Lucline and Rasina were enjoying breakfast the next morning when a Psjiic projection appeared before them. The mage standing there was an Orc named Lobamog Aglim, assistant to the leader of the Hammerfell branch of the Society of Magic. She smiled at the man.
"Good morning, Lobamog. Doing messages for Minrra today?"
He grimaced. "There's a meeting together with the other branches. Minrra asked me to summon you to the meeting as well."
Lucline and Rasina shared a look. Lucline was not high on the totem pole of the society, there was no good reason she would be summoned to such an important meeting.
"Did she say what she wanted me for?"
He shook his head. "She just said it was important and to hurry."
She got up and sighed. The sun was beating down on the sand already and it was sweltering outside. "Alright. I'll get changed and be right there."
"Much obliged. Good morning, Rasina. I see you two are finally moving things along. Congratulations!"
"Good morning, Lobamog. Thank you, it was a long time coming."
Lucline blushed as she rushed to don her clothing and put on her cloak to shelter her skin from the sun. She came out to find Lobamog's projection was gone.
"I guess working on the cooling machine will have to wait." Lucline said sadly as Rasina rose and stole a kiss from her.
"Well, we can still work on moving your stuff in here this evening when the sun goes down. I'll see you when you get back."
Lucline smiled and kissed her back. "See you soon."
*Elder-Scrolls*
Lucline rushed across the city and towards the old Mage's Guild building. It had housed the Society of Magic for the last twenty years, but the people of Sentinel refused to call it anything but the Mage's Guild building. She waved back at a few of the passerby's that she knew and got waves or nods in return as she went. She saw a stall with fresh fruit for sell. She made a note to stop and by some on the way back. Soon, she had arrived and hung her cloak on a rack for that purpose. She was wearing her Society issued robe instead of her scant desert friendly outfit Rasina had gifted her. She sighed, wishing for the cooler clothing as she stepped into the meeting room.
As she entered, Minrra put a finger to her lips and motioned to a chair next to her. Lucline carefully made her way and sat down. There were other chairs around the table, each of them was filled with a Psjiic projection of the other branch leaders of the Society. The High Rock leader, her former mentor Arnlec Beatte, smiled as she sat down but said nothing. He was the oldest member on the Council, except for maybe the elf members. It was hard to tell with them.
On the center of the table, stands a Nord with his hands crossed. He was talking to the Council.
"I am pleased to tell the Council that the College of Winterhold has agreed to take me on as a teacher for the next term. They have declined to serve as the Skyrim Branch of the Society for the time being, but Archmage Arco told me she was considering it."
"Good," Arnlec spoke now. "The Arco family is well known throughout High Rock. I am sure she will make the right decision for the College."
Lucline chuckled. It would be hard to find a single providence where the Arco family was not famous to some degree.
Minrre nodded. "Thank you for your report, Henrick. You may go."
Henrick bowed and his projection disappeared. Arnlec spoke again.
"That will conclude the formal business for today. Minrre, good luck with that task we set for your young Dufrey. I trust my former pupil will be up to the task."
Minrre nodded as the other members started vanishing. She remained quiet until the last was gone. Minrre was a middle aged Redguard woman with a nasty scar running from her left temple to the right side of her neck. Her eyes were knd though, softing her tough looks.
"Thanks for coming so quickly, Lucline. I know you were wanting to start on that new project of yours but this takes priority. First, I got your report on what happened at the Dwemer Ruins. There was in fact a expedition planned for next week there. Some students to get their hands dirty on some Dwemer relics. We are looking into that. I figure you have a right to be in on dealing with that. However, a more pressing matter has shown up given that the trap has been sprung. I would like you to deal with it while we look into the trap further."
Lucline nodded. "Alright, what is the job?"
Minrre smiled. "We heard of a young child in Bergama that is exhibiting a level of magic that should be impossible. We don't have an agent there so we cannot easily confirm. We would like you to go to Bergama and confirm this. You can return after. We are arranging a permanent agent there soon."
Lucline pondered this. "Can I take an escort from the Fighter's Guild for protection?"
Minrre smiled knowingly. "Sure, you can take Rasina with you. We will cover your fare for the right to Bergama and will dispense a meal stipend and we will cover Rasina's hiring cost as well. Though I suspect you wouldn't need to pay, given Lobamog told me he found you in her house this morning."
Lucline blushed. "I would prefer if she got paid and was on a job. Work for the Guild has been meger lately as it is."
Minrre nodded. "I understand. We haven't gotten many contracts for magical assistance lately either. Please report to me the day after your return. I don't want you coming in here swaying on your feet from the ride."
Lucline grinned eagerly. "Yes, ma'am!"
She rushed out to go and fetch her cloak. She was excited to tell Rasina and get underway!
A/N: And another chapter down. We took Saturday off and I might make that the norm. See you in the next chapter!