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[color=silver]~~The Illuminator~~[/color][/center]
[i]Location:
Cy'Lathak[/i]
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It had been an interesting ten days. She had learned much both about magic as well as the library itself, and what Iva had intended for her. She had little time to rest, but that was fine. Lord Iva certainly was curious. Was it love she felt? No, probably not. A useless emotion to a scholar. Ones only love should be to knowledge itself. Iva should be respected of course...but it was a scholars duty to discover - and just because he was the God of knowledge, did not mean he was infallible either.

No god was. A fundamental law she quickly came to understand.

"Aw, I'm going to miss our time together." Lazhria replied with a playful smirk. "Try not to cry when I do better than your mages, heh!" Despite her playful tone, it was clear Lazhria was certainly focused and concentrated. She breathed in, centering herself. Over the course of a few days, Iva had imparted some knowledge of the human body to her and how in functioned. Things to strengthen, focus, and steady ones body and mind. She'd need to do more, but it was a good start.

A dull pain began growing in her head. Oh...was this some sort of mind trick? Lazhira smirked. 

"You should know...The mind is the realm of Lord Iva." Lazhira smirked. Summoning the arcane prowess that had been imparted to her, the human filled herself with the power, focusing it in her temples. This should be easy - all that would be needed was a calm mind and a barrier and she'd get through this easily. The Sigil on her hand began glowing softly with a pale light as she began focusing

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[color=silver]"Oh little Gammy has done such great work!"[/color] Iva sat upon his throne, laughing madly as he read over Gammaton's proposed society and laws. Oh this was wonderful, absolutely wonderful! Ah, why do something yourself when you could have others do it for you indeed. [color=silver]"Splendid work! Wonderful! Marvelous! Hahaha! Oh the time of enlightenment draws near! The library will swell, bloat and feed!"[/color] He picked up the small blob known as Zhavitri next to him. The B'thkor began to grow over the past few days, to such a size it was now half as tall as Lazhria.

[color=silver]"Heheh! I shall take you with me when we return to White Dawn. We'll have such a wonderful party. A feast! Blood! Entrails decorating the moonlit snow!-eh?!"[/color]

His enjoyment was interrupted by someone shouting.

[color=silver]"Dirka!"[/color] Iva would have rolled his eyes if he had any to roll across the ground. [color=silver]"Such a killjoy...should just ignore her. Oh but she might entertain..."[/color] Iva grabbed the edges of his throne, long, thin fingers tapping impatiently in thought. [color=silver]"...Oh alright! Come in, come in!"[/color]

The doors to the library opened, creaking open as warm air left brushed past Dirka. Iva hopped up from his chair, stashing the particulars of his plans for White Dawn on a table nearby. Approaching Dirka, the White flower in hand as he bowed. The B'thkor had followed, poking its body out curiously from behind Iva and staring up at Dirka.

[color=silver]"Sister Dirka! Brother Gammaton is here, though he just finished working for me."[/color] He stood straight. [color=silver]"What brings you here, hmm? Are schemes afoot or are you here checking on little Lazhria? She's fine! Still getting her beauty sleep, hehe!"[/color]