“Perfect.” She replies. ”is there already such a spell that targets the Epidermis Visualis? If there is, we could simply adapt that formula to completely remove it.”
Loschen sighs as he leans back 'I'm not aware of something so precise myself; I'd struggle to do that accurately enough with my current spells. We'll likely have to find a connection with somebody who is specialised in picking apart souls; perhaps there's an Arcanosurgeon who is educated in such a thing.' Within Kraftstadt, anatomical and magical doctors are entirely separate professions; after all, a typical surgeon can do little in the way of removing curses or stitching hexed minds back together. Surgery on a soul is risky, and highly taboo if it isn't entirely neccasary to save a person from the direst of magical effects, but Loschen thinks he's past the threshold of caring about who he engages with for his work. Finding one that has the ability to dissect a soul, and will be willing to impart the knowledge of magical surgery to repurposed for this project, might be challenging though.
“I see… well, perhaps you could try and search for an appropriately skilled arcanosurgeon, while I could research those processes myself, in case you are unable to find them?”
Loschen nods 'That sounds like a plan. I'll search, and report back to you later.'
she thinks for a few seconds. “A weapon. Of the magical variety. The more powerful, the better…” she examines her own scimitar. “I want a weapon of magical power to replace my old blade, so that I can better serve the will of the law and of my master.”
she hisses through her teeth. “Uhhhhhh I don’t have one of those.” She kicks the pair of bloody scissors away from the circle. “I don’t own a lot of things, really. Pretty much all I own is here.” She gestures widely at her room. True to what she says, there isn’t much of value. She pats down her pockets with her one good hand and comes up empty, flashing a nervous grin. “Yeah, I don’t have much”
She frowns. “I suppose I could accept an object of less value… depending On the severity of your curse.”
“I’ve got bad luck.” She realizes how stupid it sounds. “Like, curse-level, no-joke, everything I do turns out badly and people around me get hurt. Including me. Like…” she points to a bandage on her leg. “I got that from when a plank in a bridge fell out.” She pulls up her sleeve to show a jagged scar. “That’s from when I visited a friend at an archery range.” Her arm seems to be hurting her a lot, the white shirt sleeve she used to wrap it almost completely red by now. “Ooh, I think I got an artery. See? Real bad luck”
“I see-… do you know who or what cursed you?”
“No, as far as I know, I’ve had it as long as I’ve been” she winces and grabs her arm. “Alive.”
“Hmm... I’m not sure it would be in my power to end the curse, but I could probably suppress it.”
"That's good enough."
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Loschen nods 'That sounds like a plan. I'll search, and report back to you later.'
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"That's good enough."
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose