Karl put the book away and added the spell to the list of effects that the blades would need. It was really not a large list. The spell took care of nearly everything, but it would only work for those with a holy element magic affinity.
As he was arranging the runes, the Elder turned to leave. Then he turned back to stare at Karl.
"Wait. That was a skill book. An actual, functional skill book for an Epic Grade Paladin Skill."
"Yes?"
"Where did you find that in a Mortal World?"
"Oh, that’s easy. We taught inscription to a large portion of the Dragon Church. When Paladins have the ability to write skill books, eventually you will get most of the super rare skills recorded.
Then, the blue dragons can make more copies.
The issue is that they’re extremely difficult to copy, and take forever."
"But you do have a copy. Which means that there is a chance that it could be duplicated by the Inscriptionists we have here." The Elder contended.
"Yes, I would say that is possible. I could even loan them the book. It’s easy enough to copy it without using it if you know the technique."
The Elder’s eyes went vacant for a moment as he sent a System Message.
"The Skill Library Elder will be over soon. I see that you’re on punishment for something, so you must not have been to see him yet."
Karl covered his chest and sighed dramatically. "It’s all a huge misunderstanding, you see. I wasn’t informed that the rules on using force in the Clan compound were limited to the ones actually fighting, and not everyone who came with them."
The Elder shrugged. "Fifty hours well spent to get the chance to beat the stupid out of them."
"You know, when you look at it that way, it makes so much more sense. The rule seemed silly, as they were clearly there for a fight. But I suppose the Elders don’t want to encourage it, so they just punish everyone involved in such an incident."
The Elder grinned. "The punishment is also discretionary. Picking a fight and losing will get them time for ’Disrupting the Peace’. It’s all very political, you see. Plus, the Elders feel that too many of the members lack humility.
You shouldn’t have too many more issues. You’ve made many friends among the Elders and excursion leaders already, and that will only grow as more of them get an actual chance to purchase your specialty items."
"It’s always good to make friends. Here, I can’t count on just being able to beat everyone who causes me issues. But that reminds me of a question I had. Just how much does power scale as you progress through Ascension?
When I make items, I see them listed as ’Immortal 1/50’, but those before Ascended Immortal status aren’t all that much stronger than I am, double at most."
"Ah, that can be difficult to understand at first.
"That’s a quarter of my base added, and another ten thousand Strength from the percentage. By the Gods, Titanic is no joke in that name. I really would be on par with a Titan’s strength wearing that."
Cara wandered in the door with a smile. "You only have two thousand strength? Is that a human thing? Because I nearly have that much, and I’m new."
"You also have innate invulnerability, which humans don’t. You can’t compare a badger’s stats to those of us mere humans."
Cara laughed. "True, true. Karl, give me that ring for a minute, I need to do a thing."
"Does it involve giving the ring to Amaldor and then challenging him to another fight?"
"It does now."
Karl tossed her the ring as the Elder sighed.
"You can’t just point the badger at random Elders when she gets bored."
"That’s not a random Elder. He’s a Wrath Demon. Do you think that there is anything he wants more after a long day of teaching students than a good fight with a Chaos Badger?"
"I should go make sure that the barriers are refreshed on the arena."

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