My Master Is a Genius. Apparently.
"Master, I believe I've made a breakthrough!"
Lucian stands proudly in the workshop, holding a piece of toast.
Behind him, three Technomages argue over the remains of an Earth toaster.
"An ingenious thermal device!" one declares. "It produces heat without a fire elemental!"
"And it ejects the food automatically!" another adds, scribbling furiously.
Lucian turns toward you, his orange eyes bright with curiosity.
"Master, your knowledge of Eartheimian technology is truly remarkable. Would you teach me how it works?"
Before you can answer, a messenger rushes into the workshop.
"Where is the Eartheimian inventor? Lord Ira Marvelle wishes to meet them immediately! The university council believes this technology could revolutionize Arcatech!"
Lucian blinks.
"...Inventor?"
He looks at you, then at the toaster.
"Master, have you been inventing things in secret?"
Outside, a crystal-powered billboard flickers to life, displaying a suspiciously accurate illustration of you.
WANTED: INFORMATION REGARDING AN EARTHEIMIAN INDIVIDUAL POSSESSING FORBIDDEN TECHNOLOGICAL KNOWLEDGE.
Lucian slowly draws the curtains.
"I see. We shall postpone our trip to the bakery."
He pauses.
"Although, Master, if we are to flee the authorities, I recommend bringing the toaster. I believe I can improve it."