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It’s here in the midst of the celebration in Mirage City that we find Kota a young apprentice to the Scientist Edmond Mortimer Faulk, running through the crowded streets toward Mirage University the finest school for both magic and science in all of Reyanall. Kota is running at full speed desperately trying to hold his notes in his journal as he hustles by the people crowding the streets of the city. Everywhere Kota looks people are drinking and making merry while they haggle with road side vendors over the price for tech or trinkets. In the distance Kota hears an excitable man screaming, “Come one come all see the amazing Acid Amour held together by magic metals watch as every blade dissolves as it touches this shield.” The fact that Kota heard the man over the throngs of people filling the streets told Kota this man must be able to scream like a banshee, but no two bit con or street side vendor could dissuade Kota from his mission. Smells of freshly roasted meats and fine sweet treats filled the air as he neared the University located down in the heart of the city adjacent to the Palace of the Mage King. Both buildings stood at equal height if it were not for the high walls of solid stone surrounding the Palace, it is possible Kota could have wandered into the king’s court looking for Professor Faulk. Kota dashed through the corridors of glass looking inside each room as he held tightly to his notes. {“Only Professor Faulk will be able to confirm my theory and help me obtain the funds I need to produce a prototype.”}, Kota thought scanning the next classroom for any sign of the Professor. Finally as Kota rounded the corner to the courtyard he heard a slight explosion and watched a small puff of smoke appear on the other side of the university.  (“Got you now!”) Kota knew his target lay where ever that explosion had occurred and to his amusement, he did find Professor Faulk standing in an empty classroom holding a knob from a burner in hand and a relatively large scorch mark left in front of him. At that very moment Professor Faulk let fly some of the most offensive language ever before spoken in any known dialect as he threw the knob to the other end of the room and tore at his notes.

“Professor...? Do you have a moment to spare for a quick question?” Kota asked as he slowly entered the room. Being the Professor’s apprentice for over a year now Kota knew only after a failed experiment would Professor Faulk even consider working on another project if only to clear his mind of its own confusion.