Infinite Consortium, Monday
Monday, January 5th, 2026 02:09 amToday's shipment was a pair of complementary goblets. The first one earned a sneer, the second a roll of her eyes. "Why do artificers always have more talent than taste?" she grumbled as she set them in the window, along with the day's sign. "Imagine, with those abilities, they might have created something actually pleasing to the eyes."
And then she was off to gothreaten lecture the chair about behaving while her advisee was present. It was being particularly recalcitrant lately; with Dean absent, it was lacking in enrichment. Hmm. Perhaps she would tell Sairis one of his duties included walking the chair.
Chalices of Life and Death
The sweet taste of hope's promise and the bitter taste of life's only certainty...
Only certainty? Ha! She was proof that wasn't true.
And then she was off to go
The sweet taste of hope's promise and the bitter taste of life's only certainty...
Only certainty? Ha! She was proof that wasn't true.