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"the alternative is we have her use her most potent spells, over and over again, until her mind and body become physically exhausted and then force her to push past it for the same result. It's slower, repetative. The Room gives her new puzzles to focus on with the layered puzzlebox effect...the pressures work in similar manner to her constantly using her most potent spells. it's a shorter length to the same basic result. and keep her mind more engaged."

Yes, she knew about the lady of the house appointing the eldest son the 'moderator' because they all knew malik would choose the quicker paths to grant his daughter greater power for her own protection. But she also didn't want the younger d'vinn to prolong things, since it was no secret that while Malik had taken greater interest in his daughter, that interest was still mostly centered on her necromantic studies. and she wasn't about to be saddled with extra work as part of a social ploy to get father and daughter closer.

"Good. then we'll start her on that tomorrow, as she did exceedingly well on her response exercises. And don't forget to retrieve your bone pieces. those are valuable to have and we wouldn't want to have the effort in getting a bat wasted, now would we. If you do well in the room as you have here, we'll work with a little more recently deceased, and maybe start to work on conjuring forth the unliving as a whole. your studies are progressing very well indeed."

Yes giving praise were it was due. she was doing an wonderful job of picking things up.

"May I suggest, however, the use of gloves. while necromancers do have dominion over poison and disease to a degree, neither are very pleasant nor are the methods of absolving them in a body. always better to err on the side of caution in that case."


Malik gave a slight grin, and took his hand on Malvolence. better to get her teacher to suggest it this time though he had mentioned it and got fought on about it. maybe a different authority might prove better suited.

"Now comes the fun part of getting to tell your mother how wonderful a job your doing, once we find wherever she and your grandmother have hidden themselves away at."

a slight grin at his oldest.

"Using your resources at their fullest potential is not cheating."

before giving a frown at Kieran.

"That means their out doing something probably stupid and dangerous. I swear that woman..."

shaking his head lightly.

"Well unless we want to try adn track them down, I suppose we'll just have to wait for them to show up and hope they aren't injuried or in clothes that are completely destroyed. Though I suppose while they are out, I can show you those notes on the lycanthropy project and see if you can think of something I might have overlooked."

"Lycanthropy is a magically created disease. on Norrath, it's creator was Mayong Mistmoore. what it does is at the full moon, the infected creature, be it elf, man, dwarf, gnome...becomes a werewolf. after that first full moon, they stay in that form indefinately."

walking with Kieran and his daughter from teh arena area towards the study where he kept his notes on his various attempts at recreating the lycanthropy virus.

"They become stronger, faster, far more deadly...but lose most of their intellect outside of basic animal needs. my experiments have been on trying to create a version that keeps the intellect of the host..so that they might make powerful soldiers or protectors. the Ogres and Droag are indeed powerful and potent, but the ogres are more of brute force and the droag while they possess the gift of flight, I find the dark is a signifigant drawback. they obviously weren't meant to be in underground situations."

"A werewolf has excellent night vision and sens eof hearing and smell, like any wild canine. thus they make fast effective killers and soldiers that can provide fast moving infantry or surgical strikes."

Making it to the study and pulling down the notebook detailing the attempts and failures and such in hand and setting it on the table.

a glance over at his daughter.

"you can come in Savyrn."

before back to his notes.

"We tried with lessening the infection or the rate at which it transforms it's host...the results were...unsightly, would be the nicest way to put it. kinda thing that would probably make our wives have nightmares and they'd for sure lose the contents of their stomachs."

pushing over a log of those particular attempts that had, of course descriptions of the results since it was a laboratory type environment.

"It seems like the best way to do this is some method of either making a potential subject hyper intelligent so the disease reduces them to a normal intellect or working the disease itself somehow into a form that doesn't eat the mind, while still having it's most potent effect on the body."

"People that are without a use. thieves, beggars, weaklings that have proven to have no other viable use to the House. You should remember that. a House is only as strong as it's weakest members. so to make a strong House, you need strong, viable members. either in magic, physical, or both."

patting her head lightly.

"We've tried some basic curatives for similar mental effecting poisons but so far the disease strain just seems to plow through them. we tried weakening the disease itself, but that in turn created many of the less gruesome transfigurations but they died horribly...usually at the hands of other fully infected. like pack animals they tore apart the weaker ones."

"Interesting idea. there are vaccines and antidotes made for the Lycanthropy virus...Koada'Dal fashioned them first, as they were the ones that felt the brunt of it's introduction. but when it became further spread the curing agents did as well. it's possible I might be able to get my hands on some, and dilute it so it doesn't completely work but work enough to offset the mental damage."

rubbing his chin lightly.

"adn the idea of introducing canines to a anthromorphic agent is also a sound solution to the problem at hand. perhaps we'll try both and see which method yields the better results. I have plans that may be forced into fruition if things are continuing on the path they are...here and on Andal."

"the shifts in this plane are becoming too erratic and violent for my tastes. earthquakes are frequent enough but there's a definate tugging. and Sevilin's own concerns and attitude about it aren't helping things."

glancing at Keiran.

"and I am well aware of the instability in the political structures of your own underfoot. Tyrreal's playing with fire. and it's not a fire that just burns, it's a fire that consumes. So since I heard of his involvement with the young princess, I have been preparing for the political fall out and potential civil war...as well as war between damios and requias. you'd be a fool to think that a massive political upheaval won't mean that requias won't try to use that to make damn sure that damios can't get to them anymore."