Artifact Production: In the bowels of Quanalithi

Following the communication,

Orleos walked to a bronze bust along his wall and slid open the mouth. Inside was a large ornate key, one of 2, grabbing the key, his whip, and a crystal inside his desk, he spoke into it, "Eante, have the Black Chamber prepared for my arrival immediately, there is going to be an Black Class summoning taking place. Make sure the proper elemental wards are in place, vessel is prepared, and that you have the pinky toes as well as a spare set of clothes on stand-by. I will be arriving in 5 minutes, hop to!"

Not waiting for her to respond, he entered the lift from his office and descended to the 3rd basement of his company. The doors slid open to a blank wall with a scuff in the bottom right corner, pushing with his index finger on the scuff, the wall split and he stepped out into a hallway with a large vault door at the very end with 9 slots and a wheel in the center. Stopping in front of the vault he placed the key into the 8th slot, with a frown he tentatively grasped the metal of the wheel, which induced a sense of powerlessness in him, and turned. The door opened to a small antechamber with a normal door set into the wall.

Inside the antechamber were 3 Earthers and 2 Kumfei along with Eante Vandoslit, she looked every part the stereotypical librarian. Pressed and immaculate grey woolen business coat and skirt, brown hair streaked with grey in a tight bun complete with 2 pencils sticking out, watery blue eyes narrowed at a clipboard she was jotting on with a third, and ever present frown as if she had bitten into a sour apple.

Without looking up she addressed him, "You are 27.23 seconds early sir. Everything is to your specifications as per usual, wards in place, and your toes and clothes are on stand-by. I will leave you to it then sir, try not to get yourself hurt." Without a backwards glance she walked out the vault door and proceeded to push it closed, with a sigh he entered the chamber.

The chamber was 40x40', the ceiling was 20' from the floor with lights that brilliantly lit the room, and the painting that would be used as the vessel was on an easel near the door. On each surface was a set of glyphs, they pulsed slightly giving off faint colored lights, the wards that would help to make sure nothing went awry. Filing in behind him were the 5, they took up positions around the center of the room, a roughly accurate pentagon.

Stepping forward so that he was just about 10' from the pentagon he addressed them, "Are you all prepared for what is about to take place?" As one they bowed, their only form of agreement, and each one lifted their arms as if in prayer. Unfurling the whip at his waist while raising his left hand palm extended, he spoke, "Very well then...Let the show begin!"

(OoC: This is just basically a template of High Class Artifact Production on my planet, when it is demanded I do so. Was told by Admin to place here.)

For the Banking Guild,

The member 'OrleosSacrenine' has done the following action : Dices roll

#1 'Skill Tests' : 6

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#2 'Skill Tests' : 4

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#3 'Skill Tests' : 5

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#4 'Skill Tests' : 4

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#5 'Skill Tests' : 5

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#6 'Skill Tests' : 3