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[b][color=5e92e6]Time:[/color][/b] Early Morning
[b][color=5e92e6]Location:[/color][/b] River Port
[b][color=5e92e6]Interactions:[/color][/b] [@princess] Malachi [@JJ Doe] Jun [@Helo] Zion
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[b][color=5e92e6]Equipment: [/color][/b] Magical grimoire.
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It was early, before the dawn, in fact. Enstille sat at the table scribing notes in his grimoire as he did lately. He didn't sleep much, how could he right now? He was travelling with a Human. A real, freshly summoned Human. This is what he had been waiting for, what he dreamed about. Except, he didn't dream, insomnia and all that. But he was so tired, sooooooooo very tired. Malachi had set a grueling pace, refusing to ever let up or seek alterative transportation. Who does that? Just torture poor souls with constant assault on the body. He was starting to think Malachi was just a sadist that did not care about the Human. Maybe, in fact, he wanted the Human dead and him with him. It made sense, he was such a fancy person after all. Enstille was sure he had an agenda and he was going to figure out what it was. 

Wait, that wasn't where this started. Enstille is tired, already awake and studying away. Well, not studying actually, that's the tired brain talking. So much walking..... Stop. Study. Wait, no, not study. Research. Yes that's what's happening. Enstille redoubled his focus on his notes. Malachi, as evil as he may be, entrusted Enstille with protecting the Human. He is going to make sure the Human is the safest thing in the entire world right now. The world is pretty rough, after all. Dark elves rule everything, they're super mean and always utilizing violence. Enstille's shields would prove useful, he was sure of it. He never had to defend against a Dark Elf yet but when that day comes, he would be ready. Provided that day comes some time in the future, he still needed to make sure he was prepared.

Shields. Right? Why does that seem important? Before Enstille could regather his thoughts, he heard the viciously commanding voice of Malachi calling them downstairs. Suddenly dawn had passed and there was commotion in the house. Breakfast scents wafted through the air and his stomach grumbled. Before he could react though, Zion the unbearably optimistic demihuman came barreling down, shouting about the food. For a moment, Enstille flinches and ducks his head. Too much activity all at once. 

Trying to settle himself and prepare for whatever punishment Malachi had in mind for the day, he heard a creak and some motion towards the back door as the Human tried his absolute best once again to make an escape. Figuring this was the best opportunity for him to test his new shielding magic he had been working on, Enstille reached out a hand and pushed the light in the room. A sphere of light began to form around the Human, enveloping him as it began to harden. In that moment, a thought came back to Enstille's mind. That was what he had been working on this morning! He hadn't yet finished the formulae for the shield! There was an itsy bitsy problem that had slipped his mind. The large orb had an interesting side effect of over solidifying and in that moment, with a clunk, a complete sphere of near impenetrable glass hit the floor. Suspended within, sat a startled Human as the ball began to roll across the room due to the uneven floorboards. 

Unable to fully process the absurd scene he had just created, Enstille watched as the ball slowly rolled across the floor. Suddenly though, there was a knock at the door that shattered his concentration of calculating what went wrong. With the pop of a bubble, the shield construct broke apart, promptly depositing the Human onto the floor once again.