Erik approached the week with meticulous focus, intent on transferring the wealth of knowledge from Tolstoff's spellbook into his own. His first task was to convert the large gem he had recently acquired into smaller, more manageable pieces to fund his efforts. On the first day, he wandered through the bustling streets of Frandyln and found a merchant willing to make the exchange. With the smaller gems in hand, he purchased the inks and parchment needed for the day's work. Returning to his room, Erik spent the next five hours transcribing the level one conjuration spells, marveling at their intricate details. These spells, being the simplest, offered a smooth beginning to his week-long endeavor.   Day two brought a shift in complexity as Erik delved into the level two spells. After another trip to the market to secure his supplies, he spent his afternoon transcribing two spells with relative ease. The following day, he repeated the process, methodically transferring two more level two spells into his book. His confidence grew as he moved through these manageable tasks, but the true challenges lay ahead. On the fourth day, Erik turned his attention to Counterspell, a spell of undeniable utility but also one that required precision. Despite a minor ink spill that nearly smudged a critical rune, he successfully completed his transcription after hours of painstaking effort.   On the fifth day, Erik tackled the more demanding Dimension Door, a spell that required four hours of unbroken concentration. After a satisfying success, he used his remaining time to transcribe Alter Self, completing his objectives for the day. The sixth day brought an unexpected dilemma as Erik attempted to transcribe Animate Dead. As he worked, an eerie chill emanated from Tolstoff's spellbook, its cursed nature disrupting his focus. The pages of his own spellbook refused to absorb the ink properly, and faint whispers filled the air around him. Desperate to finish the transcription, Erik was forced to place the cursed tome in a lead-lined box to silence the interference. Only then could he complete the spell, though the experience left him unsettled.   Finally, on the seventh day, Erik set aside an entire eight-hour stretch to transcribe Ice Storm. The work was grueling, and the lingering unease from the previous day weighed heavily on him. Despite the challenge, Erik completed the spell, feeling both relief and pride at his accomplishments over the week. Yet, as he placed his tools away, he couldn't shake the feeling that the cursed tome had left an indelible mark on his own spellbook—a reminder that even the pursuit of power came with its risks.