Adelaida had been hard at work for the past two weeks. She'd managed to gain access to a classroom that wasn't assigned to anything for the current semester, and with a little bit of effort she converted it into a lecture room for her one-on-one lessons. Runic script filled the chalkboards, and entire books were readied.
She briefly lamented that none of this knowledge of hers would never be hers to use again, but this was better than letting it rot away in the back of her head. At least this way someone would benefit.
Everything was set. The inks were prepared diligently, the paper readied, the spells waiting to be activated with the flow of magic. All precise, with the circles properly isolated and layered to produce the complex spellcraft that Adelaida once practiced.
All that was needed was someone with the will and ability to use them.
@Hyper
She briefly lamented that none of this knowledge of hers would never be hers to use again, but this was better than letting it rot away in the back of her head. At least this way someone would benefit.
Everything was set. The inks were prepared diligently, the paper readied, the spells waiting to be activated with the flow of magic. All precise, with the circles properly isolated and layered to produce the complex spellcraft that Adelaida once practiced.
All that was needed was someone with the will and ability to use them.
@Hyper