Art, in fact?

[wizardsaregodtier]

In the Tower of High Sorcery, those ertswhile examiners of items magical and mystical would find a score or so of opportunities to put their knowledge and reason to the test -- provided, of course, that they got the proper permission from Aibghalien, who was even now pondering a horn made of brass, but shaped like one from a ram's head...

[OOC: If you want to handwave the permission process, just post to the Examination thread and I'll pick somethin' for ya!]

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[wizardsaregodtier]

"It was a logical extrapolation," Aibghalien said, and his hyper-keen mind immediately took the conversation to its own logical conclusion. "You wish for the people who are in the brig to only appear to be there."

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"Exactly. If you can actually do that." Howard's going to bet the challenge will make Aibghalien more wiling to work with him.

[wizardsaregodtier]

He waved a hand. He didn't need the challenge; Aibghalien believed quite firmly that the methods that Daligig employed were tyrannical.

"A trivial matter except for one thing -- it would be infeasible to mentally shield the minds of a number of people in perpetuity. Consequently, the people involved would need to limit their time outside of blind areas in the city, preferably going out only under the protection of magic or powers similar to the ship's."