!em3oEn8LAg 09/23/10(Thu)22:34 No.12201113|
Leaning against an unused table in what appears to be a long-abandoned and dusty office, Pious Grayswan, the Academy cook nods his head as the two of you enter.
"Good to see you, Dagger," Fulgrim says, shaking the cook's hand. You cock your head.
"What's the apprentice doing here?" the cook says dispassionately. He's usually a very cheerful fellow, and the sudden change in tone is jarring.
"I figured it was time for the boy to step outside the lab, learn a bit more about the "court" part of Court Alchemy." the two men snicker darkly.
"Dagger here," Fulgrim says with a theatrical gesture, "is my personal Hushblade. You've had your head in a book since you came here, and that's good, but now...now I think it's time to get a bit more hands-on."
"Dagger's going to ensure that Stelton never finishes his project; Court Alchemy is a competitive environment, and competition is something I avoid whenever possible. In this case, let's call it...preemptive competition. Besides," he says, turning to you, "who knows how long before something comes out of Stelton's cobwebs that doesn't even work right, ends up killing a battalion of soldiers, ends up blowing up this whole Academy even?"
You try to soak in all this new information.
"I want you, boy...Gillivers...to go with him, to observe firsthand the darkest parts of Court Alchemy. I want you to understand what you must do to succeed, and what others will endeavor to do to you, if you allow it."
>OVERSEE the assassination of the aged master?
>offer to STEAL his blueprints?
>offer to STEAL his blueprints, and then WARN him of the threat to his life?