princess.
Ero and her new friend continued to chat for quite some time before they reached the house on the far side of the pond. The princess bade the group farewell and promised to look in on Ero from time to time.
The fairy doctor turned out to be an elf named Karsi Evergreen. She was a beautiful elven woman with curly white hair and a matronly disposition. She greeted Ero like an old friend and spoke sweetly to her throughout the initial examination.
Karsi made a clicking noise with her tongue. "Ero, your stress levels are a little high. Have you been fighting with anyone?"
"Well, we did go adventuring recently." admitted the fairy.
The doctor nodded. "Well, it's fine for now, but I would suggest that you stop getting into fights until your little light is born into the world."
"Oh, but..," said Ero.
"No buts little one," said Karsi with the sort of smile one might expect from a sweet mother or a caring older sister. "A fairy light is a beautiful, fragile, thing. She will need to be tended to properly, and raised in a loving environment."
Ero made a promise to Karsi that she would not adventure until her baby was born. The elf accepted that promise with another warm smile.
The little family decided to stay in town overnight. Karsi would take Ero into the forest for proper examination along with a few other water fairies. They would need to spend the month surrounded by nature. The commune was close, but not quite natural enough for a proper examination process.
That evening they had a quiet dinner together. The next morning Ero left with Karsi just before Scott and Rhea said their goodbyes.
After Rhea logged out Scott sighed loudly. "Guess it's just you and me Herbert."
The Grassrat currently sat on Scott's shoulder. He leaned over and nudged the sorcerer's jaw with his nose. He missed them as well. Life would be a little less sweet without the girls around.
Chapter 3
Many places in a world of magic and mystery might capture the interest and swallow the time of a would-be master sorcerer. The verdant rolling hills, ancient ruins, or sights of an ARS city would be high among the list of interesting locales. However, Scott was in attendance at neither of these sites. Instead, he currently sat quietly in one corner of a library alcove.
The city of Valkovia was home to several small libraries, but it also held the reputation of having one of the most notable major libraries on the continent. It was there that Scott had gone to further his education in the mystic arts.
Scott turned the page of a book that had captured his interest. He quickly scribbled a few notes and did his best to copy the symbols that he saw on the page. Spell patterns for simple spells could be purchased in many hobby shops and magical emporiums across the city. However, he had seen no reason to spend good money on something that he could learn for free.
"I see..," said Scott as he looked over the pattern. "The problem with my previous method is so obvious..."
He scribbled a few notes then nodded once more. Unlike the patterns that he acquired when he upgraded his skill selections, these patterns had to be written down. Scott's personal grimoire was a cheap notebook that he had purchased at a local convenience store. It would never hold anything too outlandish, so there was no need to make a fuss about what it contained.
Sorcery was a fine art. An ordinary mage would simply use patterns of this type as spells. They would overlay the pattern with a few mental images and their skills would change the pattern slightly to suit their needs. In many ways, it worked similarly to the way that magic worked back on the casual server. Scott, however, had to delve deeper. He needed to understand the fundamental mechanics of how his spells would work. A pattern for him was more like a tool to be used to extrapolate a method of making his power flows merge and react in a way that he wanted.
Scott spent several hours working on his spell pattern
Ero and her new friend continued to chat for quite some time before they reached the house on the far side of the pond. The princess bade the group farewell and promised to look in on Ero from time to time.
The fairy doctor turned out to be an elf named Karsi Evergreen. She was a beautiful elven woman with curly white hair and a matronly disposition. She greeted Ero like an old friend and spoke sweetly to her throughout the initial examination.
Karsi made a clicking noise with her tongue. "Ero, your stress levels are a little high. Have you been fighting with anyone?"
"Well, we did go adventuring recently." admitted the fairy.
The doctor nodded. "Well, it's fine for now, but I would suggest that you stop getting into fights until your little light is born into the world."
"Oh, but..," said Ero.
"No buts little one," said Karsi with the sort of smile one might expect from a sweet mother or a caring older sister. "A fairy light is a beautiful, fragile, thing. She will need to be tended to properly, and raised in a loving environment."
Ero made a promise to Karsi that she would not adventure until her baby was born. The elf accepted that promise with another warm smile.
The little family decided to stay in town overnight. Karsi would take Ero into the forest for proper examination along with a few other water fairies. They would need to spend the month surrounded by nature. The commune was close, but not quite natural enough for a proper examination process.
That evening they had a quiet dinner together. The next morning Ero left with Karsi just before Scott and Rhea said their goodbyes.
After Rhea logged out Scott sighed loudly. "Guess it's just you and me Herbert."
The Grassrat currently sat on Scott's shoulder. He leaned over and nudged the sorcerer's jaw with his nose. He missed them as well. Life would be a little less sweet without the girls around.
Chapter 3
Many places in a world of magic and mystery might capture the interest and swallow the time of a would-be master sorcerer. The verdant rolling hills, ancient ruins, or sights of an ARS city would be high among the list of interesting locales. However, Scott was in attendance at neither of these sites. Instead, he currently sat quietly in one corner of a library alcove.
The city of Valkovia was home to several small libraries, but it also held the reputation of having one of the most notable major libraries on the continent. It was there that Scott had gone to further his education in the mystic arts.
Scott turned the page of a book that had captured his interest. He quickly scribbled a few notes and did his best to copy the symbols that he saw on the page. Spell patterns for simple spells could be purchased in many hobby shops and magical emporiums across the city. However, he had seen no reason to spend good money on something that he could learn for free.
"I see..," said Scott as he looked over the pattern. "The problem with my previous method is so obvious..."
He scribbled a few notes then nodded once more. Unlike the patterns that he acquired when he upgraded his skill selections, these patterns had to be written down. Scott's personal grimoire was a cheap notebook that he had purchased at a local convenience store. It would never hold anything too outlandish, so there was no need to make a fuss about what it contained.
Sorcery was a fine art. An ordinary mage would simply use patterns of this type as spells. They would overlay the pattern with a few mental images and their skills would change the pattern slightly to suit their needs. In many ways, it worked similarly to the way that magic worked back on the casual server. Scott, however, had to delve deeper. He needed to understand the fundamental mechanics of how his spells would work. A pattern for him was more like a tool to be used to extrapolate a method of making his power flows merge and react in a way that he wanted.
Scott spent several hours working on his spell pattern
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