Matija basic sketch is complete, it’s looking like a full body armor, completely encasing the wearer, aimed to protect them from all bullets and sword blows but unknown on how it will react with Artes
“George, any way known to be able to block Artes?”
“Artes, I’m not exactly a clothesmaker, but certain clothes block some types of artes. I don’t know if there are any cloths that can block all types of artes, but if there was, it’ll probably be at the Borealia Alchemy Cottage. And…”
Isn’t Elise from the Borealia family?
He walks over.
“That could be a tad bit too heavy. You may want to change the mater-”
A dark haired lady with a blue jacket (Rinea) opens the door.
“Hey Ge- Oh, I didn’t realise there was someone here.”
Rinea enters the building. George greets her…
“I wasn’t expecting a first year to be here this late.” She grins. “Could you mind tuning up my battle violin?”
“The usual?”
“Yes, please.”
“Did i hear that right? Battle violin?” Matija seems a bit shocked
A violin is brought out, with an orb studded in the pegbox, and a metal bow with shining string, you could feel a difference comparing it to other violins.
“Yes. The first years always am surprised by the revelation.” Rinea smiles.
“You’ll be surprised, she’s the strongest of the second years, even more than Leon.”
“I am not…” She sighs.
George starts adjusting the strings and the orb in the violin.
“You’re…” She takes a look at the black jacket.
“From Class VI, aren’t you?”
“Correct.” Matija goes back to working on his sketch
“I hope that you guys will mature fast. Things will happen.”
She looks over the sketch, before sighing.
“shit i know.” matija seems super self conscious now
“Yeah, Rinea probably had the rudest wake up call out of all of us.”
“Don’t go telling my story to everybody you know…”
“But you’re a more approachable person now. Aren’t you? Nothing like the barbarian you were.”
“Barbarian… I suppose I was.”
An image of Rinea swinging a violin and screaming at the second years come into your mind. This demure girl, being barbaric? You can’t imagine that. It looked way too unrealistic to be true.
“Alright, all set.”
“Thanks George. I’ll see you in the dorms.”
She proceeds to go off.
“I assume i’m just supposed to nod my head and go along?” Matija stops sketching, stumped on what to use
“Got stuck?”
George gets up.
“No, just need to figure out what material to use. It needs to strike a good balance between protection and mobility. And how to make sure the wearer doesn’t kick the bucket”
“It seems to safeguard if your ARCUS health pool drops to 0. I would find a clothesmaker for this. Again, I suggest the Borealia Alchemy Cottage. Their cloths are made from alchemy after all. I wouldn’t be surprised if one of them could defend against attacks.”
“Yea, out of our area of expertises” Matija ties up the piece of paper and collects the rest of the sketches “I’m headed to my dorm george” Matija outs the key in their pocket “Have a great evening” matija leaves for his dorm
“Oh yeah, that key can unlock this building.”
“Bring it everywhere with you, keep it close to you at all times, I don’t want someone charging in and blowing up the lab like Leon did. If possible, bring it with you to the bathroom.”
“Will do”
Magnus wakes fitfully from a nightmare.
He leaves his room, still panic stricken, and looks around. He leaves his Trident, his Arcus, his diary behind. The only thing he grabbed was his keys.
He checks to see if anyone is in the dormitory.
Faustus stops midway through heading to the dining room and looks at Magnus, who’s filled with panic. “What’s wrong?”
Ferris, Elise, Faustus are on the first floor.
Karen is in the kitchen.
Terry is in his room. Locked.
Sara is ???
Hunter is in his room. Locked.