Despite being driven to perfect his abilities, Darren’s teachers at the Academy have followed Arlen’s lead and refused to provide the student with private lessons. His only hope is to accept Arlen’s challenge and create a healing talisman. After a string of failures, he reached out to Arlen for some guidance in creating his trinket. She lends him several tomes, and he renews his efforts. Unfortunately, he continues to fall short. As the days continue to stretch out, his classmates worry about his mental state. Will his friends pull him away from his headlong pursuit of knowledge? Or will he double down to create his trinket?
“Are you interested in going out for the night?”
Darren eased his tools down and rubbed his eyes. Turning around, he rose from his chair and walked to the door. With a grunt, he folded his arms across his chest and scowled. “I’m sorry Maxwell. Unfortunately, I am working on an assignment from Arlen.”
Maxwell shouldered past Darren as he sauntered through the doorframe. “What are you talking about?” He paused in the middle of the floor and shrugged. “She hasn’t assigned us any work recently, and you made a point of complaining that she and the rest of the teachers have ceased giving you private lessons.”
“Bah,” Darren said as he stepped in front of his classmate and grabbed the dwarf’s shoulders. With a heave, Darren spun Maxwell like a top and escorted the tenuous friend toward the exit. “You’re right, this isn’t for her class.”
Maxwell’s eyes blinked as he elbowed Darren’s gut and rolled out of his grasp.
“Oof!”
With a broad grin, the dwarf skirted Darren to examine the implements scattered about the table. He lifted the small scribe and twirled it around his fingers. “What are you doing with all of this?”
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