Touch Of Fate 112 Equivalent Exchange

Grinning, Lily sketched an ironic salute, "As you say, Aggy. I'll stop scaring the newbies."

With a sigh Agatha returned to the front of the room. The whole series of events felt ritualistic, almost as if the two of them had gone through this conversation many time before.

Stern faced, she turned and addressed the cla.s.s. "I know you are all probably feeling a bit uncomfortable at the moment, but it's important for you to remember that Alchemy is a messy business. If you can't handle a little bit of goo, you will have a hard time in this course." Her face softened a little bit, "If you haven't already done so, please use Lifestyle Magic to clean yourself and your immediate area."

There was a flurry of minor magic. Agatha waited until it ceased before continuing. "All settled now? Good, let's begin. Alchemy is, quite simply, the art of using magic and mundane materials to produce goods. Everything from household items like soap, to adventuring tools like restoration potions, to the anti-gravity cores used in the construction of airs.h.i.+ps are created through the use of Alchemy."

[Airs.h.i.+ps?! They have airs.h.i.+ps in this world? How did I not know this?]

"Who here has already unlocked their Alchemy skill?"

A few hands were raised in response, including Lily's.

"I must apologize to those of you with your hands raised. Today we will be focusing on unlocking the skill of the rest of the cla.s.s. However, you still stand to gain some practical experience. Now, did everyone receive a letter from your department regarding your Alchemy equipment? Please bring them to the front in an orderly fas.h.i.+on. Once you have done so, you may collect a set from one of the cabinets."

Mike joined the line, turned his form in, received a key numbered 16, and followed the flow of traffic to the cabinets on the wall. Opening his a.s.signed cabinet, Mike found two separate compartments divided between safety wear and actual alchemical equipment. In one a grey lab coat, a pair of leather gloves, a set of leather and gla.s.s goggles, and a complex hood-like apparatus that seemed to serve as rudimentary gas mask. The other held a wide variety of gla.s.sware in various shapes and sizes, a mortar and pestle, a miniature clay oven, a heavy box marked with arcane runes, and a selection of knives, tongs, pliers, and hammers that would look right at home in a torture chamber.

"Today we will be working on a relatively simple recipe to help unlock your skills. Please put on your protective coats and gloves, and bring the oven, the furnace box, and the mortar and pestle to your seats." Agatha gave some quick instructions while removing a set of her own equipment from a footlocker under the front table.

Mike took a moment to Appraise the 'furnace box,' a.s.suming it was some kind of magic item.

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{Furnace Box}

Magic Item (Tier 1, Rank 2)

A magic tool used for a variety of purposes. When activated, will produce a steady amount of heat at a variable temperature. All functions are controlled by pressing the activation runes on the box's front side.

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[Seems simple enough.]

Mike took the required materials back to his seat, and waited with antic.i.p.ation as Agatha came around and dropped off two small bundles and a flask of water, at each table. As soon as they arrived, Lily grabbed the flask, ignoring the two pouches.

"We will be making Clarifying Tonic, one of the easiest Alchemical recipes to produce. Even untrained, there is no reason anyone in this cla.s.sroom should have any trouble completing it after a few tries." Agatha spoke with a degree of emphasis on this last point when she pa.s.sed by Lily.

Although she likely intended it as a subtle reprimand, it was apparently too subtle for Lily to catch, as the problem student went on preparing her materials while humming cheerfully to herself.

"This tonic can be used to ease the suffering induced by excessive indulgence in alcohol, restoring one's mind to clarity. As such, is one of the most popular alchemical creations on the market. There are three ingredients to this recipe. First is a sprig of Iceroot, which provides the cleansing qualities for which the tonic is famous. Second, a measure of ground Joran Nut, which serves as both the primary stabilizing agent and the source of the minor restorative properties for the solution. Finally, a large portion of fresh water. I'll write the specific quant.i.ties on the board, but don't be too concerned with accuracy just yet. The Clarifying Tonic recipe is very forgiving when it comes to ratios."

She paused her lecture to follow through on her earlier claim.

"Now please start by grinding the Iceroot and Joran Nut together in the mortar. Don't bother sh.e.l.ling the nut, simply grind the husk into the mixture. Add a dash of water to make sure it becomes a nice, thick paste."

Mike opened the two small pouches as found a sprig of a greenish-blue herb with sharp, pointed leaves, and a small brown nut, that resembled a walnut. He tossed them into the mortar, added a bit of water he created through magic, and started mixing. Although it was a little difficult to break the sh.e.l.l up in its entirety, he nevertheless ended up with a chunky paste after a few minutes of effort.

"Once you've gotten the ingredients mixed, it's time to start up your furnace box. Do so by pressing the spiral symbol at the center, once it lights up, you will see four identical runes to the right of it. Press the second one."

Mike followed her instructions. The top portion of the box immediately started producing heat, causing the air above it to ripple and sway.

[That's way faster than an electric range back in my old world. Magic sure is convenient.]

"Pour the contents of your mortar into your ovens, divide the remaining water evenly with your seat mates, and add it to the oven as well. Next, make sure to cover them and place them on the furnace. It will take a few minutes for the tonic to be ready."

He watched as Lily simply threw the water in her own oven, placed it on the furnace box, and started watching it intently.

[I don't think she added anything else....]

Mentally shrugging, Mike created more water, added it to the oven. He moved it one the stove-like device and settled in to wait. In the meantime, he scanned the rest of the cla.s.s with Appraise, looking for anything interesting.

He was not surprised to find that the vast majority of the students were composed of humans, with a mix of elves and beastmen making up the rest. There were a few interesting cla.s.ses like Physicist and Researcher, that hinted at a greater understanding of science than he originally believed possible, but overall he was slightly bored with the delay.

After a few minutes, his oven shuddered slightly. Curious, he opened the lid and looked inside. A pale golden liquid now filled the pot, giving off a faintly minty smell. He used Appraise.

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{Fortifying Ice Tonic}

Alchemical Item (Tier 2, Rank 2)

A rarely appearing mutation of the standard Clarifying Tonic. Through the enhancement of the natural Ice Elemental Affinity of the component Iceroot, this potion provides protection against the cold. Moderate increase to cold resistance. In users without the Cold Resistance skill, there there is a small chance of unlocking the skill.

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[Eh? How did that happen?]

He took a look at his and saw a new skill and a new t.i.tle that explained it.

- Basic Alchemy (Tier 1, Rank 1)-

A production skill. Alchemy is the process of altering magic and mundane materials into finished products. Although the methods vary based on the particular recipe, all alchemical products bear some trace of magical influence. Allows user to create basic alchemical items, retain memories of recipes, and develop an intuitive understanding of the subtle aspects of the craft. Current mutation rate: 0.01%.

- Fortuitous Alchemist -

By virtue of your exceptional curiosity and luck, you have a created a rare alchemical item from common materials. Minor increase to material efficiency when performing alchemy. Positive mutation rate increased by 1%.

[I guess my luck did something unnecessary again. Oh well, at least I got some good stuff out of it.]

Without any directions he went ahead and poured the solution out into a vial he'd set aside for the purpose. Surrept.i.tiously glancing around, he capped it and hid it in one of his pockets. He didn't think anyone noticed, but it was better safe than sorry.

Agatha eventually told the cla.s.s to open the oven and observe the product of their efforts. It seems that several of the students failed to even make the Clarifying Tonic, instead producing a black sludge that had no apparent value.

"Don't be too concerned about it if you end up failing the first few times. While scientific in nature, there are a lot of factors that we have trouble controlling in Alchemy. Failure will be a constant companion to you throughout your development of the skill."

There was a slight clattering from Lily's pot, and Mike looked over, already dreading what he would see.

Agatha continued, evidently unaware of the danger. "If you have not yet acquired the skill, I still have plenty of ingredients so that you might try again. For those of you who succeeded in unlock your skill, congratulations. Please clean up your materials and return them to the cabinets. Once you're done, you may leave. I will have something more interesting for you to do tomorrow."

Mike took shelter underneath his table again. This time inspiring several of the other nearby students to do the same.

With a clang, the lid of Lily's oven blew off as a wave of orange smoke filled the cla.s.sroom.

[How?! Wasn't her pot just filled with water?]

The cloud proved strangely acidic, and stinging to the eyes and nose.

[Did she just make tear gas by boiling water?]

He used a bit of Air Magic to force to hostile vapors out of the cla.s.sroom. Not wanting to spend too much time around his hazardous seatmate, he cleaned up his supplies and left the room. The events of the day had left him mentally fatigued, and he just wanted to go home and relax for a bit before starting it all over again.

[I've forgotten how stressful school can be. I'm already dreading exams.]

He reached into his pocket and absentmindedly scratched the back of Audra's head, while walking back to the dorm. The sleeping warmth of his familiar was soothing. Watching the afternoon sun sparkle against the Spire, Mike felt his worries fade away. Despite the chaos and drama of the day, he was having fun.

[I wonder what tomorrow has in store for me.]