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God i feel like crap today......

Mumble ... Moan ..

Might ...Maybe.. Dono.. Finished chap 6..today. only 7 pm here.

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Chap 6 part 2

Following frank into his house I was instantly struck by how clean and orderly it was. Everything I saw was in its proper place and there wasn't a hint of a single rabid dust bunny in the entire place. Suddenly things started to make sense to me. Frank had what on earth was called OCD and it looked like it manifested itself in the “obsessively clean spectrum.” There were many different kinds of OCD being Obsessive about cleanliness wasn't all that bad considering. There was even a saying that went “Cleanliness is godliness”. I just hoped that Frank wasn't TOO Obsessive in regards to me. If he was things were going to be tough with me showing up after working half the day in the Blacksmith's shop.

Upon reaching a small workroom Frank sat down and pointed at a chair and told me to sit. “Now boy, First things first. I noticed my niece Beth has taken a liking to you. I also know your not going to be sticking around the village all that long. So I am warning you right now. If you hurt that girl there isn't a place in all the worlds you will be able to hide from me. Understood?” Confused but not wanting to anger the old guy I simply nodded my head. Letting out a 'grunt' and then a 'loud fart' frank continued.

“Ok Your here to lean about Enchanting.” My eyes started to water a bit...”The first thing you need to know about enchanting is ANYONE can do it once they gain the job.” A tear slowly made its way from my eye and a tickling sensation was irritating the back of my throat. Glancing up at me Frank said “Now now boy I know you are happy to learn from me but that is no reason to cry over it.” Grabbing hold of my hands a blue box suddenly popped up.

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New Job Available

“Apprentice Enchanter”

Using your skills you will be able to Enchant things

Would you like to learn the Enchanting Job?

Yes NO

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Trying to take short breaths I quickly accepted the job. Getting kind of frantic I was racking my brain over how to quickly make my escape from the smell without offending the old coot. My mind screamed out 'DEAR GOD What the hell has he been EATING!' when I remembered dinner the previous evening. Letting out a barely audible groan Frank once again misinterpreted..Or maybe he didn't and was laughing his evil smelling ass off at me in silence. “Don't worry boy your in good hands I have never failed to teach my craft to someone”...

At that moment I knew he was messing with me. Martha had said I was his first apprentice.. “Alright now boy you have almost everything you need to get started with Enchanting. Like I said Enchanting itself Is something Anyone can do once they have the job. The difficult part is learning the Enchanting language.” He said as he was searching a large bookcase to the side of his work bench. The book case itself spanned the entire length of the room and was covered in volumes as small as a paperback to some that were over a foot thick.

Picking out a rather small book only about two inches thick and about a foot tall and wide I continued on. “Ahh here it is. The basics of Enchanting volume one.” He handed me the book with the first smile I have ever seen plastered on his face.. 'Does that smile have a evil ting to it?' my mind asked itself. Sensing something was a bit off I took the book and opened it up. Flipping through the pages I saw that it described different types of materials that could be used and in another section what type of tools one should use for inscribing enchantments on items. There was also a section titled 'proper enchanting techniques'. After quickly checking the book over I had not seen any sign of a new language Frank had mentioned.

Looking back up at the grinning old man and with a sense of dread in my voice I asked him. “If this is volume one..How many volumes are there?” I swear his grin got a bit larger at my question. Replying he said “Oh you don't need to worry... there are only two Volumes to the Basics” His words put me at ease at first until I noticed his grin had turned into a huge shit eating smile. Not knowing what I was getting myself into I ignorantly asked the obvious question. “So um Frank..You say Enchanting is easy..All I need to do is learn the Enchanting Language. Umm which of these books of yours covers the language I need to learn?”

Turning with that huge smile on his face he points at his book shelf and said “Oh that..Its right there”...

Not seeing what book he was pointing at I asked him for clarification. “Which book exactly is it Frank?” Laughing he says “Why all of them boy!”. I couldn't help it ..My mouth took over and said “The Fuuuuuuuk”. Frank started roaring with laughter after calming down a bit he explained. “Boy why did you think Enchanters are so highly respected and prized? Yes any fool can put a simple enchantment on a item. That doesn't mean the enchantment is going to last or be any good. You need to know the language and how to write it into the item your working on. A good enchantment that lasts is like writing a well written story. It takes time effort and a great deal of patience.”

Turning serious Frank says “Now listen here boy, Enchanting is one of the most powerful jobs in Arkhay. With the right Enchants you could do anything you can think of from flying to transporting yourself to a different world the uses of enchanting are practically endless. And if your not careful you can easily kill yourself or others. I am going to have to insist that you don't try enchanting anything before I tell you it is ok. This is for your own good. The last thing I need is Beth showing up and giving me a earful after you wind up killing yourself by experimenting. Take this book and after you memorize it return here in a few days. Make sure you memorize it boy I will be testing you. Now go on get outta here I need to take a nap. Oh and Stay off my damn Lawn! Use the path next time.”

In a shocked state over how much there was to learn I quickly stumbled out of Franks house. Getting outside I sucked in a few deep lungful's of clean clear air and thanked the goddess for preventing me from passing out inside the house. Making sure I stayed on the short path to the village proper I set out to find a place to read. Walking down towards the lake I found a decent spot along its edge and proceeded to read.

Many hours later after I finished the book I had to agree with the old man. Enchanting was deceptively easy. All one had to do to enchant a item was to know the words for the enchantment and then inscribe those words onto the item in question while focusing your mana into the inscription. The difficulty lay in the fact that the enchanting Language was massive. Easily more complex and descriptive then English. The scary part was if you messed up the inscription by using the wrong words, or slipped with whatever tool you used while making it. It could and most likely would ether kill you or someone else. Best case was nothing happening at all.

The book I had just finished reading was full of cautionary stories about how impatient novice enchanters had seriously fucked things up. There was one story about how one idiot had blown up a good sized city. Reading this I gained a new found respect for the dangers and power of enchanting. In the wrong hands this could easily end up wiping out entire worlds. Seeing that it was getting dark again I made my way back to Martha's house.

End Chap 6 part 2

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