Atelier Something Something [Open]

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Ed was up and about and puttering around a small building that he had found. It was a fancy little thing that looked like it stepped out of a French boutique. Inside he had found a workspace, like it was a mechanic store, but there were vials everywhere and other assorted items. One of the rare few places that still retained some presence of the former owners.

As such, he had come up on an idea while getting better: a store for Alchemy. Not just any store, but a store designed to make little things for people that were within the realm of transmutation.

Thus, gathering loose items such as ores, junk, broken toys (he checked to make sure they weren't alive like Woody), and other such brick-a-brack, he had placed them around the shop to make it feel more welcoming.

Finally he was done, and with it came a name. The faded sign read Atelier which meant an artists studio or workroom. Thus being said, he was pouring over a list of possible names for his store, keeping in the tradition of Atelier something something.

In his haste to keep the items together, he had left the door open, awaiting visitors.

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"Oh, I wouldn't necessarily say that. You wouldn't believe how many defensive spells a wizard is capable of casting." Aibghalien actually grimaced a little, remembering the time a helicopter had crashed onto him and been dissolved into light as a side-effect of one of his protections. That had really hurt, at the time.

He made a few passes and spoke a word or two, then looked back to Ed. "Try commanding it, we'll see if I did this properly."

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Ed nodded at the first part and turned to the second. "Uh, go get me that sketch at the top shelf," he said, pointing to the uppermost shelf. "And that empty vial next to it."

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Without any visible evidence of its presence, the unseen servant did just that. The sketch and vial rose, as if levitating, then drifted over to present themselves to Ed.

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"Now that is handy," said Ed as he took the vial and drawing. "This will do, this will do nicely!"

He grinned, setting them on the table before reaching for a book and handing it to Aibghalien. "Here, read this. It's a beginners text to alchemy, mostly scientific principals. It'll get you started on it. Bring it back, I haven't finished making copies."

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"Is there any inherent quality to the text that would prevent me from copying it?" Aibghalien inquired. Many tomes of magic had spells or wards laid into them, or composing them, which stymied duplication.

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"Hmm? Naw, it's just paper and ink," said Ed dismissively. "It's a simple textbook anyhow so I can just get it written up again later."

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"I read a lot," the elf quipped, then pronounced several words of power as he made a pass with his hand over the book. With a shuddering wrench the book duplicated itself, at which point Aibghalien offered back the original as he tucked the new copy away with a smile.

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"That's handy," said Ed. "I need to usually write things out and then transmute a copy piece by piece."

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"It's useless on spellbooks or scrolls," Aibghalien said with a shrug. "But on normal material it's a great timesaver... and it allows me to expand my library, which is something I pride myself on."