Quint was crouched by one of the doors on the ship, very carefully unscrewing the handle mechanism. As he worked, he hummed merrily to himself. The job in Balyntine had been great fun, crafting new illusions to terrify and confound with was always satisfying.
The handle came off of the door at last, Quint examined it briefly to make sure it was the type he thought it was, excellent. Since joining the cult he'd had plenty of oppertunities to exercise his imagination, trying new and inventive methods on the common folk.
Carefully, he began to reassemble the door handle, taking care to keep it entirely operational. He was curious as to what they would be doing next though, especially as they'd been assembled on this dreadfully dull barge.
He checked that the doorhandle was moving again. Content that he'd achieved his goal, he briefly considered the wizards he was working with as he smoothed his clothes down. A few were a bit too serious for his tastes, but it made making fun of them all the easier. He knew they wouldn't retaliate thanks to the contract they'd all signed.
Stepping away from the door now, he returned to the main deck of the ship to watch his handiwork, a grin already on his face at the thought of what was to come. He greatly appreciated the fact that they'd been masked from the crew, it made things much easier when people weren't staring at his tattoo's.
One of the crew approached the door he'd been tinkering with, perhaps looking to head to the lower deck? He didn't much care. Quint watched with growing amusement as the crewman tried to turn the handle down to open the door with growing frustration, the handle, of course, didn't budge. After a minute or so, the crewman finally turned the handle up instead and found the door now opened.
Laughing at the scene, he mentally thanked whoever had decided to cast the spell. It made it so much easier when they simply ignored you. Tiadora's demand for attention interrupted his merriment. Sighing, he turned to walk to the cabin, it seemed it was time to get back to business. As he walked he idly picked up a towel somebody had left lying on the ship rail and "accidentally" let it fall off the side of the ship.
He arrived in the cabin to see Schtein and his Lordship already there. Smirking to himself, he used his Iron Circlet to change his ears to be the same as an Elf's. "Good Afternoon my friends," His gaze lingers a moment on Kydrak, amusement clear in his eyes, "I trust you are well?
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Level 0 - Prestidigitation, Ghost Sound, Dancing Lights, Ray of Frost
Level 1 - 2x Windy Escape, 1x Vanish, 1x Colour Spray, 1x Silent Image
Level 2 - 1x Mirror Image, 2x Minor Image, 1x Hypnotic Pattern
Level 3 - 1x Displacement, 1x Lightning Bolt, 1x Wind Wall
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