Lisette’s week had been busy—from her early morning activities, to immediately rushing off to the library and cafeteria for her “detention” for the trouble she caused, she barely had time to breathe.
Her classes added plenty of homework and exercises to commit to and practice, and she was also gathering her materials required for making the compass. She succeeded in crafted one, and had it presented to the Enchantments Professor Before continuing on to the next step of enchanting.
She also learned from her previous tonics she made had some—interesting side effects. They weren’t detrimental or harmful in anyway—it just made the drinker full of vigor and happiness/giddiness. Lisette contributed that to her own energy being infused with the enchantment process.
So in the quiet space of the clock tower, where she spent the last few evenings before curfew cleaning up the cobwebs and tried to help reinforce the rotted wood of the broken staircase, Lisette went to work on the magic compass.
She had been lucky enough to find the materials over the weekend, mostly early in the morning, where she gathered the objects required. She had to be a bit stealthy for the moss, as she didn’t want to bother any of her classmates or friends to help protect orfend of the feral beasts within the forest. She might have broken the rules a bit by leaving the school grounds,but she wanted to complete this project for Veronika. She had been waiting quite some time now.
She went to enchanting the compass, pouring in her energy and materials into the item, and watching her magic take effect. Her power was a bit—peculiar. She was more of a crafter and engineer than a fighter or healer. She was still about average, with more chances to blow things up on accident, but so far, she’d been pretty lucky.
Lisette wipes the sweat from her brow as she stared down at the new magic compass on the floor. It shimmered with a silver hue, a soft glow behind the glass holding the magnetic components inside.
“Great!” She sighed in relief. “This should work perfectly!”
She stretched her arms in the air and looked at the clock tower around her. The bell was broken, dented on the side from an explosion—one she knew of quite well from that faithful night. And she had been quite busy adhering to her tasks, homework, and dubious checkin’s over the weekend and curfew. The professor was a perfect eye on her, making sure she was keeping out of trouble.
And it took quite a bit to lose her to get the moss. Lisette had to say.
She reached for her bag, grabbing a nice paper bag to wrap up the commission for delivery. She also had inside her bag a ton of snowdrop cookies she prepared in the kitchen while she was helping the cafeteria ladies and gentlemen. She shared her recipe with the group and they thoroughly enjoyed the sweet sugar taste in the small bite sized cookies.
So she prepared a ton of them to hand out to her friends and classmates. And especially for Alba. She felt really bad for what she dragged him into previously.
“I’ve been keeping my head low, so hopefully no more trouble will come my way.” Lisette grinned, and looked to her half completed project of the stairs she was working on. “I should keep working on improving these stairs so people can enjoy this beautiful view.”
She pulled out her tools and began to work again, working hard to repair what she had inevitably helped destroy. But in the corner, on a nice table set up was a medium sized stone tablet with three lavender incense burning. It wasn’t much of a shrine, but she prepared it for that library ghost to be at peace—wherever it was blasted to.