Issiac Looking for Drake

As Emrith left the laboratory, textbook in hand, to study the inner workings of coding, Isaac Johnson remained busy; as the old wizard continued to search the area around his lab for any sign of the Artificial Intelligence he had extracted from Drake all those months ago. The old wizard turned over boxes, searched through devices, and cast various divination spells in an attempt to locate the Intelligence that had been copied out of Drakes mind.

Though, while his spells successfully detected his target, the result was pointless, as every time he investigated one of these potential positives, his spells would lead him back to the same location; namely, the real Drake, still frozen in time, and lying next to one of the shelfs like some sort of magical statue. Yes, he was looking for Drake, but not THAT Drake. The more methods that Issiac used to search for (Artificial) Drake, and the more of those methods lead him towards the wrong Drake, the more Isaac's frustration grew. And grew it did, until Isaac thought it best to unleash the nuclear option.

Walking over to a nearby closet, the ageing wizard stuck his hand deep inside, like a father searching for a favored pair of socks, and withdrew a disused magical scroll, it’s papers yellow with age. Unscrolling his new find, Isaac examined the paper he now held in his hands. The scroll was long, a little over eight pages in length, and covered in magical glyphs and symbols, unintelligible to the average person. Despite this, however, two words titled the scroll, detailing its power and purpose. Two words that would strike fear in an apprentice mage, whilst at the same time, confusing those unaware of the spells power. Discern Location.

This scroll contained an written invocation of the spell Discern Location.....one of the mightiest Divination spells imaginable. It was a scroll that had cost Issiac the price of a small house to acquire, and as a result, was quite the investment. Still, desperate times call for desperate solutions, and so as a result, Isaac begin to read aloud the magical invocations, as the words upon the scroll begin to glow:



“Man jag Behover! Hitta min kompis han ar en dator nu! Snalla harrop!”





As Isaac chanted the words of the spell, magical words that were allogether gibberish to one not trained in the arcane arts, the words of Discern Location flowed around Issiac like water around a merfolk. Whilst it was not a spell he was altogether used to casting, it currently was a powerful magic, a spell that could penetrate all manner of magical protection, short of direct divine intervention. So long as the spell was cast correctly, of course.

Minutes passed as Isaac continued to gesture openly towards the scroll, and spoke his magical words:



Nej seriöst!! Jag behöver hjälp med att hitta!! Den här killen hjälp!!



As the spell reached its apex, Isaac poured his magical energy into the scroll, and visualised his target as best he could; alas visualising a digital person is harder than it seems at first glance. At first Isaac thought of the files on the scene of his computer...but not wanting for his spell to simply locate his computer, directed his attention towards the Drake statue. That was where this AI had originated, after all. Finally he directed his focus towards Kathi, the android hell knight whom had just visited recently. Finally, his attention returned to the spell....with Issiacs hope that his choice of visualization was enough to ‘teach” the spell exactly what sort of target it was aiming for.

As the spell finished casting, the scroll exploded into magical energy, a rainbow of different colors, though mostly a greenish-purple beam of light, exploded out of the scroll, like that of a hunter on the prowl, causing Isaacs eyes to light up with glee. Shure, using a spell like Discern Location was perhaps a bit overkill, but at least through the use of this magic , he would finally find the AI he searched for...and this whole mess would be done with. He would be able to turn out the boat, and reactivate it’s defences, and perhaps finally teach Emrith exactly the power of artificial minds.

And so it was that Isaac watched the beam of greenish purple magic as it shot out from his scroll, and after spending a moment hovering in the air, as it searched for miles and miles around, before it finally found it’s target, and promptly directed Isaac towards his destination. Isaac followed the magical arrow with glee, as he lead him around his laboratory one last time...before coming to a halt directly in front of Drake...still magically frozen in time. The resulting string of curses was enough to wake the dead from their slumber.



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