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The Mage's Spark (Precursor Plot/Training)

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The had entered the gates and the city within was majestic in all senses of the word, buildings stretched high and developed with some majestic design as if crafted by the imaginations of a spellcaster and the ruhk.

It was in truth, amazing to see what a number of dedicated and power magician’s could achieve in a limited number of years. It was no wonder to Mal that the family would send Sai Yin to a place filled with so many practitioners of the magical arts.

It seperated her from the scheming of other clans mostly and meant that access to a number of power magical practitioners and trainers would be possible. Of course, it was Mal’s duty to keep her to the objective here, to progress her power and for her the become a powerful magician. Worthy of the families expenditure on her...

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Mal continued dragging the luggage piece by piece after the Mistress. It was rather fortunate on the ascent towards the Academy that she was stopping numerous times to take in the sights. Unlike Mal who could only focus on the exhausting work of slowly shifting each and every piece of her luggage one by one up behind her, before proceeding to do this again and again.

The had started at dawn and by time they finished the ascent to the Academy. The sun sat high in the sky beating down on the now exhausted and tired Eunuch that had moved the luggage through the people on the streets, up its slopes and to the entrance of this place. In truth, he needed a break, water and food. However, he doubted even that luxury would be available until the evening.

The building which was the academy appeared practical and expansive, thought from the front only its dominating face could be seen before what looked like its heavy set doors. It seemed at least during the day that the Administrators that Mal had been instructed to give a letter from the clan that they were enclosed with too were available.

Before the Mistress could carry on any further, Mal was forced to interrupt her “Mistress, I have instructions from the clan. Allow your servant to carry out the family's request”

The Mistress did have little choice other to accept, as Mal scanned the luggage bags and made move to begin unclasping and opening one of the cases to retrieve a rather thick and bound piece of parchment, retrieving also the sigils of entrance that the mistress had collected at the gate.

As he made his approach for the Administrator whom was at a desk sheltered slightly from the sun that filled the sky. The man was reasonably aged with a bald head, likely a man of his mid 60’s.

Mal approached placing the document upon the table when he received the nod for him to step up to the table, speaking when permitted Mal spoke cleanly.
“This servant, seeks to request entrance to the Academy for ones lady Sai Yin of the Wan-xi and her Eunuch Mal. Chambers or Suggestion of Loggings to permit the lady access to her servant at all times would be appreciated”

After saying his piece Mal would step back to allow the Administrator to inspect the documents provided.

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Mal kept his head lowered allowing the Administrator to inspect the missive without heavy observation from himself. He expected that the clan would have enclosed contents of value or other privileges that would at least assist them in the matters and request.

After all, they would not risk sending Sai Yin away from the country if they hadn’t at least a plan other than the Eunuch to guarantee her safety and security here. He would have expected the family to have at least gathered further information that just the use of sending her to train here.

After sometime of reading the note and fumbling between his numerous pockets, the Administrator spoke out towards Sai Yin, while he held a cast-iron key from his fingers.
“Young Lady, you will find this key will assist you with your lodgings. The chambers are located on the forward west wing on the second floor. However, I cannot assign you to your families preferred 3rd Kodor Trainer, you will be assigned to Professor Azabanar along with your servant from tommorw. You will each have three months to prepare to pass into the 2nd Kodor if you fail, you will be removed”

Once the administrator had said his piece and beckoned him forward Mal would retrieve the key before making headway with the mistress towards their chambers.

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It would take a number of hours of both moving the luggage and setting out the mistress’s things within her private chambers before Mal could finally come to a stop after escorting the mistress out for her dinner out within one of the cities districts. His bones and muscles were weary and tired and he would expect them to continue as such for the rest of his existence, he lived to serve after all.

Mal retrieved from his meager items the clan had given him as belongings. The mistress had taken to her bed to gather her stamina through rest on a comfortable and soft bed before that next dawn and the beginning of her training.

Mal slowly begin the consumption from the waterskin within his pack and consumption of his travel rations. While Mal had little knowledge of the costs of living here, he would have to ration the funds that were stipended to him. The mistress would receive haung on occasion from the family but the vast majority was to keep her in good health and finery.

As Mal bit down on his tough rations, he looked out from the window of the study that was attached to the hall of the mistress’s lodgings. He observed the occasional cluster of the majestic golden rukh, he enjoyed occasionally inspected these rukh or... “spirits” as his mind sometimes oddly thought. Their form and shape had a majestic beauty within them…

That night, Mal would take his rest on his bedroll in the hallway that divided the rooms of the Mistress’s chambers. He would be up before the crack of dawn to make sure the mistress was dressed and ready to attend her classes on time with impeccable punctuality.

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Malnos was already dressed and prepared before dawn was even close to being upon them. He shrugged off tiredness and exhaustion from year and year of exposure to it. Most likely, it did no good to his body. However, it was young and fresh and the effects of later life were yet to come.

He walked up to the door that led to the Mistress’s Bedroom, before giving it a sharp knock.
“Mistress, we must prepare you for the morning lessons”

He heard a groan of frustration through the door before he continued “Mistress, I will now enter we will get you dressed and we will head out”

Mal would enter her chambers where he would have to proceed to assist the mistress with everything that would be expected of a servant. Preparing her hair and assisting her with her clothing, it was rather impractical that noble clothing generally required a 2nd person at the very least to don it. That however, seemed to be a trait of clothing of the masters.

Mal would gather the ladies required items for the lesson’s. He would take her notes down for her, so that she could focus on listening to what professor rather than taking notes. The only item she would carry was her staff, it was more ornate than practical but it was a display of wealth and the families power.

The light of dawn was just breaking as they made their way through the wings of the Academy, following the map they were provided to the Teaching Chambers of Professor Azabarnar.

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They were some of the first to arrive to the Professor’s Chambers, though not the first which provided some frustration to the Eunuch. He had hoped to give the Mistress’s a good impression by her being the first to arrive on her first day as part of the professors training circle.

Things of note, that Mal became aware of upon the elderly man’s desk were a number of hourglass’s though they drained significantly slower than an hourglass. Furthermore, the room had a small selection of books before leading to an small open air outer courtyard.

Once they had entered the old man gave a pointed finger to each one of them, one by one before pointing to a small stool that was within the room. It would be around a good half an hour before all the studies below the professor arrived within his chambers.

The old man began his initial speech, taking to his feet and leaning on his cane which was rather dominating in appearance, his gravelly voice was hard to hear through his thick matted beard but Mal stretched his ears focusing heavily on only the professor and nothing of his surroundings.
“Young Magicians, We have two new faces among us. We are joined by a young lady by the name of Sai Yin Wan-Xi, a magician of white”

The magician looked down again at his notes
“She is joined by her servant who goes by the name of Mal, a magician of purple”

He continued on after that… the students among them, the next to take to their 2nd Kodor test would be in 6 days time. Most had already been assigned training ideas or been told to gather a book to study. The professor began dispatching out the students to continue with their training… it seemed his teaching was not formal lessons under him but rather just being sent out to study resources the professor deemed you needed.

He sent the students out in groups, he dispatched Sai Yin out as the final group with a number of female students. Mal moved to help the lady gather her things and as he intended to leave with her and the group. A gruffled tone came from the professor….

“Did I assign you yet… servant”..... A number of chuckles came from the ladies and his mistress as they head off…

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Mal found himself alone with the chambers of the professor…
Mal spoke “I wish only to assist my mistress, professor”

The old mans cane swatted down one of mal’s hands, the professor spoke aloud but now not in a gravelled tone…
“You shall not interrupt me, Professor Zan-Yal passed me information regarding both of you… his information states that you specialise only in the life domain specifically trained to cure wounds and pestilence… yet you state you are only here to assist your mistress… very well what would you do if your mistress has expended her magoi and is unconscious ?”

Mal could not answer, in truth there was nothing he could do in that circumstance. In the future the mistress would be expected to protect herself with the aid of guards. He could only heal and even with a minor tool such a knife. Little would be done against a brigand or raider.

Mal felt the cane of the professor strike the back of his head, as his head recoiled forwards before he brought himself up straight again.

“You clearly know the answer… Your magical training and aptitude is weak, yet you are of the life domain…. Your test to enter the 2nd Kodor will be to test your combat aptitude and to see if you can gain access to the domain of lightning… now outside to the courtyard”

The man’s voice was dominating and serious, far more so than Mal had expected of the man. What was his game, he had imagined the family had intended that he wouldn’t be training as a magician but rather acting as a servant… was this to plan or not to plan.

Mal felt sand cross his sandals as he entered the courtyard. As he began crossing the threshold he began to see a gathering of rukh gathering around his feet as they began to shift and twist deftly building up towards a crescendo, their form changed as Mal found himself enveloped by a pulse of lightning. That sent him spiralling onto his back onto the courtyard sand.

The air spelled fresh as if touched by a storm as Mal’s eyes skittered around…

The professor spoke once again “You can see the rukh, observe it use that difference between its shift that you see within your life magic to feel the touch of lightning magic… if you cannot gain the touch of lightning you will not be able to serve your mistress…. Now endure and learn…”

This was nowhere near the end but the beginning of studies to come….

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That first day was the first of a good week of punishment under the force of lightning. At his inexperience Mal could not understand the professor's true reasoning behind such actions.

The first night, he would return to the mistress’s chambers his muscles exhausted from the spasms of electricity. Oddly enough his clothes showed little to no damage from shocks but rather it was his body marked with the scattering of lightning once he began inspecting himself after he had finished the mistress’s necessary treatments.

She took no obvious interest to what had occured after all. Even she would have little response to the whims of a professor and as long as Mal was still living and in a condition to be able to serve her.

Mal would continue to feel the embrace of lightning, the connected element towards the domain of life… it would continue for seven days before it would suddenly come to an end.

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Mal felt a tingle through his nerves, bones and muscles. It felt like energy itself was traspiring through him as the young eunuch stared at his hands in the middle of the night. It felt like static flared between his hands as the mage worked his wand between them to manipulate his life magic to repair the damage the lightning torture had put on his body.

The Mistress had already attended to her sleep and the servant Mal was had already completed his chores as was required. Her cruelty varied day by day based on her mood and likely the will of her "friends" but as always, Mal would endure and survive as was his expectation and his duty.

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A new day dawned and Mal was already hard at work fulfilling his numerous duties. Preparing breakfast, uncreasing clothing and cleaning the mistress's quarters.

Whereas the Mistress rose at dawn, to fulfill the duties of the servant awoke early and to have a chance to complete any form of study, he relied on his own time rather that hoping that the rather hard handed professor at least kept him seperated from the mistress for a time, though that form of education was more taxing than having to deal with the mistress herself.

Mal, however had at least begun gaining a semi-decent understanding of the domain of lightning and its close association with life. Maybe it was the spark that could give life, life and maybe from the books that he attempted to devour every night led him to believe that fire helped life evolve further.

Malus still had much learning and training to do, he had to at least master a technique of lightning if he wanted to survive here. The professor said as much....

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