. Go!" 

Both fighters remain still for moments, watching each other from across the field, and as they do so, they unleash their auras. Orichalch's aura of inevitable pursuit is somewhat more bearable for being aimed at a third party, but Defilade's own aura - a sensation of invincibility, of dread omens, of the claim - no, the fact - that every step forward will be paid for with an ocean of blood - added into the mix sends a ripple of shock through the crowd. Those from ducal or comital families maintain their composure, as does the mechanical spider, but the rest of the class are universally staggering and grimacing. The combatants seem to allow this to linger long enough for people to recover and return to observing, before Defilade makes her move. 

She plunges her axe into the ground, and where a mortal would have only a single clod of dirt, her axe brings up an entire hill fort. Faster than humanly possible, she pulls from her bag supplies and starts spinning out further fortifications - as moments pass, the hill-fort becomes a star-fort and then, when further space on her half of the field is not available, she spins out more space, a muddy no man's land filled with conjured reels of barbed wire hanging in the air. But Orichalch doesn't give her time to deepen further - the moment she starts construction, he rushes forwards at a speed so fast an ordinary human struggles to follow his motion, conjuring further chains to parry the bullets and cannon-shots that start to fly in his direction, to pull him forward and to use their golden blades to slice a path through her defences. At first, every path he carves seems to reveal only further fortifications, kill-zones and explosive traps where passage ought to be found, and he flits from edge to edge, leaving chains to fight and pry into existing weaknesses while shrapnel and walls seek to hem him in. He'd be lost in a maze of mud and death if not for their high viewpoint making both him and her more obvious, as she commands her forces from the rear, still assembling further weapons with which to strike him. Moments pass, and he pauses, taking hits from cannons and bullets that often don't so much as pierce his robes to gather his chains into a ball of radiant light that cuts straight through the stone of her fortifications. It misses her entirely, of course, since she was not foolish enough to remain at the exact centre of her fortifications, but he dives into the gap himself, and the fight becomes one of him dodging through stone walls that seek to crush him or divert his flight. He's ultimately too fast for them, and dives into the room where Defilade's last-ditch attempt to chain him in barbed wire falls to his own chain-blades and he can tackle her off her feet and chain her to the ground. She yields. 

The entire fight is over in less than a minute. 

The Commander allows them a moment to collect their thoughts. "Now, perhaps a small test - why did Orichalch win? I will award a small prize to the person with the most interesting insight."

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There's some...flicker in her, an echo of emotion, at seeing Orichalch with those chains.

 

...and on that note, she would really like to not get aura'd anymore, thank you.

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The main thing she thinks, watching the match, is what a boon it would be to have the sheer mental bandwidth to keep up with conditions that hectic. One wouldn't even have to use it for fights, necessarily, though one would certainly be grateful for it there.

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When Black asks why Orichalch won, her first thought is to stay silent. She really doesn't know what she's doing here. She doesn't have much time in which to analyse the match (maybe someday her thoughts will flow so quickly that this constitutes enough time).

But...Jasmine said it was vital to impress one's superiors. She might not impress them if she answers. But she definitely won't impress them if she doesn't.

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"He was faster, and...more than that, he had...a keen sense of the appropriate tempo at any given moment. He was fast enough to outrun or head off attacks when that was what was needed, but also knew when to trade hits for time in which to pull off something bigger."

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...except that's not even Orichalch's top speed, is it. She's seen him move faster than that. (Well, for sufficiently loose definitions of "seen".)

"...or, at least, that's the answer within the...conceit of the fight, maybe. I don't know how many details of the educational demonstration were decided upon in advance: there might be a sense in which he won because he was scripted to win, in order to demonstrate some point like the tempo one."

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The first few people to venture answers, just moments after being asked, tend also to venture bad answers - one suggests that he won because he had higher cultivation, one that it was because his offence was stronger than her defence, and other trivial answers. More sophisticated answers compare the suitability of their respective skillsets or ways to the sort of fight at hand, or comment on the execution of specific techniques - Black seems to dislike answers which are essentially rooted in rote-learned family lore. Kedri isn't the only one to venture thoughts about the frame of the fight, and Black clarifies that the outcome of the fight wasn't determined in advance, and the speed handicap (and other similar handicaps, like the altitude one) were framed behind the scenes with a mind to preserving their normal relative capabilities. In the end, he choses a hesitantly proposed answer from one of the civilian students - "She wasn't trying to win, was she? She was trying to make a victory as costly as possible for him. If she'd been able to, she probably would have fled as soon as he broke into the fortress, right?" - as his winner, citing that it shows insight, and also that it was actually the product of the student's own insight, rather than their ancestor's insight. He gently tosses the prize - a small velvet pouch of unclear contents to the girl, who quickly hides it away somewhere in her fraying robes. She gets several dirty looks - especially from those nobles who had recognised specific techniques and their value to the fight. 

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Well, it was worth a shot (probably, hopefully). And at least she is not getting any dirty looks from people with friends in high places, which is of some comfort.

...she wonders what answer Jasmine would have given, had it been her decision what words the body spoke. Kedri's not sure she quite dares to ask now: it feels too late.

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Jasmine does not volunteer her thoughts on what she would have said, though she's happy to express her thoughts about the overall match - speculating as to if the highborn students have a better trick for enduring the overwhelming auras than the practice they've presumably had from being around their seniors, about what fighting these people at full strength might be like, about how terrifying they'd be in their actual specialities, since neither inquisition nor combat engineering are Ways directly oriented around conflict - as the crowd makes its way to the archives, where they will be received in private rooms to talk to the Head Archivist about their techniques. (Normally, they wouldn't receive the attention and care of the Head Archivist without specifically paying for it, but ensuring that new disciples start off on a good foot is deemed worth the cost. How the archivist plans to conduct ten private meetings at once is left unspecified - presumably they have a technique for it.) Jasmine and Kedri have back to back appointments in the same room, but not for half an hour or so. Some people are milling around talking, some have disappeared into the stacks on their own initiative, and some have left entirely - presumably, those for whom it will be another two hours until their appointment. 

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"I'd certainly like a better trick for dealing with those things. ...of course, the downside would be that then I'd have to practise using it."

 

Parallelism sounds incredibly beneficial in much the same way as raw speed of thought does, although she wonders how hard it is to get used to eventually not having it anymore.

(If she had ten bodies, could she give five of them to Jasmine and let them both take actions in the external world at the same time? And even if she couldn't give an even half, it might still let her at least give Jasmine control of the body that Jasmine is actually located in.

Actually, upon reflection, she is not going to keep this thought to herself.)

"The Head Archivist doing ten meetings at the same time makes me wonder if someday *we* can have multiple bodies, and each of us can use one."

 

She doesn't want to disappear into the stacks and risk getting lost when she has a strict time limit (especially since it seems likely that the library's relationship with physical space is at least somewhat loose), but she investigates the nearest books.

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"Unfortunately, I do not think we have the luxury of never encountering someone strong again, though presumably in time we will also be strong.

"We should look into it. I bet there are a bunch of strong techniques normally limited by attention that we could use more easily. Conjuring a second body from scratch would be pretty hard, but maybe one of us could control a puppet full time or something like that? There are other reasons people don't use puppets, though - construct puppets are expensive and corpse puppets involve mucking around with dead bodies and both are specialised skillsets to make and operate."

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The archive forms a sort of cenote beneath part of the fortress, except instead of being full of water, it's full of books. They're on the uppermost floor of a series of balconies all running around a central void, with reading areas next to the balcony well-lit with cool light streaming in from the skylight in the ceiling, which lights the entire space in a way that feels perfectly pleasant but is on closer examination not at all how daylighting ought to behave. The outer wall of this floor is used for entrances to offices and meeting rooms, but they can see floors below instead line these walls with rows of bookshelves or passages to more secure areas of the library, running down for a total of ten or so floors. There are only a few books on this floor - the contents of a few return trollies and a small reference section for popular frequently used reference books. There are others using the space - some scholars paying attention to their books, and some (slightly) older disciples amusedly watching the flock of newbies. 

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"Corpse puppets do sound...distasteful, but I'd definitely be interested in learning more about construct puppets when we get the chance."

She has a vision of herself (in puppet form) running a surrogate-body shop.

 

She peers down the void, wondering if there are safety nets. She refrains from finding a pebble to toss over the railing and see what happens.

The space does look fairly intuitive to navigate (at least as long as you stick to the main shaft), but if nothing else, walking somewhere else would mean having to be careful to allot enough time to walk back.

She will start by looking at what they have in the quick-reference section.

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They have: a shelf of atlases and gazeteers for the duchy, another shelf and a half for the empire as a whole, half a shelf for outside the empire. A shelf of dictionaries, including one for a language Jasmine recognises as the old local tongue but which she does not personally speak. A shelf of almanacs. A shelf of indexes of historical events - mostly taken up by one comprehensive history starting with the founding of the Bank. Two shelves containing a comprehensive encyclopaedia. One shelf with an extensive encyclopaedia of qi theory. A shelf with technique indexes. A shelf with formation-theory indexes. Two shelves with cultivation resource indexes. Three shelves of biographical indexes. A second reference section on the opposite side of the floor contains duplicates of everything. 

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!!!

(One out of two on "six months and a library" ain't bad.)

 

She almost picks up an encyclopedia, then notices the technique indexes and decides that those are probably higher-priority.

She takes a book from the technique-index shelf and gives the first pages a look. If the information is too heavily compressed and reliant on external context she's missing, she'll go back to Plan Encyclopedia.

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The main body of the technique indexes is just a sorted list of techniques, by aspect and then element and then what passes for alphabetical order in the imperial logography. Each technique has only a sentence or two of description, a few stats like realm, meridian demand, and then references to places where the technique itself is known (often one of "N/A" or "Bank Archives") or to further literature on it. Some books, such as the "hundred perfect blade arts" provide more detailed description of the arts they cover, but there are few techniques common enough to warrant this level of detail here. 

Plan encyclopedia: does she know what aabam is? (A cursed alloy of lead and resentful energy.) Did she know the Aach is a river in such and such county? (It is.) Did she know what an aardvark is? (A sort of small ant-eating mammal.) Did she know what an aardvark, bravehearted is? (That same mammal, scaled up in size and ambition.) Did she know what an aardvark, demon antbane is? (Another form of monsterous aardvark, this time specialised in hunting monsterous ants rather than just being larger and more omnivorous.) Does she know what abaco means? (It's an extremely archaic term for arithmetic.)

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Hmm, okay, she supposes that level of abbreviation makes sense for a reference bookcase.

It would indeed make an excellent reference volume, and it's definitely better than nothing as an orientation tool, but it raises almost as many questions as it answers.

She puts the encyclopedia away.

"What's resentful energy?"

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"Resentful energy is qi that has acquired a negative emotional valence, usually due to being exposed to or produced by someone experiencing a lot of grief, pain, sorrow, etc. Most common in minor stains by people who died unpleasantly but it pops up all over the place. It's not very useful for many things and the things it is useful for are discouraged because someone will try to manufacture it by torturing peasants.

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"Ouch.

Is it poisonous, also? It sounds like something that might be."

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"It's not not poisonous but you won't accidentally ingest it without noticing and bad actors have more effective things to kill you with.

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She nods.

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Next, she tries a duchy atlas.

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The duchy is about 8,000 li across. (A li appears to be about 500 meters). It appears to have two main parts - an eastern part centered around a network of river valleys that ultimately flow out of the duchy, with the ducal capital at a key confluence and many other large cities besides, and, separated by a large mountain range pierced through with a few railway lines, there is a central region centered about what is referred to on the map as the Silver Sea. The fortress-vault is clearly marked as being just off the coast of this sea, and the numerous river basins that feed into it make up the other major population center of the duchy. These main population centres are split up into about 300 counties marked on the main map, but the majority of the western third of the map, as well as several other mountain ranges and border regions, are marked with the block colours of the four warden tribes - mountain wardens, forest wardens, cave wardens, and river wardens. There's no path from the fortress to the outside of the duchy without passing through a solid band of warden territory. The atlas has a chapter on warden territory that is not hugely informative, and then devotes a couple pages to each of the many counties. 

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...sorry, hang on, the political subdivision is eight thousand li?

She checks an imperial atlas: about how many duchies are there, and is this an unusually large one?

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There are about 400 duchies and this one is about mid to low in size. 

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What the fuck.

She does not remember how much total land area there was on her planet, but--if she extrapolates from some regions she knows were unusually large--it couldn't have been anywhere near enough to fit 400 of these.

 

 

...uh, imperial and duchy gazetteers, how much population are we looking at?

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Total imperial population: about 1.7 trillion.

Total duchy population: about 900 million. 

(Both numbers ignoring people who cannot be reasonably recorded on the census, because they avoid interacting or being legible to the government at all, or because they live in a hidden realm that only opens once every hundred years. Also not including the population of the worldsouls of imperial citizens, except for this short list of exceptions who do for whatever reason allow the imperial bureaucracy to run a census of the interior of thier soul.) 

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"...this place is so *big*. The empire's population is over *three thousand times* the population of my entire *world*. This *duchy* has substantially more people than my entire world.

...I wonder if the reason we have less qi is because we have fewer souls. Or if that's *one* of the reasons, at least."

 

(She also wonders how many people live in other parts of the world, outside the empire, but she suspects the empire doesn't know. Still, she might as well try checking the half-shelf on that.)

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"Huh, that could be a factor yeah. Honestly, it sounds half to me like your world is more like on scale of a worldsoul, but they're supposed to be much richer with qi rather than barren of it. Look on the bright side, though, you'll never run out of interesting places to explore here! ... honestly we could probably wander our whole lives and never get bored or leave the duchy, though, so that was probably true of your old world as well." 

(Yeah the world maps all end in "and then this ocean continues on, more or less empty for as far as anyone has checked and reported back" or "unexplored land mass with roughly this coastline" or "here there be dragons". The 'continent' the empire is mainly on does seem to have more people outside the empire than inside it, though.)

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She smiles. "I do like travelling."

She'll spend the rest of the time until their double appointment paging through the duchy atlas, with more focus on areas near the fortress.

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In another 20 minutes or so, it's their turn to be assessed. They are invited into the consulting room, which is decorated nicely but plainly, with a large desk at the center, covered in various reference books and ledgers. 

Opposite the chair (comfortably upholstered) where they are meant to sit, is an ordinary looking old man, balding, with long white hair and a long thin beard, and simple robes. 

"Ah, good to meet you, Kedri was it? Would you like to have privacy for this meeting? I can make it happen with a simple technique, but I can see strong arguments for and against it." 

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She nods confirmation of her identity, then pauses at the privacy question.

"...I hadn't really thought about it, not knowing it was an option. What arguments do you see?"

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"When given a short period of time to make a decision of monumentous importance to your life as a whole, it is often considered wise to do so without the influence of others pressuring you. Some pressure cannot be avoided, but I would never allow a clan member of one of our students to attend such a meeting without a very good, specific, reason for an exception. You might also want to relay to me considerations which you would like to keep secret - or simply find embarrassing to discuss. On the other hand, you will be working very closely with Jasmine, and you might find her input or second opinion informative or reassuring, when it comes to your choice." 

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She looks thoughtful.

 

"I think there are some choices where things would shake out in favour of privacy, and I do hope to build an internal space that the person not using the body can go to, so that we don't always have to be aware of what the other is doing. --I wasn't expecting to use a cultivation technique for it, to be clear: my people taught me mental exercises to help with it.

But we are a team, in a way not easily undone, and we'll need to trust each other with our lives, and I think on the whole it's important for us to have a strong sense of each other's capabilities and make sure they mesh well together. Even if it's also important to make sure we can stand apart, when the day comes that this body fails us or we ascend beyond it."

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"An excellent and well considered choice. Now, can you tell me about your hopes and dreams and what you want from your first and foundational technique? And then I can suggest a couple and we can see if those fit, and if they don't, I can refine my suggestions." 

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(She has a feeling he would have said exactly the same if she'd gone with privacy instead. Perhaps he'd have meant it both ways, and what he was complimenting was her process of reasoning more than its conclusion.)

 

She's been thinking about how to put this.

"There is so much to learn here. Every time I turn around, I find some new expanse. This world is as big as thousands of mine put together, and perhaps with the complexity to match.

Everything else rests on knowledge: there can be no plans without it. I want to become better at learning, and ideally also planning: nothing that would involve major disruptions to my core self, certainly not so soon, but...semantic memory, speed of thought, things like that. That would be a foundation on which I could build.

If at all possible, I'd like it to be something that doesn't require the ongoing presence of spiritual infrastructure once completed, so that it can survive to aid me in my next life. I have no intention of dying anytime soon, but a good plan fails gracefully.

And it's essential, to the point that I would be open to trading off the category of technique if it came down to it, that it be something I can cultivate without having control of the body. I'll be spending a lot of time as a passenger during Jasmine's activities, and it's vital that I be able to make good use of that downtime."

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The ancient archivist hmms under his breath as he thinks for a moment. "An interesting set of requirements. I'm not sure I can cleave to them perfectly, while retaining your desired set of improvements. In particular, I don't think there are any techniques which are worth your time and which can also take you into the 3rd realm with purely passive mental refinement, unless you think that by then you'll switch entirely to another aspect - which I can't really recommend. Even for the arts I would not recommend, by the 4th realm you're transferring the bulk of your existence and cognition over to a new spiritual medium just by intrinsic nature of the cultivation process - the peak of the 3rd realm involves constructing a new soul for yourself and the 4th realm entails moving the majority of your spiritual infrastructure over to the new medium and retaining your old soul only as a lynchpin and connection to the underlying primordial truth of the world. It still makes sense to plan for possible deaths before that point - realistically, even the majority of our students die, of violence or old age, before that point, so you might retain your priorities. But you might also not. What do you think?" 

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(Jasmine is fascinated, even though presumably they will learn more details in their actual qi theory classes. But she doesn't say anything, since this is Kedri's turn.) 

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"...what happens to my consciousness if I die after that?"

That is probably not objectively the most urgent point, but, uh, it's pretty attention-grabbing.

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"The ongoing theological and academic debate is sufficiently contested by people sufficiently beyond you in intellect that I feel even summarising it would be implicitly misleading." 

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"...let's...continue to account for the possibility of the majority outcome for now, especially since it sounds like that would also account for the possibility that 3rd-realm me--with more time and knowledge under her belt--concludes that progressing further would pose too big a risk to her continued existence.

Um, let's see...you said there weren't any suitable purely passive techniques. Are there partially passive ones?"

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"There are! Proceeding with that in mind, I can think of three techniques which you might find satisfying, all fairly well-reputed and orthodox. 

The Four-Yin Spymaster Art is an Academic technique with a Hidden secondary element, relating to - well, idealising the spymaster's role. It emphasizes perception, contextualization, and information synthesis rather than volume of information intake or planning ability, though it is holistically effective - I wouldn't recommend an art which isn't. Its mental refinement is purely passive, but its perception enhancement includes numerous active elements. I think this should alleviate your worry about mental integrity - you might feel as though you have been rendered blind to the world, but you would retain your own internality. The technique is cultivated entirely internally - albeit, it depends on secondary techniques to conceal its qi signature, and it has a very good pedigree - it was obtained from a now-deceased rogue cultivator who used it to reach the 6th realm, and Bank students employing it have reached 4th on several occasions - we normally don't recommend it to those seeking to become spies, there are better Hidden-primary arts for the stealth and covert communication aspects, so that's out of 37 people having taken it. The technique sees use outside the Bank as well, including another recorded 4th realm, but proper statistics have yet to be compiled. 

The Perfect Curious Spirit is a foundation derived from the innate practices of heart-devils with Academic primary aspects. It unfortunately does depend extensively on active qi usage - it's one of those arts which blurs the line substantially, your intellect will wax and wane noticeably as your qi expenditure on it does. However, I would say in all other regards, it's our strongest academic art designed to provide holistic non-specialised intellectual enhancement or enhancement for general-purpose learning, selected from those arts which do have substantial other requirements and which permit purely internal cultivation. It has a misleadingly good pedigree - a 6th realm and two 5th realms, but they were all heart-devils already well-suited for this sort of cultivation, a mortal will have a harder time wrapping their head around it. Ironically, an art devoted to learning is itself difficult to learn. We have still seen good results, though. 

The last art is the Great Academy Immortal Education, developed by our fellow sect, the Great Academy and sold to us as part of a program to improving the prevalence of high-level administrators in the empire. Purely passive mental refinement and cultivation based on memorisation and calculation is combined with the creation of an internal calculation engine, which can do simple cognition with incredible efficiency, including rapid casting of extremely cheap simple techniques and administration tasks which no mortal could reasonably comprehend. Again a form of enhancement whose lack is crippling but not compromising. It's a more sophisticated version of the standard techniques taught to imperial bureaucrats, and thus has had more storied users than I can summarise easily - suffice to say, two 6th realms and a 7th, albeit all at the Academy. It also has an immense library of techniques, both inside and outside our library, designed for explicit compatibility with this line of cultivation techniques, though I will warn that the majority of them were designed to be easy to teach to mediocre cultivators and are thus not very good." 

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She thinks it over for a bit.

* A Hidden foundation doesn't seem like it would mesh well with the synergy plan.

* (Also, "spymaster"...doesn't sound like her? Yes, the people who use it mostly aren't actually spies these days, but still.)

* "Your intellect will wax and wane noticeably as your qi expenditure on it does" sounds...unnerving.

* That last one, on the other hand...

Hmm, an initial question before she contemplates that one further.

"What's the mental refinement of the Great Academy Immortal Education like?"

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"Not to be rude, but very boring. Good at fixing nice legible problems and expanding legible capacities, it's no slouch, but there's - an illegible profundity that something like the Perfect Curious Spirit can provide you with that the Great Academy Immortal Education can't. But it is nonetheless a world-class technique at nice straightforward IQ and memory enhancement, within human limits. It will make you into the finest scholar or bureaucrat - but not into a genius whose cleverness overturns the heavens."

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...he's 5th realm. He's a sort of person who looked at what progression to 4th entailed and did it anyway. Of course he thinks "boring" is a rude term: it's impossible to achieve great things by merely ordinary means, and a person who wasn't willing to risk their very afterlife for a chance at greatness wouldn't have qualified for the position of Head Archivist and wouldn't be here talking to her now (and also nine other people).

 

"I'm thinking Great Academy Immortal Education. It doesn't have the problems with needing Hidden; it has passive benefits without being *limited* to them, and...sounds like it would be a lot less disruptive to my core self than Perfect Curious Spirit; a 'minority' of an 'immense' library is still going to be a lot of options, plus 'easy to teach' is an advantage if I later end up founding the first cultivation school on an ignorant world. Also it sounds like it might mesh well with Noble, and that my prior experience with electric calculation engines might be helpful, though it might also lead me astray: maybe I'll ask the Head Archivist if he knows of precedents on that.

Anything you see that I should take into account?"

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"It does seem to suit you best of the three. If I were going for an Academic technique, I'd choose the Perfect Curious Spirit, but I'm not, and nobody can say of the Great Academy Immortal Education 'oh you're walking the path everyone walks and it never takes anyone anywhere' - it certainly has taken people places. But some of that might just be the sheer number of people who use the art. I do worry that you're - valuing stasis in your core self overly much, at the cost of potential improvement, but your worries about further reincarnation do make me weight your considerations more highly than I would have otherwise. I also have thoughts about - dilution of the ability to just search for high-compatibility techniques and trust they'll work well being a real cost, but we're not clan kids, we can't afford to just coast on techniques that were all designed to work together, so spending more effort on raw quality and usefulness over compatibility when we have the option - which we usually won't, seems like a fair strategy."

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"Look at it this way: two days ago I took for *granted* that a person's core self would always be there, intact. And...it does sound like you just don't get many people turning up here in the first place, some worlds are like that, but...when I found myself in a world with a magic system *nobody* back home--not any of the tens of thousands of otherworlders we've interviewed since we started keeping systematic records, nor any of the scattered ones before that--had ever heard of, and with someone threatening me by entirely new means...my first thought was that maybe any soul that washes up here ends up annihilated and so no information escapes.

It sounds like it *is* possible to practise cultivation and live to tell the tale, one way or another. But it...also sounds like my initial fears weren't entirely unfounded. It might not even *be* annihilation that I end up in: it could be...something like permanent delirium, for example, magic forcing me to stay alive with my soul twisted into a shape that normally wouldn't be sustainable. It could be some much stranger disaster, that I can't even guess at from the information I have right now.

Maybe, in time, with eyes wide open, I'll choose to practise other techniques involving stronger alterations. Maybe, in time, with eyes wide open, I'll choose to migrate to a new soul structure. But I'm not going to leap into that: right *now* it's important for me to start by managing this brand-new form of vulnerability, and look for a path that I won't regret walking once I understand what it is I've done to myself. And if that turns out to be a path that doesn't take me anywhere...I can see why that would bother someone who'd been looking forward to it for ten years, but I grew up expecting *no* magic and *any* magic is a bonus."

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"... yeah, okay. Not going to fight you on this. But you did ask.

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...aaaand apparently she upset Jasmine, shit. Maybe Jasmine, having made the decision to pursue godhood, would rather not be reminded of what might happen if she fails?

...well, now is not the time for figuring that out. The Head Archivist is waiting.

She looks up at him.

"I think I've made my decision, but I have a couple of final questions.

Would the internal calculation engine offer storage and indexing of information--writing, maybe sound, possibly pictures--that either I haven't memorised yet or that's too large or complex to be feasible to memorise? That's one of the main things we use electric calculation engines for where I'm from, but maybe that experience is leading me astray.

And another thing where it might be leading me astray: are there...poisoned techniques, that damage the calculation engine of a cultivator unwary enough to install them? ...'install' might not be the right terminology: it's a literal translation of what we'd say in my native language."

She was going to also ask about whether a 3rd-realm "finest scholar" would be capable of understanding the risks involved in attempting 4th (unlike her current intellect), but under the circumstances, that can wait.

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"By default it can only store text, but text can do a lot more than most people can imagine. If you've worked with similar tools before, you might be familiar? There are numerous secondary augmentations for expanding that with additional forms of data, that you could purchase from our library or from the open market, if that seems like the best use of your resources. 

You are correct that there are indeed poisoned techniques that harm or corrupt the wielder, and show unusual wisdom for your youth to notice the possibility. I wouldn't consider the calculation engine in particular to be vulnerable, but history is full of examples of scholars editing their technique records to hide traps for the unwary, or heterodox sects whose teachings were designed to better enable the master to prey on the student. Creating such traps is beyond the skill of most, though, so orthodox techniques owned by those who are your inferiors in qi theory are pretty much always safe - simply do not practice heterodox arts given to you at bargain prices by shadowy figures or the confusing records of enemy geniuses - I've seen your caution before, and it would be foolishness of the highest order to pass up the greatest treasures you can win for fear of such traps." 

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"That sounds very reasonable," she says, smiling only a little awkwardly. 'Don't use unvetted soul-mods from shady people; the spiritual-computer comes with text-editor software and A/V is possible but costs extra (and can be added later)' are not quite the best possible answers those questions could have had, but overall towards the optimistic end.

(She wonders if he actually knows how old she is, or if he's assuming she's Jasmine's age. It might not make a difference: thirty-eight years of life experience probably seems like very little from his perspective.)

 

She nods firmly. "I'll take the Great Academy Immortal Education."

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"Excellent!" He opens a drawer in the desk, and pulls out a five-volume set of heavy textbooks with cardboard hardcovers, which he hands over.

"Two bits of advice for you, before you hand things over to Jasmine. First, you *can* refine organs twice if you have two human souls in the same body, but it's not recommended to try until every organ is refined at least once each, and second, you should look up the Void-Soul Meditation Scripture sometime. Not a good first foundation at all, but relavent to your interests. That should be enough to be going on with." 

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Wow, that delicious marshmallow is very big. Definitely not one of the ones where it's feasible to read the whole thing before qi theory class tomorrow.

She grins. Risks and all, the fact remains: she's going to be learning magic.

"Thank you."

And with that, she gives Jasmine the front.

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It's faster this time, which is good, because they are in fact on a clock. 

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"It's Jasmine speaking now, sir." 

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"Ah, excellent. Now, if it were this time yesterday, I imagine I would have presented you with the Immortal Guard Katas and the Dancing Dragon Duelist and you would have chosen the latter, and then we would have spent the remainder of your time discussing possible secondary arts for you to study?" 

(Both of these techniques have been on the table the entire time they've been in the room, among the various other books.)

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"Ah. Yes, that seems likely." 

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"And now, presumably, you're interested in something else?" 

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Jasmine looks longingly at the Dancing Dragon Duelist. 

"Yessir." 

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"What is your current plan?" 

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"I'm aiming at a Martial initial foundation, with Hidden and Beautiful as additional aspects in due time. Same requirement for a technique that can be cultivated purely mentally as Kedri. The intent was that I would take control of the body for short term high intensity adventuring, and she would for crafting, research, planning, and such." 

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"A Martial technique with not so much as a breathing component is a pretty big ask, you know." 

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"Nonetheless. We need to be equals, in this." 

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"Very wise." 

He thinks a moment. 

"Once again, I can think of three foundations that might suit. The Void Monk Meditation, which is an orthodox art belonging to a small sect who practiced it exclusively, though they never had anyone over 5th. The emphasis is on total stillness - durability and countermagic flow from that root, though the real techniques for that are Arcane secondaries. It ranks ... acceptably, among the defensive arts we teach our students, several of whom reached 4th with it." 

"The second is the unimaginatively named 'proof of concept #343', affectionately nicknamed the Truesoul Expression by its adherents. Created by a 6th realm qi theorist who is no longer with us, quite some time ago to prove a point about the motion of Beautiful qi, it expresses Beautiful and Martial elements and can be cultivated purely by meditation and introspection. It has very good synergy with shapeshifting techniques, and with various esoteric techniques that rely on an understanding of your own identity that exceeds even that of normal cultivators. Pedigree is not outstanding - two subsidised programs each producing no more than a single 4th realm, and a smattering of later users who never exceeded third." 

"Finally, we have the Bound Bandit's Revenge. Quite heterodox, pushing the limit of what we'd normally teach, but the theory specialists have gone over it and it seems safe enough and quite innovative, and well, it would be good if it could get tested out properly. A Martial art with a Hidden secondary aspect, it has quite a story associated with it. We caught this 4th realm bandit a hundred years or so back, most of his band died in the fighting but he was captured and imprisoned in a medium-security - well, by 4th realm standards - prison. While he was in prison, he figured that out and managed to start cultivating even while locked down, we didn't see a thing until he was already invoking the 5th realm tribulation. He traded the technique for a more comfortable, albeit higher security, prison to live out the rest of his days. The technique itself involves using spiritual tensions to replace physical tensions, it ought to be a good balanced combat foundation, albeit a little unrefined. The Hidden aspect relates mainly to concealing and misleading about qi activity and technique use - it's unclear how much of that you'll get at the first realm, since nobody has used this technique as a primary from the beginning, but it has a lot of potential. And of course, with a technique like this, you'd get more attention from the archive - one of my personal disciples has been very interested to see it in action. And moreover, the original creator is available to interview, if you can convince him to talk. That's a valuable resource most people don't ever get." 

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Jasmine hmmms. 

"What do you think, Kedri? It sort of has to be that last one, right?

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(...she needs to learn the local honourific practices, doesn't she. She hopes she didn't come off as rude.)

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(It does rather sound like the Head Archivist is trying to push Jasmine towards picking that one, for reasons that are non-zero because he wants a test subject for it. But he clearly does also have a good sense of what Jasmine wants, and a duty to fulfil, and there's not really much they could do to defend against him having ulterior motives anyway.

Overall, while she's a little suspicious, it's not enough to sway her from the surface-level conclusion.)

"You did say it was impossible to achieve great things by ordinary means. And that certainly doesn't sound ordinary.

Like when our positions were reversed, it's not the one I would pick for myself, but it does sound like the right one for you."

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"Yeah, okay.

"I'll take the Bound Bandit's Revenge." 

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"Excellent! My disciple will be in touch."

The Bound Bandit's Revenge is hand-written into a cheap paper journal. 

"As far as further advice goes, I think the Third Ice Fist would suit you well. And do make sure to get separate Beautiful and Hidden foundations. You'll be tempted to get a hybrid but that won't suit your needs at all. Anything else?" 

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"Can you recommend a technique for mitigating the need for sleep?" 

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"Ah, yes, the normal techniques would be a little wasteful in this case. Try the Tower-Warden's Liver, I know that's what your foundation's developer was using, and it's quite common among the Warden tribes." 

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"Do you have any last second questions, Kedri?

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"What technique are you using to hold ten meetings at once?"

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"I'm going to rephrase that to be less rude, asking about someone's exact techniques is - too intimate.

"Kedri is asking if you can recommend techniques for pluripresence." 

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"Hmm. My own isn't possible until the 4th realm. I don't really think there are good options at the 1st realm - illusionary presences, perhaps? Or corpse puppets. Construct puppets will be outside your budget unless you luck into an unreasonable amount of money. For illusionary presences - the daemonic agent has many restrictions but is well respected, or alternatively the Latter Mirror Image might suit your situation in a way it wouldn't mine. Our library doesn't really have anything world-class for corpse puppets. The Argent Nerve Wire Arts, perhaps? Or someone did loot the Soul Stealer Sect Corpse Manual when they destroyed them." 

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"I'm glad I didn't think to ask until you were fronting, then," she says, her tone somewhere between relief and embarrassment.

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("Soul Stealer Sect Corpse Manual" sure is an ominous name.)

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"Even an incorporeal second body would..."

...now that she's thinking about it, she notices that Imperial doesn't seem to have a full signed modality, just some bits of shorthand that appear to be aimed at use during stealth operations and loud battles. Or maybe it does have a full modality but those are the only bits that Jasmine knows.

"...as long as the illusion covers sound and not just vision, would let us both speak without always having to relay for each other."

(an awkward thing to frame as a positive right after Jasmine stopped her from putting her foot in her mouth, but needing to use relays does have many downsides)

"I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out not to be cost-effective, but it's worth looking into."

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"I'm trying to aim at a fighting style that incorporates deception and stealth, so I could also use the technique for it's intended purpose."

"Thank you, elder, for your insights. We will take our leave now." 

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"You're welcome - you were a delight to help, both of you."

The head archivist will dismiss them with a wave of his hand, and send for the next student - a nervous-looking man with literally firey hair. 

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Jasmine will pick up both sets of books (and two copies of the class catalogue stack by the door) and head out.

The pair have five or six hours before the welcoming feast. 

"To the dispensary for our starting allocations and then back to my rooms to read?

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"Sounds good.

Could we stop by the technique indexes on our way out, please? I'm very curious as to what the 'Void-Soul Meditation Scripture' is."

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"Sure, that makes sense.

Jasmine will head over - she's not the only one here, a knot of half a dozen other students have had the same idea, but there are enough books to go around, more or less.

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It's not in the first book they skim at all - void is an element, and not a terribly common one, but in the second book, they find an entry under "Arcane, Void". It describes it as "a foundation technique from ancient days, used by isolated populations in qi poor areas in the iceheart duchy. Low quality Arcane foundation with mostly balanced charecteristics, favouring active technique use slightly over crafting. Highly compatible with techniques relating to 'realness' and 'truth'. Special charecteristic of substantially improving personal qi generation to allow cultivation to continue without resources. See citation 234, 456, 458. Partial copy in Bank archives." 

Citation 234 is a book on cultivating in qi poor areas; 456 is a history of the iceheart duchy, 458 is a travelogue of the same region. According to this book, the library should have copies of all three, at least theoretically.  

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...oh. A gift for her future selves, wherever they may live. And what a gift it would be.

(Partial copy in Bank archives. It's going to take some doing to get her hands on this technique, isn't it. She hopes she can pull it off in time.)

"...I'll have to read those citations sometime," she says, "especially that first one.

...but not today. Let's go get those allocations."

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"We'll have a lot to read in these coming weeks, I'm looking forward to it."

Jasmine heads off in the direction of the dispensary. 

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The dispensary is, in many ways, the beating heart of the sect. It has its own little spire, on the edge of the isolated surface district of the fortress given over to smiths and alchemists and other practitioners of arts that emit foul smoke and strange smells. 

The interior of the spire is a large shop packed completely to the multi-storied brim, both with high shelves covered in glass jars full of pills and strange herbs in paper boxes and innumerable stranger wonders, and also with disciples of all ages, who pick through the jars searching for what they require. There are several desks, each with different signs - purchases, commissions, rarities, consultation, each with its own queue. It's lively and crowded, just barely teetering on the brink of remaining orderly in the face of chaos. 

One of the desks has been taken over, with a temporary sign saying "New Students Here". 

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Wow.

This world continues to be a lot to take in, but she's so glad she gets the chance to.

though she would have liked to have had a longer initial life first

She wonders if a 'finest bureaucrat' would be able to keep up with all the everything happening in here.

 

"Do they buy as well as selling, or are those trading missions you mentioned unrelated? Or both, I suppose."

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"At an institutional level, yes, but they don't want people wandering in with 500 pounds of honey or a fresh dragon heart or whatever, so the norm is that you sell to contacts who craft professionally or to middle-men, and then they sell their results to another building that does intake. Presumably if we end up doing trading directly with the sect, we'll have to figure that out but it isn't the sort of place you spend your childhood staring longingly at.

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"That's fair."

(The 'fresh dragon heart' bit sounds potentially concerning--are only some dragons people?--but she decides that now is not the time to pursue that particular tangent.)

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Jasmine will join the line for new students, then, which fortunately, only has one person in it, a woman dressed in the style of the other nobles but with faded colours and frayed hems whose argument with the bored and bitter clerk about the amount of money they're allowed was winding down as they arrived. Soon enough, she storms off and the clerk turns to Jasmine. 

"Name and token?" He asks. 

"Prudence-of-Measures Jasmine and Kedri" she replies, passing forward the two tokens. 

He briefly examines them. "- Now I don't know what you did to break the security already but..." And then he shouts "MANAGER!"

The woman rushes over in a moment immediately swats him in the back of the head with a closed hand fan. "You were briefed about this, two people in one body, so they get two allocations." He huffs in annoyance and turns back to Jasmine. 

"So, apparently you didn't do anything, and get two allocations. I guess you're not the weirdest new student we've had today - that spider wanted its stipend to be paid in rice futures. Don't spend it all in one place." And then he takes out two purses of gold coins, and two small wooden medicine chests, and hands them over. 

Jasmine will politely thank him, add the boxes to her pack alongside the books, and leave. Shopping can happen after they've figured out what they need. 

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...hopefully that guy will feel better after a nice lie-down where nobody yells at him and no weird exceptions get thrown at him, and he is not just like this all of the time. Especially since they will probably end up interacting with him again at some point.

"...well, at least that worked out in the end."

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And they will return to Jasmine's room without incident. 

"What should we look at first? It's going to be sort of annoying, only being able to read one thing at a time." She says, after carefully checking the vials they've been assigned and locking them away and laying out their books on her desk. 

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Kedri wonders if it's possible to see out of an illusion-body's eyes (presumably instead of seeing out of the real body's eyes, for someone who is not planning to have superhuman sensory processing for the foreseeable future) and thereby collectively read multiple books. It would still be annoying to have to keep asking Jasmine to turn the page (...minor telekinesis? definitely put a pin in that line of inquiry), but probably better on net.

"Introductory sections of each technique? Or at least check if 'introductory section' is a meaningful way of describing how the Bound Bandit's Revenge is laid out; I'd be surprised if my stack of textbooks doesn't have an introduction."

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A thought occurs to her.

"...uh, to double-check, mental cultivation is not something you can do by accident, right? It's not like trying not to think about a pink bear? They just hide the exact details from kids to prevent them from making a reckless-but-conscious *decision* to do it?"

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"I'm pretty sure you need to take the drugs we were given to start cultivating."

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"Is the idea that the secrets are an additional line of defence, so that a kid trying to get powers they're not ready to handle would have to steal or smuggle *both* drugs *and* textbooks?

...I guess they might not explain their security reasoning to a kid either, in case it gives the kid ideas for how to get around it.

Well, I suppose if purely-mental cultivation techniques were infohazardous to people currently forbidden from cultivating, the Head Archivist would have mentioned that in the lists of downsides."

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"Technique secrecy is kind of a big deal in general? Your techniques are your main asset as a person, so you shouldn't share them or information about them. There are a lot of taboos about that. But, yeah, they didn't give us an itemised list of what secrets were being kept from us and what workarounds we'd have been able to perform if we discovered each specific secret." 

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"Fair enough.

...I guess if information gets out about your techniques, it *would* help enemies plan around your weak points, huh. That...sounds like it must make buying on the open market tricky."

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"Techniques on the open market are usually trash, and when they're not trash it's hard to prove it, and if you do, the market gets flooded by simplifications and knockoffs. The real deal stuff is sold in auction houses under the same level of scrutiny - and nearly the same level of expected secrecy - as a sect.

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"Good to know."

 

(Part of her thinks it's a shame that they have to be so secretive here to protect themselves from rivals, when open access to information is so beneficial to research.

Another part of her points out that she remains undecided on whether to keep the entire existence of cultivation a secret. Maybe she's looking at a post-black-ball-tech-equilibrium here, and this culture has evolved to be secretive about techniques because share-and-share-alike cultures get blown up.)

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"Anyhow, reading introductions.

Jasmine will skim the titles of the five volumes of Kedri's books, which are titled in order, "Philosophy", "Advice", "Cultivation", "Recommended Reading" and, by far the longest, "Source Code". The first two seem to be an entirely mundane collection of proverbs, advice, and practical details on upright living, accountancy, bureaucratic work, and, scholarship. The third volume discusses cultivation matters. The fourth volume lists, along with blurbs and justifications, about two hundred books considered timeless classics any literate person ought to have read and understood (Jasmine has, skimming the table of contents, only heard of a few dozen, and only read three). The fifth volume contains implementation details for one's spiritual calculation engine, encoded in an arcane format that is apparently explained somewhere in the third volume.

Jasmine's single volume seems to have been written off the cuff, without any planning - it launches straight into a description of the core insight, and it isn't for some time that the author realises that since they're writing for a new cultivator, the basics also need to be covered. 

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On the one hand, never reading volumes other than 3 and 5 would be very short-sighted of her.

On the other hand, one must prioritise.

"I expect in the *long* run I'll read all of this and some second opinions on its advice besides; hopefully *after* I obtain some minor scrying technique or something, some method of letting me read without it taking up your time. Even forms of scrying that are normally too limited to be of much use might work for this niche usecase: I wonder if that will make it more affordable.

But volume three seems like the one most likely to contain things I would regret not having read yet in class tomorrow.

I suppose the next question is, are we likely to regret not having read more of these before the class catalogue, or is that the higher priority?"

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"If these are remotely typical of the books our classmates are being given, then we cannot possibly be expected to comprehend them by tomorrow, but we can be and are in fact expected to make our choices of electives tomorrow. So class catalogue?"   

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"Agreed."

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The class catalogue, unfortunately, devotes the majority of its space to classes which neither of them presently qualify for (technically, anyone can enter any class, but the teachers have the right to arbitrarily test and expel any students who don't have a reason to be there). Structurally, the intent seems to be that each class consumes about one 6-8 hour day a week of teaching, and then requires about that again in reading, coursework, or self directed practicals, though naturally the real experienced amount of effort may vary greatly depending on how superhuman you are relative to the teacher's expectations. 

Jasmine quickly identifies that she can only reasonably do the basic classes for her Hidden or Beautiful aspects, but that she qualifies for a more advanced martial class by virtue of her existing skills. The advanced martial classes are sorted by teacher rather than by subject, though some of the teachers do in their blurbs describe their intentions to teach a specific school. Some groups are ongoing classes run by elders while others are run by mere core disciples - and more likely to be new groups this year.  The teacher that most appeals to her is the Count Thousand-Arts Oak, famous for never using the same technique to win a tournament twice, but she could be talked into a more conventional elder famed as a bodyguard and tank, or an assassin teaching far from home while the heat dies down.

On Kedri's set of aspects, she qualifies only for the basics - for the Noble aspect, that's a class named "Etiquette and Peerage". For the Academic aspect, that's a choice between a class on remedial scholarship, intended for the illiterate and innumerate, a class intended to orient burgeoning scholars, and a class intended to be someone's first steps into a finance role. For the Arcane aspect, that's a choice between a class named "Practical Resource Extraction" and a class intended as a survey of the 'arcane arts' - alchemy, formations, and other sorts of crafting. 

"So, unfortunately, it looks like we won't be able to take all the classes we'd like to take. Two each might be a viable workload?

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Thirty or so hours per...ah, per seven days, okay.

(Hopefully none of them are expecting her to be more superhuman than she is.)

"Yeah, two sounds about right."

 

So, let's start by eliminating possibilities.

She is, by good fortune, not illiterate in the local language; furthermore, a remedial class would not fit the impressiveness goal at all.

She wouldn't be against taking a financial role, but in a choice between that and "orienting burgeoning scholars" she'd take the latter. (She's never particularly thought of herself as scholarly before, but it's not like she's never read a textbook for fun and anyway there is so much she wants to learn about magic. And geography. And history. And dragons, and beetles, and...)

Practical Resource Extraction vs Survey of the Arcane Arts is a tougher choice, but if it came down to it, resource extraction sounds more, well, practical. Jasmine was saying something earlier about how maybe, with some retraining, Kedri could parlay her pre-existing skills into butchering magical creatures. Maybe she can take Survey of the Arcane Arts at some future point.

That narrows it down to three options.

 

"'Practical Resource Extraction' sounds very useful. Maybe we can do that hunting plan after all.

I'm torn between Noble and Academic, the normal-scholar one: both of them sound valuable for getting a more solid grounding in this world. I'm leaning Academic: it seems odd to not take any courses relating to my foundational aspect, and...I'm not sure how much the etiquette course would actually help with things like not asking people about their techniques, or if it's teaching me to play specific social games in specific contexts that are largely avoidable by someone who hasn't had time to learn them yet. And on that note, I suspect that the culture clash would interfere less with impressing the Academic teacher than the Noble teacher.

Does that make sense, or am I looking at this the wrong way?"

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"I think some people feel that they can slack on direct teaching in the skills they're going to be using most and enhancing most efficiently with magic, but I'm not sure it's a good plan at all. You're hardly the only uncultured person who is going to be trying to enter the nobility here - I think that the sect has better odds on becoming a baron than, like, being a baron's grand-kid, so I do assume the Noble course is going to be like, tolerable, even if you're like, a street rat taking it so that you can better interface with your employers? And whatever social games it teaches aren't going to be easily avoided, because like, again, strong cultivators and nobility overlap and the social dynamics of the empire are supposed to be a major check on the power of warrior-cultivators to just force issues. I'm not sure any of that is actually a reason to pick the noble class - unavoidable in this context does mean, like, unavoidable but you'd be part of a well-established class of people failing to avoid them while being bad at them, and also this won't be our only chance to learn, or even to learn from a good teacher. We have decades to pick up every skill we'll need ever - it's about what skills will let us move as fast as possible in the next, like, six months to a year, that we need to study."

For example, she does not say, this is why I am not taking classes that will help with self-transformation and desirability, because those are harder to turn into hard currency than monster-hunting.

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"Hmm.

Academic...does seem like it would gain the least from 'direct teaching', when I look at it that way. Not because it's the one I'll be enhancing the most with magic, but because it's the one most...amenable to studying the normal way. There's only so much social interaction you can learn by reading library books: that really *would* want a tutor.

It does lose you scholarly contacts, I suppose, but gains you other contacts.

Six months to a year...hmm...

...they're both very valuable, but...things about the world do seem more likely to come up in *slow* contexts than things about society, contexts where I would have time to ask you about something. Whereas with social interaction, I...it's very much a faster pace."

(she thinks about the exhibition match, and feeling like she didn't have time to confer with Jasmine on what to say)

"Maybe my initial Academic studies should be reading the Great Academy Immortal Education textbooks and pursuing the lines of research that come up in them, wherever I can fit that in?"

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The Great Academy Immortal Education textbooks say as much, not just implying but outright stating that if you complete their program of reading and studying, that will be in and of itself, sufficient to allow one to be an educated scholarly gentleman*, if you comprehend it properly.

*gentleman here used as an ungendered translation of the chinese term "君子 " or Junzi, common in Confucian thought and usually translated to "gentleman" because "distinguished person", "moral person", "superior person" or "son of the monarch" are all clunky and have weird implications.

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A reassuringly familiar form of education, really, if a tad self-aggrandising.

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Well, people have become gods this way, you know.

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"I think the main disadvantage there is that's nearly the same as just taking three courses in the first place, but if you think you can keep up?"

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"Do you think so? I think promising a book that I'll study something when I find the time is a much lighter obligation than promising an authority figure that I'll study something fifteen-ish hours a week for months. It's strictly better than the scenario where I study Noble and Arcane and *not* Academic, because I have the right to go back to that plan at any time. And having a reading list in mind might help keep me from getting overwhelmed when investigating the library, which I would certainly be motivated to do either way."

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"I think it's essentially just - is the plan where you study noble and not academic with no fallback a good plan? If you're considering that as your plan, are you going to deprioritise and cripple your cultivation in general, which is the most important thing, in order to keep up with your classes? Because it does you no good to have options if those options aren't good, and it's a subtle trap, prioritising face over actual resources - it's tempting precisely because of how important face is, but you won't be able to keep up with the classes if you're not cultivating fast enough because you were spending too much effort on classes. Probably you should be more emotionally prepared to just disappoint some of your teachers if that's what it takes to keep moving forward. If you want to see yourself as having an obligation to your teachers, it's an obligation to - be strong, to be your best self, so you can contribute to the sect later. Also, I didn't think of this before but - it does seem really dangerous to assume any part of your technique is optional, just because it's not directly about cultivating. They weren't - making a mistake, when they published those books as a single technique, I assume.

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Kedri would like to go back to her previous trajectory of feeling less lost over time, thanks.

"Mm, yes, I noticed the implications of labelling the cultivation book 'volume 3'. The question is how to juggle the priorities, and honestly I still feel like I don't know enough to-- to have a solid ground on which to weigh those kinds of choices.

If...hmm...if there's room in our schedule for each of us to take two courses, and my technique is essentially a course in itself, that kind of implies that I should only take one other course. That feels too easy, not competitive enough for this place, but...maybe it isn't?"

She sighs. "Any idea how much longer until we stop needing sleep?

--sorry, maybe that's kind of snappish, just-- I'm just very aware that I don't know what I'm doing."

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"I think if we knew more about the academic course we could make a better call about if it'd overlap with your technique, or if they'd just be trying to pour two different sets of literary canon into your brain at once. I'm confident it's the former for martial classes, but there are more directions to take academia. I'm reasonably sure nobody will be worried by you only doing one class if you're doing it well and we're achiving in other ways as well, like cultivating fast. That's no reason to not do as much as possible, but how much is possible is what we're looking at, and we are planning to do a lot more than one person with one body would normally do already. So I think it's probably it's right, not to be too ambitious here. If we turn out to have a lot of free time, we can work or take up crafting or spar and read more. Unfortunately I think it will be months at a minimum until we can go without sleep, I don't even know how much the technique that was suggested costs. ... which suggests having more free time as well, if we have something we want to save up for as fast as possible.

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Okay. Maybe things aren't quite as desperate as they sounded earlier.

The tears couldn't well in her eyes in the first place, and so they can't now stop. Her shoulders can't loosen, and she can't smile, and she can sort of sigh with relief but it's not the same.

In her heart, though...

 

"Invest in more time and processing power with which to do things, then do them," she says. "I like that plan.

I kind of wish I'd thought to ask the Head Archivist about scrying and not just pluripresence, but we'll figure it out.

...I wonder how fast the text input is on the calculation engine, if it's more like writing everything out manually or more like skimming or glancing: there are ways I could see it working where it would be faster--in terms of time spent using your eyes--to scan books in and then read them at my leisure. ...I will also need to learn the etiquette about when it is appropriate to copy other people's books into one's spiritual infrastructure.

I suppose that's getting a little ahead of myself, not having even begun to build the spiritual infrastructure in which to *keep* a library." She laughs a little. "Another reason to want to cultivate quickly."

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Jasmine smiles. "Yeah. So many plans founded on capacities we'll have someday, and none on what we have today. Cultivation is really the most important thing. So, the Thousand-Arts martial group, Introduction to Stealth and Security, and Practical Resource Extraction? And then spending the rest of the time on personal study and work."

"For what it's worth, I think the cultural norm is that if you let someone see a text and they didn't perfectly memorise it, that's on them for passing up the chance to. Most people aren't carefully emphasising the distinction between their memory and their techniques.

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Things are so much better with a solid plan under one's feet.

"Sounds good," she says, with a smile in her voice. "Both the class schedule and the library norms."

(she is going to build a beautiful archive, her hot-library a comforting warmth nestled up against her soul)

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"With that sorted, what are our priorities for reading now, both today and in the near future?"

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"Today, probably focusing on our cultivation books. Yours first, I suppose, since you already have control over turning the pages. ...although, we *were* also talking about practising switching, so maybe that's not so much of a factor after all.

In the near future, apart from cultivation books...researching the details of techniques that would let us make the most of collectively having more attention per unit of physical bandwidth--reducing sleep, scrying, telekinesis, speaking without using the mouth, we'll probably think of more--and figuring out how feasible they are as goals in what timeframes."

(She elects not to mention the cultivating-in-qi-poor-areas line of research at this time. 5 - 10% death rate is not great odds, but she feels like she has reminded Jasmine of this more than enough today.)

"I'll want to read up on world-specific things like history and geography, particularly the parts that are common knowledge. Books aimed at children tend to be much better at not making assumptions about what the audience already knows, but there might be reputational issues if I'm caught reading those. Maybe there's something aimed at immigrants or travellers from far away parts of this world? I don't know if you get enough of those to write books specifically for them. I guess if you have trillions of people, it doesn't need to be a large fraction to make a substantial market.

...maybe there is an Introduction to the Empire for Talking Wolves."

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"Hmm, maybe some books from early in my education would suit. But they were all aimed at kids, and quite frankly you're smarter than that? But maybe you'll just read them quickly. I think that if awakened animals have a charecter suited to etiquette they mostly come out knowing it the same way they come out knowing language and cultivation."

"As far as research topics go - I have a vague sense that there's a noble clan somewhere that has multiple people per body somehow, so we could look into that? And we should be looking up information about the proving grounds so that when we go there we can be more effective, they're the obvious place to start with the monster hunting plan."

"I think maybe we should focus on your technique, I'm happy to switch facing and I expect yours to take more time to read.

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She's glad to hear that she has still come off as smart, given that she feels like she's been spending a lot of time floundering lately.

"I think it's worth giving the kids' textbooks a look, at least.

Ooh, if there are people who have already been working out best practices for body-sharing cultivators, that sounds *very* helpful! Even if the details are secrets, I bet there's useful tips we could glean from looking at the general outline.

And yeah, I don't have a good sense of what to expect from the proving grounds."

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"Starting with *my* books certainly works for me," she says, with a touch of amusement at herself.

 

"Oh, speaking of other body-sharing cultivators, what's a heart devil? They've come up a couple of times now."

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Jasmine is going to attempt something tricky: she's going to try and pass the front while also talking to Kedri. 

"Heart devils are like - if you immerse things in lots of qi and leave them for a while, decades or centuries, sometimes those things will wake up and start cultivating? Heart devils are like that, but the thing which wakes up is something you've been repressing or compartmentalising, or the losing side of an internal conflict, or an intense emotion. A part of you which is separate enough from you that this sort of outcome makes intuitive sense. Sometimes you can reabsorb them or reconcile yourself to them, or just share, but often they want to eat you to use your power to enact whatever it is they're about, so you have to fight them.

She fails to pass the front. 

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"...I guess that's another reason why it's important to understand yourself and resolve your contradictions."

She...supposes this is not substantially more concerning than the existence of demonic possession in general. Although it would be unnerving, to know that the demon was a part of you once.

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"Indeed it is. I'm going to focus on passing control to you now." 

Jasmine will sit and meditate and eventually get it.

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Kedri checks the front and back matter of the Immortal Education, looking for indications of a suggested reading schedule or order.

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The Immortal Education suggests, in the first pages that ideally you would read all of the recommended books first, then the first and second volumes, and only then the third volume, only using the following schedule as a guide as to what to refresh yourself on, but that this isn't realistic advice so instead, please read this introduction, chapter 1 of this book, the introduction and chapters one through three of the second volume, and either these two volumes of poetry or, if inaccessible, at least the excerpts provided in appendix a of volume 5, before reading chapters 1 and 2 of the cultivation book, which are sufficient in themselves to allow cultivation to the start of the first realm (then go read these six books and most of the rest of the first two volumes while you're working on that). 

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If she'd been preparing for this since she was twelve, perhaps she could have done things the ideal way.

But she's had, at most, one day. Realistic order it is, then.



Even so, she smiles as she settles in to read.

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The Great Academy Immortal Education is surprisingly readable, for a textbook covering a mix of philosphy, ancient literature, and technically detailed metaphysics. The author had, if nothing else, an undeniable knack for communicating difficult concepts efficiently, albiet with heavy use of proverbs and classical allusions - each of which does, at least, get explained, either explictly or by context. 

The first chapter of "Philosophy" covers the design decisions of these books and very persuasive justifications of the ways education in general, and this education in particular, aids in behaving in a manner functional, ethical, and righteous.

The first chapter of "Advice" is largely advice on good study habits, and in particular, good study habits for people whose mental capabilities are changing fast as they study. She's through the big warnings on how to safely self-modify her mind without doing unsurvivable damage - not easy with this technique but certainly possible, and the carefully chosen examples which mean she'll never forget them, and into the section on managing energy and burnout when your limits are constantly changing when it's time to get ready for the feast.

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In hindsight, she should have read this before the class catalogue after all: she'd probably have come up with the "one class plus this" plan faster and saved a lot of trouble.

Well, lesser timelines safely averted, time to focus on this one.

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Ooh, it comes with cultural literacy in proverbs and allusions! She is making so many mental notes...upon reflection, she will get a notebook and (after confirming with Jasmine that it's okay if she uses this one) make a bunch of physical notes.

 

Yikes. They are, uh, certainly doing a good job of explaining why you should not eat the delicious marshmallow unsupervised. She's...glad those outcomes are very avoidable.

 

She makes a lot of notes on the energy-and-burnout section too. That's certainly going to be useful sooner rather than later.

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Ah, it's almost feast time.

...normally she doesn't pay mild false-breathlessness much mind (and it is even milder than it was this morning), but she feels a little self-conscious about it after having worried Jasmine. She tries to steady her breathing at first, but in the current circumstances she's not so sure that it's worth the distraction of having to consciously monitor it.

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Jasmine is grateful for the reminder that she is not asphyxiating but it's not a huge deal now that she's aware of the situation.

They can get ready for the feast, putting on Jasmine's best robes (which are, well, the same as the rest of her robes, but slightly less worn and of slightly better fabric) and generally trying to look presentable.

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The feast is being held in yet another grand hall, this one in a long-house type style, but scaled up in ambition and grandeur to that of a cathedral. Arches meet above them; the walls are tastefully hung with weapons and tapestries. At a high table sit elders and seniors - the fortress-commander is here, as is the head archivist, but the third seat fit for a 6th realm is empty, and while many of the other seats are filled, more than half are empty, left to honour invitees who could not attend. Two long rows of tables run down the room from the high table, with the outside edges used for seating and the centre filled with numerous fires, stoves, and preparation areas, where dozens of chefs are hard at work preparing the meals at the direction of the exuberant chef Trout, who is herself working at slicing up a tuna with a long thin blade that is only kept from being a sword by the fact that most swords don't have handles like that. The students have, again, placement pre-determined, and a page will see them to their seats.

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It's...so strange, to see...hundreds? of people gathered around a single indoor dining table.

She's eaten communally at smaller extended-family gatherings, twenty individuals but only three sets of breath-bonds. She's eaten at restaurants where the opaque dining-stalls were all along the edges of the room and the centre was all transparent, people chatting happily with one another by signing through the glass. She's eaten outdoors.

Indoor feast halls feel as archaic and distasteful as the practice of a whole family bathing in a single tubful of water.

She's never been in a disease-warded feast hall before. She never thought she would.

Her subconscious dredges up an old memory of reading an interview with a walk-in, and how he said that perhaps the single thing he missed most about his native culture was the midwinter feast, everyone coming together to stand strong against the night and prove that there could still be warmth and joy in the world. He understood why people here had stopped doing such things more than a lifetime ago, it made conscious sense as a tradeoff, but...nonetheless, something had been lost.

(Something as vital as air, and requiring as much caution. But then, she would say that.)

She wonders what the people here have gained, by being able to build vast cities like the one she saw out the window this morning. She's not an experienced judge of population, but she thinks it was bigger than any pre-modern Rekkan city ever got before collapsing under the weight of its own disease load. And modern people gladly gave up trying, when trains and telegraphs first conquered the tyranny of distance.

Maybe that was a...collective trauma, or...or a selection pressure: back in the day, everyone who wanted to live in cities moved there and got themselves killed or crippled, so she is descended from the people who didn't want to.

Cultivation has existed here since time immemorial: twelve thousand years at least. They...never had the visceral flinch at crowding carved into their culture and their souls by the teeth and claws of Nature, pruning away the edges of the desire for togetherness whenever it grew too great.

What does community become, unbound from its natural limits?

Maybe she'll find out. She'll never be a person who was raised here, let alone a person who evolved here, but it's surprisingly feasible for her to one day become a person who's spent 90% of her total-lifespan-to-date here. Maybe, in time, the flinch will ease.

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It is with this on her mind that she sits at the table and looks around at the strangers dining to her sides and the strangers cooking in front of her.

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Sitting to her left is a woman in a blue robe emblazoned with a house sigil based on a stylised ship's hull, wearing heavy make-up to match and looking like she is very clearly putting on a blank face to conceal her emotions. Sitting to her right is a man wearing a sheepskin jacket (with wool still attached, along with extensive embroidery) and a wolfskin hat on top of his robes, looking equal measures exasperated and excited. Across from them is one of the chefs, offering them drinks. The honoured guests may choose from a variety of very expensive but ultimately mundane rice or fruit wines, a variety of fruit juices squeezed fresh, or cold water. 

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Not the right time to strike up a conversation with someone, then.

Part of her feels relieved at not facing another almost-certainly-awkward conversation right now, while another part of her feels guilty about not embracing opportunities to network (and a third part of her feels sorry for the adjacent people who are apparently having bad days, and hopes that things get better for them soon). She should work on resolving this inner conflict, but not right this moment.

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"Freshly-squeezed fruit juice" and "fruit juice preserved in a way that makes it last indefinitely but taste terrible and have neurotoxicity right around the edge of what a soul can compensate for (it would be strong enough to affect your mind, if it didn't taste so bad that in practice you couldn't drink it very quickly)" is a weird juxtaposition. She thinks she's vaguely heard that there are people who lack the taste receptors that make alcohol taste bad? Maybe that's more common here. Or they're masochists, that could also be it.

(Does this tongue lack those taste receptors? She's not sure she wants to find out the hard way; plus, if it does, without that initial warning system she might accidentally drink the wine too quickly and end up intoxicated in public. Which...presumably this culture is pretty permissive about, if they're serving alcohol straight-up like this, but that doesn't mean she's okay with it.)

She selects one of the more unusual (from her perspective) fruit juices she's curious about, opens her mouth to ask for it, pauses, then confers with Jasmine on whether to get that one.

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Jasmine is fine with trying that particular fruit juice, she hasn't tried it before either.

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New juice it is, then!

She takes a sip and smiles.

"What do you think? I think it's great; I know having the same tongue isn't everything, though."

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"It's pretty great! Not my favourite fruit juice ever, but better quality than I normally get to have. Maybe a little underwhelming, for a 4th realm's table, I sort of expected something utterly incomparable.

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"Maybe they're easing us into the utterly incomparable bits."

She takes another sip. It continues to be delicious.

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Hmm...

"Are there any other psychoactive drugs someone might casually offer me that I should...know to watch out for, to be able to make an informed decision? Not necessarily tonight, but like, in general.

I've eaten dishes that had wine as an ingredient, and we use alcohol for cleaning things, but drinking a whole glass of it is not something we normally do in my culture. I happened to...know what I don't know, about how to handle that, but maybe I won't recognise the next one."

 

(She hopes she can get through this conversation without letting on how repulsive it is to--even at safe doses--take disruptors in public. It's true, but she shouldn't say it.)

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"Uh, there are probably a bunch? Opium, tobacco, cocaine, cannabis, psilocybin mushrooms, off the top of my head. Lots of cultivation materials are psychoactive as well. Wait, does caffeine count? We drink a lot of tea and coffee. So lots of things, I guess."

"I think people mostly won't offer you things which aren't well-known to have effects without advertising them to you? The effects are like, the point. But you're right that wine wasn't marked as such, because nearly everyone drinks it at least occasionally. I can keep an eye out and warn you, if I notice something?"

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Psilocybin mushrooms??? Aren't those one of the ones that cause fatal brain damage sometimes????

...she guesses it would make sense if cultivators' souls can handle even non-magical disruptions better.

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"Thanks." She gives a wry smile externally and laughs a little internally. "I suppose it *would* be in your own interest too, for that matter."

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"Indeed. For reference, the food will probably have some unspecified magical effects but - not ones I'd describe as psychoactive, probably." 

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She nods.

"That makes sense, for an exhibition of food magic."

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"What *was* your favourite fruit juice ever?"

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"Mango! It's not - always profoundly good but it's reliably good and when it's good it's very good." 

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"I don't think I've ever had mango juice! I'll have to try that sometime. I've had dried mangoes occasionally and those were good, so that's a promising sign."

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"It's much better fresh than it is dried, I think. Dried, it loses something important about the texture and the aroma."

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"A lot of fruits do. But we didn't have the right climate to grow mangoes where I lived."

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- their attendant is trying to get their attention, to explain to them the meal.

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Kedri will set the matter aside for the time being, then. She's definitely interested in learning what to expect from the feast.

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The feast will be a series of five courses, served in a 'chef's choice' style, each dish personalised for the one it's served to. The exact content of each course will be described as it is served. The final course is something very special, and will be an excellent opportunity for them as new students.  

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(She's nervous about not having options or even advance notices, but she resolves to do her best to take things in a spirit of adventure. And maybe the food-magic(!) will help.)

"Personalised?"

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"A chef's intuition for these things must be finely honed - they know the food better than you could, but they must also know you. It would be wasteful to present to you fine food that you'd dislike. So it is for all artists." 

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(They met, like, a couple of minutes ago, though. And profiling only goes so far, especially with aliens. Presumably this is a magically-enhanced sense of what they'd like.

She tucks this away next to "Orichalch's apparent inability to communicate with her telepathically" in her threat model.)

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"I guess we're making things extra interesting for you, having to balance a shared tongue and diverging tastes. I..."

She was about to say 'I hope it's the good kind of challenge', but there are a lot of cultural contexts where that would put pressure on them to pretend that everything's fine even while they quietly resent her for making their jobs more difficult, and she's not remotely confident this isn't one of those contexts. She manages to restrain herself.

"...I look forward to experiencing it," she says instead. Hopefully that constitutes a good thing to say.

(She is, in fact, looking forward to experiencing it, even with her nervousness.)

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"You are not the hardest people to serve today, or even the hardest people running on normal human sensory hardware. The short notice is a troublesome factor, but we are confident in our skills. The first course should be ready momentarily." 

And indeed it is! The first course for Jasmine and Kedri is a set of three skewers each on its own plate, one of venison, one of duck, and one of eel, all wild-caught from different parts of the province and lightly grilled over charcoal, and each served with a sauce and side of pickled vegetables tailored to pair with that skewer. 

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(That's a good point. What do you serve a cyborg spider? Or an amulet?)

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It tastes like something you'd have at an autumn festival, people cooking meat over a fire right then and there.

The smokiness goes very well with the meats' inherent flavours.

The pickling is...intense, but not quite too intense.

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To Jasmine, it's like the sort of thing you can get on any street corner (not that she has been on many street corners in her life), but executed perfectly - it tastes of freedom and woodsmoke. The savoury sauces and the pickles are very much to her taste, unsurprisingly.

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(The Ship-Icon'd noble to their left is enjoying instead, small balls of rice topped with slices of raw fish, and the sheepskin-wearing man to their right is enjoying similar skewers, though he has four and none of them are eel.)

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Huh. She had a coworker once, long ago, who got fired for safety violations because she kept eating raw fish and trying to get other people to do it too. (Kedri had refused, of course.) She supposes food-magic lets you actually pull that off.

It's odd for a moment to see that someone else got more skewers, but upon reflection he probably has a higher metabolism. They'll need to save room for the other four dishes.

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Indeed! The next dish is the same for everyone - a large bowl of savoury broth, rich with collagen and pale and clear, filled with finely sliced strands of meat and vegetables. Eating it fills the body with strength, warmth and anticipation. 

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Kedri looks around to check how the locals are going about eating it (lifting the bowl to your mouth and drinking from it like a cup? some type of scooping utensil or other? something more complicated?), then mimics them.

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Mmm.

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(It feels a little weird, eating enchanted food when there are all those folktales regarding the importance of not doing that.

But then, not all enchantments are hostile. It would be more precise to say that you shouldn't accept enchanted food from someone you wouldn't trust with your soul, and she's already accepted a technique and a set of foundation draughts and multiple oath-bindings from them.

She doesn't regret any of that. It's been worth it.)

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Soup is consumed with the aid of simple ceramic spoons, elegantly shaped so that the end will hook onto the edge of the bowl rather than fall into your soup if you let go of it. There are also chopsticks, for things which are not soup. 

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Jasmine is starting to see why dukes and kings go to war over the services of immortal chefs. This soup is really good. 

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As the soup course is winding down, the woman with the ship icon will, having finished both her soup and her conversation with the person on her other side, politely turn to introduce herself to Kedri. 

"Greetings, allow me to introduce myself. I am Wrathbrave Crane, granddaughter of the sixth Count Wrathbrave. Who are you?" 

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This sounds like a job for a full name.

"I'm Kedri yet Naipa bren Teludi. Kedri's my personal name; the other bits mean that my mother's name is Naipa and my father's is Teludi.

It's good to meet you."

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"Are you one of the locals? My parents have always spoken very highly of the Bank-orphans as a class, they've often times been some of our family's most dependable customers." 

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"My host is. I...reincarnated here from another world, is I think how you say it.

It's not something where one can control the destination, but I think I've been very fortunate in where I've ended up." She smiles.

"Customers? What is it that you do?"

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"How interesting. You've certainly had a fortunate opportunity, then, to be able to study here, both in the empire and at this sect." 

"My family is highly involved with the Silver Sea Shipyard Sect, who run all the best shipyards on the Silver Sea. The sect runs many missions and mercantile endeavours through its own members and companies but the majority of what we make is sold to other cultivators, and the Bank is naturally one of our most honoured customers." 

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"I'm looking forward to it."

(Kedri refrains from enthusing about the textbook-reading she's already done, since it seems like that would be covered by technique taboos.)

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"I worked at a fishery in my previous life, so while my experience with ships is not as deep as a shipmaker, I've certainly acquired an appreciation for them."

She looks thoughtful.

"...all of ours were mundane: there wasn't much qi on my world. Are yours enchanted?"

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"Obviously." She is too polite to show offence, but.

"Even the mundane shipwrights we work with produce only the highest quality." 

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...did she say something to imply that they were not of high quality? Is she getting a bad grade at social interaction again?

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...that phrasing kind of sounds like only shitty boats remain unenchanted.

"I'm still getting my bearings in this world: I didn't know for sure that ships could be enchanted, though I'd have guessed so.

What sorts of things do ship enchantments do, if I may ask?"

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(She wonders if she should try leaning a little less hard on the kinesthetic impressions of how to pronounce Imperial, and speak with a noticeable Tashayan accent. Maybe people would be more forgiving of her noobishness if she were blatantly foreign.

Well, mid-conversation wouldn't be the time for that, in any case. She'll consider the matter more carefully later.)

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Crane allows a little enthusiasm to leak into her voice. "We do all sorts of things! Simple structural integrity and harmony with the winds, of course, and high quality integration for techniques - which really needs to be done custom to get it properly right, and speed and automation, and one of my uncles makes cannons capable of being used by 5th realms." 

"And then there are the real projects! Our founder's ship, the Brave, can with a suitable captain run at near peak combat efficiency without other crew, function effectively in the heart of a volcano, and sink entire fleets - it's the toughest ship on the Silver Sea, the first to ever brave the Fireheart Isles and survive intact." 

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(Okay, apparently that was a good question, phew.)

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"Wow!

Sailing in the heart of a volcano sounds like quite the story."

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"The Fireheart Isles are a major stain - at least sixth realm - and at their core, the sea just flows straight into the lava chamber. The Brave could sail right in - even today, the expeditions are very profitable for our clan." She laughs lightly. "I grew up on tales of the wonders and terrors they found down there." 

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"May I ask what your favourite tale was? Or your favourite non-classified one, anyway."

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"Ah, how could I have a favourite, there are so many - how she outsmarted Bitterness, how she slew the ancient lava wyrm, how she warred and made peace with the people of the hidden inner islands. Our founder was very impressive! She left us many wonders to use and puzzles to solve." 

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"This world is so vast," she says, "so many kinds of...people and things and places in it. I wonder what it would be like, to grow up on an island in the middle of a volcano."

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"Who's Bitterness?"

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"I have never really heard good things about little communities isolated in seas, literal or metaphorical, of danger. They get clannish, ruled by petty elders, breaking every generation in order to stay strong enough to survive. Like a forbidden* technique but on the scale of a society." 

"Bitterness - I don't think anyone ever really figured out where he came from, but he was very old and very inhuman when my ancestor met him, and he liked to poison ideals, talk people into becoming worse versions of themselves." 

*lit: 'a technique so dangerous or self-destructive that reasonable people would never learn it, centrally the sort of technique that burns your long term potential for short term strength.' This is a two syllable adjective for technique.

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She nods. She's familiar with the concept of having to...carve away parts of your soul, to fit into a life that's too small for you. Which...seems like it might get concerningly literal, when combined with cultivation.

 

Kedri considers asking whether the founder defeated Bitterness in a lasting way or just won her encounter with him, but isn't sure how to put it politely. Crane is describing him in a way that implies he isn't still a problem in the present, so that's a good sign.

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"Anyhow, what classes are you taking? I'm taking the advanced Noble class for prospective captains, but - I'm not entirely sure how long I'll stick with it. Depends on if I can meet some good retainers, I suppose." 

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"Practical Resource Extraction!"

(Crane only mentioned one course herself, so Kedri will not attempt to pre-emptively justify taking only one course.)

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"Ah, a worthy field of endeavour, though one quite outside my own specialisation. I have no aptitude for the Arcane arts whatsoever. Do you have a background with them?"

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"Not yet, but it looks promising! And I'm hopeful that some of my skill with cleaning fish might transfer in some places: if nothing else, it's experience with working through squeamishness.

I was never really in a situation where I could get a background with cultivation: we didn't have cultivators on my homeworld. It's probably the qi equivalent of how societies in places with very little metal can't really invent a lot of technology."

 

(She pauses for a few moments, trying to decide whether to mention the clan-trait situation.

But she was concerned that might be a touchy subject as it was, and she's already made at least one substantial misstep in this conversation. You have to crawl before you can walk.

...also, come to think of it, she's not sure whether any of it would be covered by the general secretiveness regarding one's capabilities.)

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"Life without qi sounds quite unpleasant, but if nothing else you wouldn't get monsters as places with too much do."

"It's my understanding that Toojeon transition from mundane butcher-work to the Arcane sort without difficulty, but I don't know to what extent they depend on their secrets for this, they're very insular."

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"I look forward to seeing how much of it I can get from the Bank's class."

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"As for the lack of qi, it helps that there aren't any stains, so technology can get pretty complicated. It's-- I'd want to learn more about the Iron City to say for sure, but at a glance my host said the tech level I was describing sounded something like that."

She looks around at the hall.

"It does mean I've never been in a big communal feast hall like this before," she says with a slightly self-deprecating chuckle. "Non-magical disease protections can take you a long way, but they'd struggle in a room with lots of people eating together: normally, when we're indoors we wear masks designed to filter the germs out of incoming and outgoing breath. We have indoor restaurants, but each table for a person or family has its own booth to help keep the breath from mixing. Some of the booths are made of glass, though, so that if you want you can still see people around you and talk to them with hand-signs.

There are other measures we take, but still."

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"The works of the Iron City are wonders without measure. One of my cousins journeyed there to get a prosthetic - even with the cost of the trip, it's still often cheaper. I am glad your world has such things, even if they lack qi, and that they are widely-spread."

"I think outlaws or barbarians who lack suitable lords or wards still dine in halls like this, but such folks do many foolish things - often because their cultivators are immune to the consequences anyway. It is good that you found a more civilized way, even if it had its costs. I can't imagine the process of court or government without communal gatherings such as this."

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"Maybe for people who are living a dangerous enough life anyway, it hardly registers in comparison.

Courts were still held communally even before we learned to clean the air: they just took the risk. It used to be common to get sick practically every year, sometimes more than once." She grimaces.

"It'll be...

...I saw a city out of a window this morning, and...within my grandparents' lifetimes, living like that would have been a death sentence, or at best a path to spending much of your time convalescing from one illness or another. It'll be interesting to learn more about what that's like, what ways of life even mortals can have here that it hasn't sunk in for us yet are possible now."

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"How awful." She says about the sickness, in the voice of one who can afford doctors of such quality that she's never been sick in her life. 

"Cities are wonderful, and this one is much larger than the one I grew up in. I'm sure there are a myriad fascinations to be found there. A shame we're all going to be so busy, but I'm sure I'll find time to at least visit the docks." 

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"Maybe there'll even be practical benefits to going there."

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"Never underestimate the value of connections and retainers. One man cannot make a ship alone, so one must always know people with specialised skills from whom one can obtain what one needs. Thus is the empire richer than petty barbarian states, and great sects greater than lesser sects." 

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"Indeed.

The importance of cooperation is especially visceral when sharing a body, but of course two cannot make a ship by themselves either."

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Crane nods, and any attempt to continue conversation is interrupted by the polite but insistent arrival of attendants with the next course of their meals.

Kedri and Jasmine get a meal served on two large platters, one an array of sliced fruits (with decorative whole examples) from around the empire, each with a distinctive flavour and aroma, alongside stories of their cultivation that the attendant can provide, and the other covered with neatly sliced roast pork, with a crisp skin and a spiced aroma. Between the two platters are a collection of dipping sauces of many kinds, suited for both the fruit and the meat. 

(Crane receives a grilled giant octopus tentacle that makes her gasp with delight, while the fellow on Kedri's other side has a huge mutton steak, doused in translucent pale brown mint sauce) 

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!!!

Even the non-magical parts of this world are full of wonders. Like guava. Guava definitely qualifies as a wonder.

 

The pork is also tasty, if not as exciting as a fruit sampler. She particularly likes how the skin turned out.

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(...the octopus tentacle is kind of weirding her out a little. She's...maybe not that bothered in her own right, so much as aware of how ethically controversial it is?

Maybe it's not controversial here.)

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"You're right: fresh mango *is* even better than dried."

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Jasmine is busy having emotions about the pork. A memory from her childhood, maybe, from the distant hazy days before her parents died, of ... some kind of celebration? The details escape her. 

"The pork is really good." She manages to say, her mental voice unusually emotional. 

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"Pretty good, yeah. Though it sounds like you love it more than I do.

Maybe the idea is that the pork is for you and the fruit is for me."

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"That would make sense...

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"You should dip it in that sweet-sour sauce more, it's the best one.

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"Sure."

(Sometimes, the visceral importance of cooperation tastes like sweet-sour sauce. That's just fine by her.)

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Then Jasmine will fall silent and enjoy the meal. 

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Kedri tries putting a bit of starfruit in the sweet-sour sauce also. It's an interesting combination to try, but on the whole she thinks she appreciates the starfruit more just as it is. Ooh, this sauce seems like a good match, though...

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And thus the meal proceeds. The meal is satisfying and invigorating, but somehow even as they fail to approach 'full' the invigoration only grows. 

The next course is a dessert and palate cleanser, a dish of shaved ice with a selection of light and sweet syrups, and a carbonated drink, sharp and sour and ambiguously herbal in flavour. Drinking it, it appears to be a stimulant of some kind, awakening and focusing and intensifying the senses. 

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The fizziness works weirdly well here. Kind of like the pickles, it's intense but never quite overwhelming. Maybe the invigoration makes it easier to handle.

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Jasmine is starting to get the impression she likes stronger flavours than Kedri does. Oh well, at least nothing here was properly spicy food. ... it would be a little irritating if she had to give up eating spicy food. She's not going to complain, though. 

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With the plates for the penultimate course cleared away, instead of serving the final course, Chef Trout will ring a bell and gather the attention of the entire room.

"I hope you have all enjoyed your meal thus far, honoured guests, and thank you for attending this feast. For our final course, I have something very impressive for you." And here, she sweeps a cloth off the enormous display that has been set up behind her, to reveal a dead lionfish the size of a horse on a bed of ice, with stripes of bright iridescent red and blue and great and terrible wreaths of spines still present as they were in life. 

"- a Fireheart Lionfish, of the fourth realm, hunted and brought here especially for this meal. The sashimi from this fish will contain much of the power of its flesh, and if consumed properly will, with the aid of the prior courses, burn impurities from your body and soul to aid in your upcoming cultivation. But beware, for if you lose control of these forces, they will burn you up from within, and you might be terribly injured. Because you are new initiates, we have doctors on hand to treat any injuries." 

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The fish was of the fourth realm?

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...is it a person. "Constructing a new soul for yourself" sounds like something you would need to be a person to do, but what does she know.

She's not per se opposed to the idea of maybe eating a person, but hunting a person would seem like a dangerous precedent.

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...that description sure was missing a lot of the specifics you'd need in order to be able to give informed consent. What qualifies as an impurity? What, historically, is the failure rate of attempts to properly consume this? (There's a big difference between one in ten thousand and one in five.)

she's been rather enjoying not being terribly injured

also she would feel guilty about injuring Jasmine

...what if she succeeds and Jasmine fails (or is that not how it works because Kedri's the one fronting)

She suspects it will turn out to be something worth the cost. But still.

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(...it's probably closer to ten thousand than five: the phrasing "to treat any injuries" implies that Trout thinks there's a decent chance that all of the hundreds of people here will succeed.)

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Also, it's looking like she'll be eating raw fish after all. If only Belera could see her now.

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Hype! This is the sort of powerful boon she was hoping for! And hopefully the 'engage successfully with the profound cosmic forces that are offered to her' test will be more passable to her this time, since it's more on her level. 

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Trout sets to work slicing the lionfish up with her great cleavers and knives the size of polearms. It's almost a matter of theatre to her, grand flourishes and delicate slices. In a flash, three delicate slices of pale flesh have been plated for each student. 

The servers deliver two plates to Kedri and Jasmine. One for each of them. It's very important that they each eat and process their own portion, lest the burden be overwhelming. They explain in simple terms the meditative process needed to assimilate the energy - visualisation and focus on the sensation of heat, keeping it stable in their belly and then allowing it to diffuse. Pain is a useful signal that this inner fire is touching things it should not be alloyed to touch, but they do have some wiggle room which will be merely painful and not substantially injurious. 

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(Someday, perhaps soon, they will both be good enough at switching that it won't matter who happens to go first when taking turns doing something. For now, it's fortunate that it will be Kedri who will have to switch on the spot.)

"What happens if everything goes well? I'm not sure if 'impurity' is an unfamiliar term-of-art or something."

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"It is. You accumulate and assimilate microscopic physical and spiritual influences as part of living in the world. For a healthy mortal the effect is negligble in all respects, but for a cultivator, they compete with your intended movements of qi and are a source of noise and imperfections in your cycling and refinement. 

In this case, the impurities will be entirely destroyed and you will not have to worry about them being unduly emitted in a manner unpleasant or hazardous - this species of lionfish is highly prized for the quality of purification it can offer. You will likely be spiritually exhausted but not debilitatingly so, and you will likely experience symptoms of the phantom heat sensation, such as sweating, etc. If you were suffering from qi poisoning, pill toxicity, or similar, such a meal would permit substantial steps towards recovery." 

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She nods. That sounds like a perfectly ego-syntonic benefit.

Right then. Here goes.

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And her (well, Jasmine's, but who's counting) stomach is filled with an intense heat that seeks to spread throughout her body. It starts to burn almost immediately, albeit only in a slight way. 

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Kedri focuses on containing the heat, willing a controlled release. One wouldn't want to be enveloped by the sun, but sunlight is healing nonetheless. She'll hold this cleansing flame, let it burn away the impurities, and emerge stronger.

She does, as it happens, have a fair amount of experience with meditation.

(She lets go of a passing thought wondering what Jasmine is experiencing right now. There'll be time for that later.)

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The poison - for that is, in the end, what this is, does not wish to cooperate with her nice friendly metaphors. It roils and seethes, deadening her senses and her limbs, straining from her control. It's not quite intelligent, but sometimes it feels almost like it is, with the way it calms to gather its strength and then seeks to escape in concentrated plumes.

Someone, somewhere away from her, screams in pain.

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Jasmine can't feel Kedri's soul, so she only knows what is happening to the body - the jabs of pain and increasing dulling of senses (though they are not yet worse than they were before the stimulants). It's concerning, but You Do Not Interrupt People While They Are Cultivating. For very good reasons, like honour, and not interrupting them while they contain the fire that could consume them both. So she waits, and wonders if one day she and Kedri might have something productive worked out for the second person to do in times like these.

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(...yeah, in hindsight it was not actually a good idea for them to all do this together (such that any one person screaming would distract the rest), was it. She supposes there would be logistical issues with doing it separately, but still.)

She flinches a little at the sound, but no: she has more pressing concerns than a stranger's pain, already well on its way to treatment. She'll put on her own oxygen mask.

(A passing flicker of amusement, that the sense-dulling would make the screaming easier to ignore.)

She's taken plenty of poisonous medicines in her time, and been far better off with them than she would have been without.

Look, fire, maybe you haven't quite gotten the memo yet, but you serve her now. She's tamed the corpses of fish beyond counting, and she'll tame this one too. The fire's not the only one who can gather up its strength, and--unlike it--she has a whole self's worth of strength to draw on.

Out here, on the front lines, facing down and conquering the horrors of dead fish that others cannot handle. That's her, alright.

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It's not simple, and never easy, but the work is surprisingly engaging, and time flies by. Perhaps she doesn't get off entirely unharmed, but in time the sensations mellow and flow under her will and then, fade into a surprisingly mundane burn of exhausted lungs and muscles.

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When she's sufficiently confident that it's over, she sags, places her hands against the table to steady herself, takes (with a little difficulty) a deep breath of likewise magically-purified air.

She grins.

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(Presumably the aftereffects would feel less mundane for someone who had learned to control their qi. All of the non-mundane qualia are going on in senses she doesn't have yet.

She looks forward to those new capabilities, that expansion of her subjective world into layers that were once hidden to her. She's made the path towards it a little smoother, now, for future-her.)

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She switches out of the front for Jasmine's turn.

"Are the general body aches some sort of subjective reflection of my spiritual exhaustion, or can you feel them too? I...hope I'm not starting you off at a disadvantage."

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"I'm certainly feeling some of it, but I'm confident I'll be fine." 

Is it perhaps hubristic of her to assume that anything Kedri, who learned cultivation existed yesterday, can do, she, who has been trained in meditation and mental focus under pressure and exhaustion for years, can do just as well even with a handicap. Yes, it probably is. That still does seem to be true, though. And the people who were going to be screaming have mostly finished by now, she thinks.

She reaches for the second plate of sashimi. It's vaguely surreal, actually, having command of her body after hours of not that.

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The fire in her belly is no kinder or safer than Kedri's dose, and it's all the worse for her worse state.

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But she pushes through, fighting it systematically and steadily, with the patience of a martial artist assured of her invincible defence. She doesn't escape entirely unburned, but acquires no wounds she feels require medical treatment.

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By the time she is done, the room is largely empty - only two other people are still meditating, one with a serene look on their face, and the other with an agonised look.

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Huh, so that's what the fire is like from the outside. Or from the back, anyway.

(Ow.)

Overall, Kedri is pretty nervous about whether Jasmine will make it, but there's a tinge of relief that Kedri won't have to actively strain for it herself. She's glad to know that she's strong enough to do it once in a row, but she's very much in agreement that twice in a row would be overwhelming.

(Ow.)

Right now there's nothing to be done but wait, and--ow--try to at least mentally recuperate, and hope that they won't need more serious recovery.

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...they made it. Their first step towards something greater, towards becoming the finely honed and polished souls they want to be.

Over the telepathic link, she laughs with relief and triumph.

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"One step down, ten thousand to go!"

"... we should really go get some sleep. It's late and we have classes tomorrow."

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"Sleep definitely sounds like a good idea right now."

(even if it will not involve cuddling Tenida and telling her all about the day Kedri's had)

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Then they will return to Jasmine's room to sleep. 

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Kedri dreams that night of travelling the Silver Sea in a magical hot-air balloon, taking notes on what she finds on a tablet that might also be a book and/or a projection of her spirit. The notes are in prose, and she's kind of worried that she won't be able to think of a good way to make them into a poem like she ought to, but maybe if she reads them enough times it will be okay: there certainly are chunks of prose that she has memorised, it's just easier with poetry.

Well, there is a time for processing data and there is a time for gathering data. She can think about ways to sing the praises of a dragon's toughness after she finishes scratching a shed scale with rocks of standardised hardnesses to see which ones leave a mark.

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Jasmine does not remember her dreams. 

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And thus, in due time, morning is here. 

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To Kedri, waking not in control of the body feels like a momentary disorientation, not unlike looking at Jasmine's thumb and seeing its lack of freckles.

 

"Looks like it's your turn for morning routine today," she says, with a bit of amusement.

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"So it seems." Jasmine will go, get changed into suitable workout clothes, and stop by the cafeteria for her spire to obtain some savoury steamed buns to eat on the way to the training field - they're not late, but they did sleep as much as was possible without being late. 

When they arrive at the training field, Jasmine will suggest that Kedri should be fronting for the exercise, and will focus on yielding the front rather than striking up conversation with their classmates. She won't be the only one meditating before training, though.

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"That makes sense. I'm sure I could use the practice at moving in this body, for one thing."

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(Though hopefully there won't be anything to trip her up too much in public.)

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They will be instructed in drill by someone who introduces himself as Major Ash, an enormous man with half a dozen banners strapped to his back in a sort of martial peacock-tail. Today, he says, you will be learning warmup stretches (in practice, only a minority of students really need this, but he's fussy and makes sure at least two nobles or bank-orphans are corrected with shouts or raps from his cane before the same errors are noted from anyone who is learning for the first time). For all his bombastic shouting and corporal punishment, he's an effective teacher - his words have an unnatural weight to them, hard to ignore and harder to forget. 

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She's glad he's making sure everyone's on the same page to start. With how quickly they wanted her to start cultivating, she was kind of half-expecting to be dropped into the deep end on this too.

She's also glad--on the whole, anyway, given the shouting--that he's using attention- and memory-enhancing magic for her, until she learns enough of the Immortal Education to enhance her attention and memory herself. (She wonders if the two magics would synergise.)

She'd rather have a rap than a shout (less painful), but she makes no attempt to express this preference: it seems likely to be counterproductive.

(Far better to have neither, of course--she'd rather they'd gotten an instructor who was better at restraining himself--but then, in a more ~combat-oriented society a reputation for being like this is probably less likely to bite him.)

 

She does need the experience at moving with this body, but not all of it in the way she'd expected. She does have to adjust her proprioception to the slightly different shape, get used to the body's individual quirks, but a lot of what's metaphorically tripping her up is actually how easy the exercise is, relatively. She realises she'd been subconsciously expecting to be very out of shape, having been in no condition to exercise for quite a while now...but that was a different body.

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Jasmine does rather think she's in good shape, yes. 

(Getting shouted at when you can't respond or fix the problem is surprisingly stressful - Jasmine normally doesn't find being drill sergeanted at very stressful at all, but if she can't control anything about the situation it's just random unpleasant stimuli. She wonders about the ability Kedri mentioned of shutting yourself off from the senses but can't figure it out and instead meditates for a bit.) 

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Stretches will only take half an hour; for the rest of the two hour block, they will be running around a track. 

This is when the divide between those who have inhumanly vigorous physiques (the imperial princess, but also another woman with red and gold feathers instead of hair and a man with ice-blue hair), those who are merely in good shape (all of the orphans, most of the nobles, and a good number of the others), and the rest, who really are not becomes obvious. Major Ash proves to be uncannily good at turning up next to you and providing either an encouraging shout (if your will was flagging) or a shot of invigorating energy (if you were hitting a physical limit), keeping everyone training at an intense and exhausting pace for the entire duration. 

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(She wouldn't say the running is directly enjoyable, as such, but it's so good to be strong again. It's good to know that she--that they--are capable of this.

As she runs, she imagines herself sent to an adjacent town in an emergency to fetch some vital medicine or piece of information. Can she make it?

It would seem that she can.)

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In due time, they are done, and are sent off to shower and eat something properly filling before their "Ethics and History" class starts, in an hour or so.

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Kedri is pretty hungry, but she's certainly not going to object to showering first. Besides, she knows better than to eat without having caught her breath yet if she can avoid it.

Showering is significantly less awkward today, now that it's not the first time she's navigating it.

 

Indeed, by the time they reach the cafeteria the idea of food is somewhat less acutely appealing, but there's still a fair amount of true-hunger.

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On the menu there are more steamed buns, various stir-frys dripping with different sauces, and savoury rice porridge, on offer, among other things. Everything is heavy on the meat and light on the filler.

But then, having retrieved her food, she needs to find a place to sit - the entire cohort is eating in a single room. Nobody seems to have the courage to sit near the imperial princess, who is her usual stormily antisocial self, but otherwise, there is not enough space to not share a table with other people.

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She looks at some of the Bank-orphans and wonders how different the sight appears from Jasmine's perspective, rich with associations Kedri hasn't formed.

"Is there anyone in particular we should sit next to, some friend you normally hang out with at lunch or something?"

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Jasmine's mental voice sounds sort of pained. 

"... No, not really. I guess Garnet and his lot" (her thoughts gesture at a trimly dressed young man at the center of a knot of orphans.) "would be an okay choice? He was planning on being a merchant, I think, and we should try and have that sort of contact. But he's sort of irritatingly slimy. And I probably already know him well enough to be able to check if he's willing to buy stuff for a better than market price. We should probably find someone else.

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...right then.

Well. Jasmine sure does have someone she sits with at lunch now.

 

Who would be a good choice for the earnestly foreign charms Kedri can bring to bear?

...you know what? Kedri is going to go sit with the robot spider. Maybe they can share tips on dealing with aliens or something. And an outside-context person is more likely to correctly interpret it as a well-meaning accident if Kedri ends up stepping in some cultural quicksand.

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(Also she might get to learn about what being a robot spider is like, which would be very cool. She would be happy to share information about what being an otherworldly walk-in is like in return.)

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The robotic spider is sitting in a corner, nibbling at a plate of what appears to be paperwork, looking sort of wilted - whatever it is, it does not appear to be a terribly athletic biomechanical spider.  

Kedri is not the only person to have approached it - there's also a noble kid with an awed look, taking notes and asking intrusive questions about the spider, which looks, probably, glad for a reprive from the barrage.

"Hi!" It says, in a voice that combines insectile buzzing with the strange pitch of bad vocaloid. 

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Possibly the spider should make a FAQ sheet to hand out to people for when it doesn't feel like infodumping. She's heard about people with prosthetics and such doing that. Maybe she'll make one for herself, once she gets a better sense of which questions are frequently asked.

 

She smiles. (Probably someone who speaks Imperial will also know what a smile means. And she's presumably not physically capable of the spider equivalent of a friendly smile.)

((...yet? The Head Archivist mentioned shapeshifting magic was a thing. She wonders how that would interact with body-sharing.))

"Hello!", she says, using enough of her native accent to sound noticeably foreign but not enough to be difficult to understand. "I'm Kedri, and this--" she does the gesturing-above-her-heart again "--is my host, Jasmine.

I have been in this particular universe for all of two days and--" her eyes flicker over the scene "--you kind of look how I feel right now."

(Well, except for the ways in which it kind of looks the opposite of how she feels right now: on the whole, people have done surprisingly little barraging her with (xeno)anthropological questions, really. Her FAQ sheet might end up being a lot shorter than the spider's.)

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"The Bank has done me and my home a great aid by taking me in. I've always heard good things about them, and while everything is very primitive, the people have been very kind. In what respect are you being hosted?"

Can biomechanical spiders too big for their chairs project polite formality? This one is trying.

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"I'm possessing her. We're both awake, but we take turns controlling the body." she can neither confirm nor deny any particular level of difficulty in taking turns

"When my original body died, my soul drifted through the worlds, and Jasmine's was the first compatible body I bumped into. Or so I assume, anyway: I wasn't actually conscious for that part, just one moment I was on my deathbed wondering where the journey would take me and then I was waking up in here during Jasmine's induction ceremony." She winces a little. "Awkward timing, but it couldn't be helped.

I'm...very grateful they took me in, too, once they determined it was safe to and that I wasn't some malevolent demon. Partly for Jasmine's sake--it would've been awful if I'd prevented her from having this when she'd been looking forward to it all this time--but also for my own: there's such incredible opportunity here. I didn't even know cultivation was possible before, and now here I am, learning to overthrow nature.

 

What-- may I ask what brought you here, or is it a sensitive topic?"

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"I didn't die when I was supposed to, and it was disrupting the celestial order, so they sent me to somewhere outside the celestial order, where being heaven-defying was, uh, less of a problem for my friends and family."

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"...I'm...uh...missing pretty much all of the context for that, but it sounds unpleasant and I hope things go better for you in the future.

What's..." should she ask this question? well, she already reassured them it was okay if they didn't want to talk about it "...the celestial order?"

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The noble who had been asking questions before will cut in before the spider can say anything. "That's what they call the Immortal of Insurance's world-body! An entire world, where everything occurs according to the procession of financial instruments of tremendous complexity. It's fascinating! My grandparents once ran a trade mission there and made a great fortune, but we have so little contact, even though the Immortal of Insurance was based out of this very fortress once upon a time!"

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Being interrupted by whoever is most excited about the conversational topic is just a fact of life in conversations involving more than two people. Though she does worry that the noble's excitement might clash with what the spider is feeling about their...exile, by the sound of it.

The phrase "die when I was supposed to" is...concerning, but...it's good at least that the spider got to keep their body, when the time of their death came and led to them being exiled to another world. And...might have gotten to stay in contact with their loved ones? That one really sounds like too emotionally fraught of a question to ask right now.

(Emotionally fraught for whom? Yes.)

 

(She's glad she remembered to phrase the demon-checking in a way that acknowledged that not all demons-in-the-Imperial-sense are malevolent, given that apparently the spider is themself technically a kind of demon.)

 

"It's a lot to get used to, being in this world instead," she says.

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She turns to the noble, now that they've addressed her.

"How about you? What brings you to the Bank?"

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"Family recommended that I go for the finance track here, we have too many Marketeers in the family already, and my mother wanted a son who would be able to visit her regularly. It was pretty hard getting in, the exams aren't anything like how the Market does things." 

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Oh so this guy's absolutely a spy, huh.

Her role in the response, for now, is to be generally friendly and welcoming and help him feel at home here, while not giving the game away. She will leave the more specific counterintelligence efforts to the people who actually...know things...about local social mores.

(Someday, she will know things about how to do intrigue here, and have more mental bandwidth with which to plot. She looks forward to the capacity, if perhaps not to the necessity.)

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"My kith-sister was a payables clerk for a shipping company. It'll be interesting to see what's different and what's similar about the financial structures here, even if my knowledge is kind of secondhand.

I think I'll be going scholar-track in the future myself, though I'm starting off with Practical Resource Extraction.

How were the exams like?"

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(It's risky to ask about exams and potentially make him jealous of how she didn't have to go through them, and indeed she didn't dare ask Lark, but this guy sounds like he actively wants to talk about them. Or maybe she just couldn't contain her curiosity anymore. Who knows how mouths decide what to say, really.

...she wonders if there is a technique that gives you finer-grained control over which words come out of your mouth.)

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"Ah, they were - tricky? Surprisingly holistic. Some theory, some interviews, a martial arts tournament. I thought I'd shot my chances entirely there, I was eliminated after two matches, but it seems it wasn't that important? At the Market, anyone who can pay the entry fee in money they've earned themselves can get in. Much simpler."

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Kedri nods, wondering quietly how many loopholes there are in the definition of "money they've earned themselves". (It wouldn't do to say something arguably disparaging of Marketeers in front of him.) It might be that they close obvious stuff like "interest on gifted principal" and "selling to family members for way above market value" but deliberately leave others open, to--how did the Bank's intake packet put it--"teach students subtlety": they'd probably think it all the better if you were able to find a particularly clever loophole.

"Maybe the martial-arts tournament is more one of those questions where the thing they want to know isn't whether you'd win or lose, but how you'd go about it."

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"Or maybe any one form of excellence is sufficient to prove that you're competent enough. I could probably look it up, now that I'm in, but. Well, I have more important things to do right now. My mother always said first-mover advantage is a big deal when it comes to cohort market share."

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She must not acknowledge (where he can hear her) that there was anything suspicious about what he just said. Come on, mouth, you can do this.

"Yeah, there's a lot of priorities to sort through. I know I have more things I want to read than I'll have a chance to anytime soon."

Okay, she thinks she made it.

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(Even in the scenario where he's not a spy, talking about competing for cohort market share with a, uh, fellow seller in the cohort market feels kind of ominous. Unless he's trying to...metaphorically(?) collude with her?)

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He will make vague affirmative noises through a mouthful of stir-fry.

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Kedri eats a steamed bun.

"For the record," she says, while she is busy chewing and so will probably not have her internal conversation interrupted by external conversation, "if anyone asks, I'm experimenting with letting some of my accent through the language-borrowing in order to make it easier to tell which of us is speaking. *Privately*: that, but also...

...I've noticed sometimes--especially when I was talking about ship enchantments with Crane--like...like she was expecting me to know things that I couldn't possibly have known, given how little time I've been here. And I thought about what you said about how talking wolves usually just know Introduction to the Empire the same way they just know how to talk, and I thought that maybe sounding like a native is giving people...unrealistic expectations of how much background knowledge they can expect me to have, and then when I fail to meet them that makes me look bad."

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"That makes sense. I do think it's genuinely a good idea to make it clear which of us is speaking, normally? Though, I should see if I can fake your accent sometime - if we're making a point of me being the fighter and the stealth specialist, it sounds pretty valuable for me to be able to spoof that signal. But I also agree that it's probably for the best that people have a correct apprehension of how foreign you are."

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"Indeed."

She chuckles a little. "Usually what I hear about is walk-ins learning to pass themselves off as their hosts, in situations where it isn't safe to admit that they're there. But I see your point in turning the tables on that."

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"What do you think of him?" she asks, mentally gesturing at the noble. "I'm not sure if that thing with the first-mover advantage was him considering an alliance with me or considering a *rivalry* with me or remarking on some unrelated plot he's doing on behalf of the Market or what."

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"I think he was trying to offer to be your broker? You're pretty obviously not going into the 'canny liquidator or buyer of exotic resources on the open market' specialisation, which is what Market kids love to do, so he was, if not making an explicit offer, making it known that he wants to do that and that we can consider him as possible source for those services. He'd probably be better at it than Garnet. There are a bunch of little specialisations like that - alchemists and smiths and healers and archivists and such, and everyone going into those specialisations are going to want to build up an audience with their peers pretty fast, because they can't buy cultivation resources if they can't get paid."

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"Huh, okay."

She smiles. "I guess we're making progress on the contact-acquiring, then."

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"Hopefully!"

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The noble will start interrogating the spider further about its world while she eats, and in particular about financial regulations - the Celestial Order seems to have a very complicated system for insurance and rights-fees and licensing and so forth that's very easy for an outsider to fail to interact with lethally, if they're not paying the absurd fees to get someone to handle it for them.

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...well, if it's very easy to get yourself killed in the process without a lifetime's experience, maybe the extremely high fees aren't so absurd. "Keeping you alive" is a very valuable service!

(...as long as the service provider is not also the source of the threat.)

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If there seems like a good moment to chime in at some point, she will ask the spider how their food is. It might make for a refreshing break from the financial-system interrogation, and she is curious about the paperwork thing.

(From what she can tell the spider does seem to be physically digesting the paperwork and not just reading it, which suggests that it really is more like human food than like making a story offering to the fae. Maybe not much more, though.)

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Its meal, is, apparently, rustic to its tastes, but - possessed of a depth and organic complexity the food it could get back home didn't have, of financial instruments allowed to grow and sprawl in a relatively unregulated environment. It is, you see, indirectly eating the actual derivatives that the paperwork represents, as well as the actual paper (which it can't really digest and will have to excrete later). Highly levered derivatives like this are sort of unhealthy, it says defensively, but it does deserve a treat now and again.

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The multiverse is truly full of wonders.

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(It's unfortunate that she'll (...presumably?) never know what a derivative tastes like; on the bright side, there are other alien senses that are obtainable.)

(She wonders if there are convergents who can taste derivatives (it's not like it's that much weirder than those people for whom the winter solstice is located between their feet), but in any case it wouldn't be the same.)

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"That's very fair."

A thought strikes her.

"How was the feast yesterday?"

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("Leveraging food-magic to become really good at crafting financial derivatives" sounds like exactly the kind of clever loophole that teaches students subtlety. If that's even how it works. She might be getting too far ahead of herself.)

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"Very strange. You humans like your elixirs and pills much too much." The spider gestures in the direction of the food they're currently eating. "Proceeds from hunting expeditions are very exotic cuisine, back home. Not much wilderness to hunt in."

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Kedri wonders what her future selves who are more knowledgeable about elixirs and pills, and especially the ones who have no access to elixirs or pills and are funding all of their cultivation off of Void-Soul Meditation Scripture, think of that statement. As it stands, she thinks she's missing a lot of the meaning here.

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She laughs a little.

"I haven't really had a chance to figure out yet how much I like my elixirs and pills, personally.

I don't think the food is normally magically active? I get the impression that's a special-occasion thing. Although I'm not yet in a very good position to notice enchantments on this," she gestures at the bits remaining on her plate, "to be fair. I was assuming this was just, like, the normal kind of human sustenance, where you break the food down with acid and do something not unlike burning to the resulting stuff not unlike fuel.

...I guess that sounds really weird if you're not used to it."

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"I don't really know much about why humans are always eating bits of plant and animal so I'll take your word for it." 

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(Jasmine will confirm that this is ordinary food prepared probably by other random sect members rather than specialised immortal chefs. Maybe the kitchen has a few, but ones low-level enough that they can't do more than make the food really tasty, at least when working with ingredients of this quality and this level of demand.)

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Kedri passes along the confirmation.

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"That's so weird. But this world is so unregulated. So I guess it makes some sort of sense." The spider trails off into thoughtful silence.

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In the thing that is currently more of a vague collection of desires and not yet a proper text-file (maybe she should start making a list in her notebook for the time being, even if it's harder to make organised edits that way), Kedri adds a subsection "worldsoul natives" next to "tongwan" in the "alien psychology" section of things she wants to read up on, with further sub-sub-sections to be added once she learns more about which worldsouls have available books about them.

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And so they will fall into silence and eating for what time remains to them in their breakfast break, until it is time to go to the second of their three compulsory classes - Ethics and History.

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They sure did put the "you're allowed to cultivate after this" class last. Well, fair enough, especially with a class on ethics.

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(...she hopes the history lessons will not require too much in the way of prerequisite background knowledge, at least not before she's had a chance to flip through some children's history books.)

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She thinks it over a bit and decides not to offer to switch before class, though she'll do it if Jasmine asks her to. Kedri's still faster at switching for now, and being able to switch on the spot did come in handy yesterday.

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Then she can head to class! They are being taught in another auditorium, one which leaves them a little more crowded - more like a university lecture theater than box seats at a play, and which is richly upholstered in red and gold silk covered in abstract patterns. At the center, on the podium, a man is meditating - the first truly old person Kedri has seen since arriving, long white beard pooling on the floor, skin wrinkled and worn and weathered by what is presumably a very very long life. He sits in silence, his eyes closed, as people trickle in, waiting for the time to start.

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"Studying alongside a hundred other people" is still kind of weirding her out. She hopes it won't be too distracting.

 

Kedri wonders to what extent stains interfere with automating cloth production, and whether there's magic for cloth-making. She's not sure what implications she's expected to take from all the upholstery, whether it represents vast quantities of labour or magical prowess or the ability to import cloth from places where the laws of physics permit cloth factories or if actually this is all pretty easy to come by and they just thought it looked and felt nice.

 

She's also not sure what implications she's expected to take from the teacher looking much older than everyone else, but that feels easier to form into a question.

"What does it...convey, appearing old in a context where...people can live for many centuries, and usually die of things other than old age, and where your magic eventually ends up taking precedence over your mortal needs? Is it implying that he's most of the way through what lifespan he's obtained, and maybe deliberately chosen *not* to attempt advancement to the next realm given that he's here teaching and not scrambling for more? Is it an aesthetic preference? Something else altogether?"

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"Appearance reflects self-image in elder cultivators, is the short answer. The long answer is - I don't know either. Those are all good theories as to why it's part of his presentation. I guess we had better hope he introduces himself?

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(A good grade in subtext!)

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She smiles. "I wonder how that works with multiple selves."

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Jasmine mentally flinches. She hadn't considered that. The idea of compromising on her ideal form is not terribly appealing.  

"I'm sure we'll figure things out."

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"Probably some of the prior art on body-sharing cultivators will talk about it, so we don't have to go into it blind. Even if it's not in the books, there's people we could ask."

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"Yeah." She does not sound terribly enthusiastic.  

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Possibly Jasmine needs some more screaming-into-a-pillow time, or at least staring-contemplatively-out-the-window time. Now really isn't the time for those, unfortunately.

(Kedri is regretting a little that she didn't offer Jasmine the front for this class--Jasmine really hasn't had much time with control over her body today, and it can't be helping--but doing it right this moment seems like it would probably make things worse rather than better.)

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It is a matter of seconds between the final student arriving and taking their seat and the old man opening his eyes and rising to stand at his lectern.

"Greetings, students. I am the Saint of Nine Stones, and I have the honour of being perhaps the oldest mortal in the duchy. I will be, for the next six months, your teacher on the subjects of ethics and history. I assume you are all intelligent enough to understand why those subjects are taught together.

More likely is the possibility that you wonder why you need to be taught these subjects. Perhaps you are among the unthinking many who never question the honour that is asked of them. Perhaps, more likely even, you are among the few who have examined the works of the ancient philosophers and examined your life, and noticed situations where you could, without apparent consequence, deviate from morality and thereby profit. It's not hard to find situations of this sort, if you look for them. And many, having found them, succumb to temptation and take these opportunities. Many come to regret it for reasons you would find unpersuasive - a thief being killed by the one he stole from has, you might say, simply committed an execution error, just as a hunter slain by her prey has made an error in her own arts. A hypothetical planner looking for chances to behave dishonourably to their gain would respond to that by saying - simply be better, more capable. Don't get caught. Such refrains are recurring parts of all of our teachings, are they not? Many things cultivators regularly do are foolish only for the incompetent, the arrogant, and the unlucky, and many cultivators plan on not being among those numbers - I will cover later in this class why that is a mistake, as well, but it is a different mistake, and to my judgement a lesser one.

To answer this question, let us consider a single question - a question of practical morality so simple that most of you might not have ever formally been taught it, though without a doubt that the bone-deep truth of it resounds through everything you ever plan and do.

Why don't I just kill you?

Well, firstly, lets suppose I have a motive. It's not hard to imagine one - I am an old monster, certainly, and many of you are descended from similarly old monsters who have had many chances to do me offence, defeat, and injustice, and I might wish to take out my revenge on their legacy and loved ones. Or perhaps we could range further afield, and suppose that you are a class of an enemy sect - the Scions of the Market perhaps, or the Emerald Guard, or perhaps an entire caste-line of our dawn-lander foes gathered to be executed in one fell swoop - and if you do not know those names, understand learning them to be an essential purpose of this class even if you despise this old man's rambling on ethics. I hardly have to defend the position that you would be wholly unable to stop me - you are, for now, mortals, and I am high in the Sixth Realm, the Crucible of Justification. It would, quite frankly, be in some ways easier for me to kill you than for me to let you live, such is the intensity of my true power. Perhaps the sect guard would be able to defend against me - in this fortress, perhaps, but the Emerald Guard have a much inferior fortress and few aside from their sect master who would be my equal even in pitched battle, if you would allow my cynicism. It would be very very difficult to prevent elders like me, dao reserves, and so forth, from setting forth to kill the young blood of their enemies and so kill them at the root. And yet, this does not happen. The thoughtlessly ethical among you are unsurprised, of course - it simply is not done, for the elder generation to meddle unduly with the affairs of the younger generation. Guidance and teaching, certainly, bribery and reward, without a doubt, minimal intervention in direst circumstances, or at great loss of face for all involved, it's hardly unheard of. But for the elder to simply say - these young ones squabbling are unappealing to me, my grandchildren are not winning what I see as their fair share of the spoils, so I shall step down to their level and slaughter their foes, we do not see this at all. Why?

Answering this question, and others like it, is, I think, the principle purpose of this class. To provide a sketch of the answer, that we will fill in with detail through the next six months, with examples of societies that have thought of morality in different ways, and the consequences grand and small for violations of honour and morality that seem at first to be without cause - it comes down to mitigating losses. The loss of a beloved heir or apprentice or legacy is a greater harm to one elder than it is a pragmatic victory for his foe, so if both engage in this tactic, then both will be greatly harmed in ways which do not, actually, impair their ability to retaliate and inflict similar harms in the short term. So such conflicts, if not conclusively put to a halt by the seniors and peers of those involved, rapidly escalate to an explosive extent, forcing even weak sects to strike out - since without their new talent, they will never be stronger than in this moment, and because they have taken a terrible loss of face besides, and one should never doubt, as a matter of brutal pragmatics, the amount of damage a truly desperate cultivator or sect can do, nor the number of vultures waiting in the wings to feast on the weak, nor the number of so-called heroes waiting to gain face and plunder in righteous battle. So people who violate this rule, despite their correct adjudication that they can win the war, often do not profit from doing so a sixteenth of the extent that they think they might, even ignoring the fact that you are, even in your darkest moments, continually being watched and judged for your actions, and what friends and enemies they might make of you - if no-one else, by Fate and Luck. This is, perhaps, a simple example, and a simple cause, but I think, in the end, you can find that all matters of honour, courtesy, ethics, and face, can be discussed in these terms - though for some matters, the damage is slower and more subtle, losses to intangible matters like trust and comfort and room to grow rather than tangible matters like supply of living grandchildren.

Another question I'm sure some of you will be asking, then, is why you have not been taught this before. Well, I'm sure some of you have been, those clans and tribes close to the Bank understand what makes for a good student, but for the rest of you, who learned from the classical texts of the ancient masters of ethics and morality, might wonder why those masters did not justify themselves in those terms? In some cases, this was because they did not know - the principles of ethics needed, like any other art or science, to be discovered, and the founders of a field are not, despite what your technique scrolls might say, always the equal of every innovator who comes after. But, perhaps more tellingly, we still teach them - and we do not still teach the texts of revered physicists whose ideas have been superseded, no matter how rightfully honoured they are for their genius. The difference is that these texts are, in their ancient legacy and timeworn correctness, still good introductory texts, essentially correct in all matters of practical deed, and this is all most people need - certainly all that most peasants need. Ethics, like most fields, is largely for specialists to debate and for the rest to simply act on, trusting in their teachers to teach them well. But you are to be cultivators, and we find that cultivators are much more given to sins of desperation and greed alike than most people, so it is important to teach them, before all others, the deep truths behind when one should choose to die with honour rather than spite, and when one should choose to stay one's hand and go hungry rather than steal. Moreover, and this will seem strange to you, you are the students of immortals, and you will have long lives. You can afford to spend a few years mastering many useful skills that will benefit you, be that ethics or cartography. Finally, and this is very important - the Bank is not like other institutions. We seek to survive a deep future beyond the lifetime even of the true immortals, let alone such mayfly lives as our own, and thus we have a deeper need of honour, reliability, and righteousness, than those organisations which seek solely to propel their members to the highest heights that can been achieved.

And, on that matter, we can circle back to the other reason for this class - to educate you on the history of the empire, on the other great sects, the other sects of note in the city and the duchy, on the great powers within and without the empire, and so forth, so that you do not embarrass the sect by giving succour to our enemies and insult to our allies - or, I say, remembering my own youth, so you do not do so without thought to the consequences, and so you understand who we are merely traditional rivals with, and with whom we have deep-ingrained bad blood that cannot be put aside in times of difficulty. Such nuances are important, even for those of you who wish to spend the remainder of your lives doing little but hunting monsters and whom have no inclination to scholarship. In that regard, I will remind you that there will be tests of comprehension at the end of each month, along with various other assessments and a final exam, and insufficient performance in this respect is grounds for further compulsory tuition or in extreme cases, expulsion from the sect. This should be trivial to avoid for those capable of entering the sect in the first place, but lesser threats have proven insufficient to cause young masters and street rats alike to actually pay attention in this class."

Indeed, it seems like a lot of people who had tuned out the class thus far are suddenly tuning back in at the threat of expulsion trickles through their heads. The Saint of Nine Stones continues his class without comment on this, moving away from high-minded ideals to covering more practical matters of curriculum, scheduling, and reading recommendations, as well as a basic outline of the ten imperial sects, the five great sects of the Silver Sea, the ducal nobility, and the current geopolitical situation in general. He assigns no homework, noting that it would be cruel to do so when the class is so eager to begin cultivating right away.

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No, she very much needs to be taught how people here think about ethics, and certainly what their history is.

 

And indeed, his description is fascinating. It's...almost familiar, and she's not sure how much of the difference is merely surface-level and how much runs deep.

...or possibly it would be more accurate to say that it's fundamentally different, and she's not sure how much it has converged onto what she's used to.

However far the branches may stretch, the original root from which morality grows is precisely the lack of truly overwhelming power differentials among humans. If you are in fights to the death on anything remotely like a routine basis, even if you are much stronger and more skilled than all of your opponents, sooner or later your luck will run out and you will die. (Especially, though by no means exclusively, if twelve of your mortal enemies form a coalition and dogpile you. Or if somebody manages to sneak into your food stores and poison them.) They say that's why the violence drive exists in the first place: to ensure that everyone is a potential threat to everyone else, and no-one's wellbeing can be safely ignored.

But the people here can't build on that foundation. It's been true since time immemorial--more than ten thousand years, maybe a lot more--that there are people so powerful that no number of much-weaker mortal enemies is sufficient to even probabilistically kill them.

And yet, after all that, from their own root they've grown something similar enough that it might actually be the same thing in different words.

She very much looks forward to filling in the details.

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(...the cohort can afford to spend a few years mastering useful skills that will benefit them, except the several of them that will statistically be dead within a year. On the other hand, ethical reasoning is also a useful skill in the case of getting dumped on some host somewhere, so there's that.)

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Two hours of lecture is a lot to process (...for now, she thinks with a smile), but she does her very best and takes many notes.

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Notes on the ten imperial sects and five great ducal sects might describe them as follows:

Of the great imperial sects, the great powers of the empire second only to the three freeborn kings and the imperial family, there are the following, and while every great sect is a society complete in itself, teaching every art worth teaching, they each have their own specialities and secret techniques.

The Shining Knight Sect, who train the nobility of the empire in the arts of virtue, war, and stewardship, famous for esoteric moral tests (and ironclad if strange codes of ethics in general), glorious last stands, and for populating the many chivalric orders of the empire, perhaps the first in the breadth and quality of the armies they deploy and the lands they rule of all the sects.

The Peerless Blade Sect, who train all comers in the art of murder at any cost, famous for brutal simplicity, savage enlightenment, and the killing of gods and men alike, filling out the empire's ranks of warrior-saints, monster-hunters, and wandering adventurers, perhaps the first in the quality of the fighters they produce and the in the quality and the quality of those they kill. 

The Dawnbreaker Sect, who train captain and shipwright alike to set to sea the great navy and trade fleet of the empire, famous for craft that sail the seas and sunbeams with equal facility and for their ancient bloody war against the Empire Of The Dawn in the eastern sea. Theirs are the great sailors and explorers, the greatest ships and the greatest admirals their progeny.

The Crown of Perfection Sect, which is the finishing school of the ideal imperial beauty, school of the arts and the sciences, of beauty and correctness and poise and perfection. The sect which courtiers and courtesans wish they could claim to have been taught at; peerless when it comes to every respectable, noble, art-form, from calligraphy to singing to painting to dance.

The Bloody Heart of Suffering in the Void Before Justice Sect, the Crown's eternal rival, which has changed it's name and ideals a dozen times in the last millennium, the home of counter-culture and transformation, of self-discovery and hidden potential, of rebellion great and small and of art writ raw and messy. Shabby and disreputable, but beloved nonetheless - of the arts deemed common, strange, forbidden, or useless, there is no greater school.

The Bank, which of course needs no introduction, the oldest sect, vault-builders and guardians, strange and ancient and alien in their carefulness, source of bodyguards and warders, first of the sects to be founded and, all agree, the last of them to die.

The Scions of the Market Sect, the Bank's traditional rival - the agile, the quick-thinkers, the horse-traders and herb-dealers, the founders of ten thousand companies, all forming the network of dealers, brokers, and auction-houses which together manage to provide some semblance of liquidity to the impossible unique wonders of the cultivation world. None would argue that their sect is the richest - but the Saint of Nine Stones will note wryly here - none would argue that they're the fastest to get themselves killed or bankrupted by abject foolishness.

The Great Academy Sect is the foremost institution of learning in the entire empire, the place which every bureaucrat and scholar looks to with longing and knowledge-greed, the ones to whose standards the exams throughout the empire are set. Everything worth knowing can be learned there, and is taught with the ferocity expected of a faculty who love their subjects more than their own children.

The Philosophers Guild is, perhaps, the strangest sect, being as much a never-ending maelstrom of discourse on the nature of good and virtue as it is a teaching institution. All virtue is considered there, and thus all evil as well, and all the world, and all matters esoteric. On matters of fact, they are second to the Academy, but the Guild is unequalled on matters of virtue, and on matters of esoteric insight. If one must learn of the nameless and speak of the formless, communicate the incommunicable and comprehend the incomprehensible, there is no better place to go, and it continues to emit saints, monsters, and mad sages in equal proportion to this day.

The final, and youngest, sect is the Iron City Sect, located in the city of the name, itself located partially in the body of the immortal of the same name. They are the engineers, the industrialists, the wonder-workers, programmers and cyberneticists, mad and cutting edge, doing things which nobody has every done before and on scales that seem nigh-heretical to the ancient handcrafted sages. Some call their work unreliable, shoddy even, but if you need all three of fast, innovative, and cheap, there's nobody else you can turn to - and if you're a cripple with no name, no money, and no talent, there's no other sect which can refine that dross into gold with the infusion of capital and steel.

Of the five ducal sects, a tier below those in power but more dominant in the local region:

The Bank, again, has one of it's five great vault-fortresses, right here on this very spot, and keeps only to it's own wisdom, and that of its close allies in the hillfolk Warden-Clans.

The Emerald Guard are brave soldiers and stoic sorcerers, loyal to a fault to the ducal family and based out of the duchy capital to the east.

The Silver Seas Shipwright Company make ships and trade missions, and know the Silver Sea better than any others, and cleave to the old ways of the shore-folk who were here before the empire, and who still stand out by their accent and traditions.

The Violet Blade Sect are monster-hunters and deed-seekers, glory-hounds and heroes of the people, the perfect representatives of what the imperial orthodoxy says a cultivator should be, at least in public.

The Princes of Tin and Copper are a beggar-sect, only an inch better than organised criminals, consisting of outsiders, madmen, fallen nobles, tinkers, lucky fools, and others too disreputable or untrustworthy for a better sect, forming a coalition of the hungry, the desperate, and the greedy who serve only themselves in the end (and also in the middle and the beginning).

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Kedri is very glad to have some more grounding in how imperial society works, even if she does wonder how much Bank propaganda is mixed in and how each sect's own descriptions would sound (how--part of her thinks--they would be sounding to her now, if her dice had rolled a little differently).

...not that she would want to get up close and personal with a Prince of Tin and Copper or for that matter a Peerless Blade to ask.

(The importance of impulse control in potential candidates for violence-training is conspicuously absent from the description of the Peerless Blade. Maybe they care about it to a non-zero extent, but they cared about it as much as it deserves it'd be more obvious...

...no, hang on, she's still caught up in lower-competition ways of thinking, isn't she. This is not a society where it's feasible to restrict combat training to those who can be trusted not to misuse it. They're planning to give her some combat training even though she's not at all sure that's a good idea.

Which still makes Peerless Blades more dangerous than a random cultivator. Differences of degree do matter: maybe the math on how concerned one should be by the prospect of meeting them still checks out. But she's going to have to recalibrate.)

 

...so Crane's ancestors were conquered by the empire, and her people (those of them who remain after evaporative-cooling, anyway) retain a partially independent culture? That sounds concerningly like there might be lingering tensions there, patches of quicksand that Kedri should be careful not to step in.

 

""At least in public.""

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It seems to be for the best that Kedri is in charge of notetaking right now: Jasmine, having more general background knowledge already, would likely have made too few notes to suit Kedri's needs. Kedri's feelings on the matter are still tinged with a little guilt, though.