Guild lane was not quitter by the time they arrived. Polarity walked straight ahead, Thomas close behind her, carrying the sealed product with somewhat of an exaggerated care.
When they arrived before the front desk of the guild Thomas was in up front, the smell of wax and old paper assaulted his senses. A clerk sat comfortably, he was a woman that looked to be in his early thirties.
"You will have to wait here milady" Thomas uttered to polarity addressing, which surprised her to some degree. She had ever seen the man this serous. She was beginning to doubut if this endeavor was going to be any successful.
The fact that Thomas makes strange faces whenever the guild is mention hadn't failed to escape her notice, she had an inkling that the man as hiding something, perhaps something relating to the guild.
She watched as Thomas approached the clerk, after a few moments the woman led him to another section of the guild.
Leaving polarity with darting eyes standing by herself. She observed the guild, if she remembered correctly, the administrative guild in Bolivia comprises the branch of multiple guild, lump-men, golden commerce guild, land-owners guild, sailors guild and any more.
Thomas had obviously led them to the lump-men guild, the place was lavishly decorated with marble floor, and in the middle of the hall were four exquisite black pillars covered with silver patterns, overhead was dome sealing with glass that revealed a clear view of the heavens.
In the walls were glass window with various work of arts she couldn't see from this distance embedded in them. Polarity walked towards one of them. It was a painting of a pheonix. One of the mythical creatures that existed in this world in the ancient time. Another was a dragon, a bovine bull and various kind of majestic creatures.
The pheonix was a creature of nobility, it was said that the elves descended from the pheonix, the dragons were a symbol of royalty, the greater houses were said to have descended from the dragons. The bovine bull represented strength, the giants were said to have descended to from he bovine bull.
Of course in recent times there weren't any dragons, giants, phoenixes or elves around anymore, most of them are wither dead or went into hiding, since the race wars that was for close to a millennia ago, humans won the war and there for established a lasting foothold on the continent.
….
While she was admiring the artistry of the building, polarity suddenly heard footsteps approaching, when she turned, she say the clerk leading Thomas out, it had been more than three hours since he left.
Polarity walked towards him, "So…"
"How did it go?"
Thomas let out a deep breath, "I already presented my case, we have to wait and come back in two weeks." He said. The process had been more tedious than he thought. Presenting the materials would not be enough. They would have to conduct a review, after that his achievements will be presented before the crown.
Only should the crown deems him worthy would he be promoted to the status of a master.
Polarity wasn't surprised, she had already accounted for something like this, and she nodded in understanding after thinking about it for a bit. Pausing for a moment, she said, "We should probably head back, it is getting late"
The sun had already begin to set in the sky, and night was beginning to take over, the duo stepped out of the guild. Moments later they both headed their separate ways.
Polarity traversed the market gathering the materials she would be needing, before she began to head home.
Night had already fallen when she arrived home, her journey to the market had bread fewer result than she expected, and there was still a few ingredients left. She was only able to get the supplementary ingredients and not the two main ingredient.
She couldn't help but scratch her head, this was proving to be more difficult than she originally imagined. 'Do other dominators affiliated with the Mystischer constellation use the same ingredients for their ascension?'
'If I could find one of them and….' but she quickly brushed off the thought, dominators were increasingly secretive, and would never willingly choose to make themselves known without proper cause.
It was by sheer coincidence that polarity was able to meet one who initiated her into the affliction, and that woman was long gone, she didn't even know where to find her.
'I don't think there are any other dominators in Bolivia, if they were, there are either rich or hiding'
"I might have to search for another way, If only the main ingredient weren't so ridiculous' the two main ingredient were blood of a dragon squid, and he heart of a black snake fish. Both ingredient were commonly found in marine life."
'This should have been easy giving that Bolivia was a river side town, but turns out I was wrong, looked like I might have to ask them for help"
….
By the moonlight, polarity set all thoughts aside, and picked up the totem, the lady from the order of thinkers had given her, the time was actually a copper mirror. What was strange about the mirror was that the mirror only reflect moonlight.
Any other form of illumination just bounces off its surface. Other times the copper mirror's supposed mirror surface gives off a blank reflection, but under the moonlight, like what she had now, the mirror displayed a reflection. But it wasn't polarity's face, just as she was wondering what to do next.
She suddenly felt a pull.
Too powerless to resist, she was pulled the mirror. Polarity's room was now empty, the mirror dropped to the bed, with a soft thud, still absorbing the radiance of the moon, and occasionally shooting off silver light.
…
Feisal stood to his door, apparently troubled, just as he thought he was having a bad a young ex-journey man came into to request a meeting of audience. He had thought that this another young and enthusiastic man looking to make a name for himself.
The world isn't short of such people, the ambition of youth, Feisal himself was like so once.
Ahh
How he had messed the hot-bloodedness of youth, but nine out of ten, their turned out be disappointing, however when he was told the young man was a lump-man he was even more disappointed, the lump-men was the most completive of the trades, it required immense talent and luck to excel in that field, not to mention the multitude of trial and error.
Plus it was a market with strict monopoly, for example the salt market in Bolivia was marginalized by two merchants, constantly trying to surpass one another. Every lump-man who appeared in town is quickly roped in by either one of them, or in the best case scenario suppressed to obscurity.
Turns out the young man was gifted, more so than he had thought, now Feisal is stock between a rock and a hard place, he was helpless, those two had backing of a lesser house, sometimes that kind of backing is just enough to flip the world.
Feisal reined his thought. Then picked up a quill and paper, then began writing, when he was done, he gently blow on the ink to dry it out before folding the paper into a scroll, tying a knot around it with a black thread.
He melted red wax around the knot, placing his seal of office it, every member of the guild with office had a seal of office, and the seal would usually the sigil of the person. If the usually the first letter of their name.
To the letter 'F' covered the tied knot, Feisal handed the letter to the clerk before resting his head back at the table. He didn't have any choice. He was in this office by the favor of that man.