[Jonas's Lab] Craft me something

[Calvin Freeman]

30th, winter 507 AV

As Alex approached the Nyka prison he wonders what he is going to say to Jonas when he see's him. The guards look through his reason of visiting and see that Jonas is on the list. They hesitate for a moment and then wave him in. The escorting guard whispers something to the guard working the doors who then proceeds to spread the message to the other guards. Suddenly the doors close and Alex is locked in the hall. "We just need to search for any kinda writing utensil," The guard said as he approached Alex, making him uncomfortable. The guards were getting close to him when a large axe swooped down the doors. It was Keliv, the akalak who wanted to help Jonas. Alex used this chance to escape and ran to the cell where they were keeping Jonas. Left, Right, Left, Left, and third cell on the left. Their he was Jonas Freeman. Alex took out a piece of chalk and handed it to Jonas. As Jonas took the chalk he said nothing, just gave Alex a letter. Alex had not time to question this he just got up a started running for Keliv"Lets get to the tent" Keliv said as Alex dashes passed him.

30, Winter 511 AV

Calvin Opened his eyes to the familiar sight of the dusty ceiling. He was looking at the roof of the lab of Lhavit, Jonas's Lab. "Best open the shop" Calvin spoke.

After getting dressed he walk to the south wall and pressed his palm to the symbol. With in a few moments the wall fell revealing the alley which he dashed through not to many days ago. He walked to the old leather chair and sat down waiting for his customer. As he wait he reached to his left and opened the end table revealing several leather bound books. Calvin took out one of these book and it showed an alchemical symbol on the front. He took a piece of chalk and place it in one charger and place a piece of leather, that Jonas gave him that night, in the other charger. The alchemical doorway was only big enough to place two fingers, but as he set his fingers down the rings light up and writing began to appear on the book. "Intro to Alchemy" it read. Calvin opened the book and began to read.

[Durzo Basmajian]

Durzo made his was through Lhavit, unknowing of what crimes may be going on here. He saw a few pickpocketers, but paid no mind to such petty criminals. Durzo had no interest in such small feats.

He came to a network af alleyways. Instead of walking in the alleys, he walked through the buildings which surrounded them. In these, he saw:

A man and his wife arguing over money
A man and his wife being... Intimate.
A teenage girl crying over a boy
And finally, he came to a small shop.

In this shop, there were no doors. This shop was.. secret? Durzo decided to investigate. It was just one room, fairly small, and in the corner he noticed a Human reading an enchanted book.

Who is this human? What is he doing down here? Durzo thought.
Durzo decided to see if he could contact the man, or distract him and see what he was reading. He eyed an oil lam. [i]Perfect.[i] Durzo thought.

Durzo flung the lamp across the room, and it shattered violently against the wall.

[Calvin Freeman]

"You can reuse chargers..." Calvin read from the old book when a lamp suddenly flew off the end table beside him and crashed to the ground shattering into a thousand pieces. The sudden crash stirred Calvin from his studies and he jumped up from the leather chair, slamming the book closed and throwing it back.

"A customer?" he thought. he walked to the entrance in the south wall of the shack. No one. "Hello?!" Calvin shouted down the alley. His calls were returned by only an echo. Calvin looked back at the lamp (or rather fragments) that lay on the wood floor of the shack. He began to scoop up the pieces of the lamp and place then in a different spot in the room. He rose and walked to the end table opposite his drawer library. He opened the end table and took out a picture of the oil lamp and a piece of orange chalk out. He opened the leather book again. The letters were fading but then grew bold again as he held the book and read, "To make a transmutation permanent one must seal it with a mixture of chemicals, Dam. I wonder if Jonas had this mixture anywhere in his shack." Calvin thought that he might, but didn't want to spend eternity looking for all the secret passage ways, that Jonas may or may not have.

Calvin walked over to the floor and let the picture fall. Calvin took the chalk and drew a large circle around the pieces of the lamp and the picture connecting them with two semi circles. He placed his palms on the semicircle line and focused. "One... Two... Three..." He said. When he finished the circle lit up and faded within minutes. As the circle faded he saw in the center... An engraving of a lamp in the brown glass that once made the lamp. "Crap," he thought "I sure hope no one saw that".

[Durzo Basmajian]

Durzo watched the man make the picture of an oil lamp. Fool, Durzo thought. It was obvious that the man had not wanted to make a picture of the lamp, but an actual lamp. The book title revealed that this man was probably a training Alchemist. Durzo had heard rumors that Alchemists could injure Ghosts or take some of their soulmist. He would be cautious of this man.

[Calvin Freeman]

Calvin rose from the floor once again he grabed the glass engraving and set it to the side under his chair.

"What now? What now?" Calvin was now pacing the room wondering what to do. Since it was mid day there was no danger of darkness, but it was Calvin reputation at risk and he need to figure out what to do. Calvin remembered the book Intro To Alchemy

To the left of the alchemy doorway on the floor was the blank book spine down pages spread. It lied blank with no writing. Calvin picked up the book and it once again suddenly grew with a bright blue light. Once again Calvin paced the room from one wall to another this time flipping violently through the book. "As a beginner to alchemy your transmutations will only last a short amount of time," He read. "Oh well this explains the wine and lucky the stupid creation will be reusable soon... maybe."

Calvin continued to read, "After your time is up your creation will result in a large dark mesh." Crap Lets see I'm gonna need a new picture and more glass but most of all I need more money.

[Durzo Basmajian]

Durzo watched the man and wondered, Why is this man having a mental breakdown over a lamp?

Durzo contemplated why the lamp might mean so much.. Was it a family heirloom? Was it a gift from a loved one?

He watched the man pace the room, muttering to himself, thinking intently.

Durzo decided to have some more fun..

He flung the book out of the man's hands and materialized in front of him.

[Calvin Freeman]

The book suddenly flew out of Calvin's hand, across the room. "What the hell?!" Calvin questioned as he ran to get the book. "Maybe it was the strong wind from the alley, still that doesn't seem possible it felt as though some one had knocked it out of his hand." Calvin thought. As he picked up the book and turned around, he saw a strong, muscular, well equipped man. Calvin suddenly felt nervous as though this man had seen his mistake. Calvin bowed his head and began to start cleaning various parts of his shack.

"Oh, Hello there. How are you? Who are you? My name is Calvin and this is my shop, well Jonas's shop, but i guess my shop now." Calvin spoke with nervousness in his voice. He was not afraid of the man, but afraid of his mouth. "How long have you been standing there? I was just practicing my art, alchemy, I am an alchemist and this is my shop, and you are a customer that why you are here aren't you for me to craft comething, but i must warn you it won't last very long. I'm sorry but, I'm still new, but you are the customer so what do you want I have a doorway on the floor there ready to go I can whip you up something, if you want. You must want something 'cause you are the customer and you are in my shop. An alchemy shop, which i own cause I am an alchemist." Calvin considered this for a long time in silence, standing still. He then turned to the man and said "Hi I am Calvin. Welcome, what can i do for you today?."

[Durzo Basmajian]

Durzo watched the man blatantly babbling on asking questions and repeating himself. It was extremely obvious that this man was nervous beyond his wits.

"I am Durz-" Durzo started, being interrupted by another wave of questions from Calvin, who made it abundantly clear that his name was Calvin. Durzo stood there for a solid three minutes until the man finished. Durzo tried again.

"My name is Durzo Bas-" He was yet again interrupted by questions and comments from the man. Durzo was getting annoyed. Fast.

The man went on about how Durzo was a customer and how he wanted something to be crafted that wouldn't last long because he was new to Alchemy but Durzo was the customer and he was in his Alchemy shop that he owned because he was an Alchemist.

"ENOUGH!" Durzo shouted with a booming, powerful voice. "Listen to me, Calvin. Enough of your questions. One more interruption and you WILL regret it." Durzo stood there, breathing hard, standing up straight with his shoulders back, looking threatening. "I will not hurt you. Not unless you make me." Durzo said. Wait.. This man hasn't noticed that I'm a ghost.. Durzo thought.

"I am here because as I was looking for bad men to put down in the city, I stumbled across this little shop of yours. You see, I am not a bad person. In fact, I'm not a person at all. How is this? Once I was a person. Now I am dead. A soul in Mizahar. It was I who flung the book from your hands. I was trying to get your attention with the lamp.. That didn't seem to work, so I took a larger step." Durzo said. His hood covered most of his face, but Durzo gave a slight smirk that Calvin could probably see.

"Oh," Durzo remembered, "And I'm Durzo Basmajian."

[Calvin Freeman]

"Hello Durzo," Calvin regained his composer. "I'm Sorry for going off back there, it's just I am new and have never had a customer yet." Calvin was sitting on the bed his head hanging. "As a ghost you probley do not want anything transmuted but you are welcome to stay in my shop for as long as you want." Hmmm this guy could help me get some supplies and I could help him with his ghostly abilities along with a place to stay. Calvin thought about this as a blue flash went off from under his chair "Don't worry about that." Calvin commanded. "So,... your looking for bad people. What do you propose to do with them after you catch them.

[Durzo Basmajian]

"Not just bad people.. I'm talking about rapists, murderers, sadists, any man who has done so much wrong in their life that they don't even deserve theirs anymore. Once I find them.. I take their lives. Send them to Hell or wherever they damn well go." Durzo responded.

Durzo pictured in his mind the people he'd killed; he had lost count centuries ago. What is he thinking? Durzo thought. He did not understand why this man would be so.. Unafraid of a ghost. Most mortals feared ghosts. Some even thought he was just their imagination, though he talked to them directly. But this man was different.. He knew Durzo was a ghost. He knew ghosts existed. But he was not afraid.. Durzo looked into the man's eyes.

He wants something from me.. Durzo thought. He could see it in the man's eyes, when he'd gotten the idea. Surely Calvin had not been expecting a ghost in his shop to work for him.. The man had seen an opportunity. Durzo saw the same opportunity. This could help him as well..

"Calvin.. What do you think about a 'You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours' arrangement?" Durzo asked.