[NPC Post]

[b][color=#33FFF7]"Your magical nature isn't exactly subtle, Ser Henri."[/color][/b] Antigone watched impassively at the destruction and reconstruction, her fingers interlocking in front of her. It was a highly unique application that even she had no chance replicating, but the way it worked was closer to innate abilities instead of the academical approach of the standard mages. [b][color=#33FFF7]"Far from either of us to question the King's intention but if a mage is needed, hypothetically speaking, then either myself or my circle would've been drafted. That was not the case, so do be confident in yourself."[/color][/b]

Or maybe it's because the Duchess' expertise was needed elsewhere. She certainly hadn't been idle. Nevertheless, Antigone reached for a drawer and took out what looked like a tome with metal spine bound by iron rings. There's only a handful of pages for how thick it was, bulky parchments with arcane pattern filling most of the space with some scrawl depicting what exactly it'll do.

[b][color=#33FFF7]"I cannot in good conscience hand over spell formulas to someone with no license, you know how badly a flawed construct can go. These are pre-made. Tear a page out, point the diagram outward and channel some raw mana into it to achieve the effect. You have three uses of ward, three flash, and three arcane bolts."[/color][/b] It's a disproportionately expensive set of consumable compared to the effect, usually given to prized initiates for some modicum of self-defense. In this case, though, that's the best she can hand out without prior notification. Resource weren't infinite, it was actually quite strained these last few days. [b][color=#33FFF7]"Now I wouldn't presume your schedule, Ser Henri, but I believe some people will be very cross at your lack of presence somewhere. Is there anything you need of me?"[/color][/b]