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Seal. When he had searched his inventory for the count’s paper, he had seen two other items that required his attention. The first was also from the count’s safe. It was a blue wand tipped with a white jewel. Richter had no Lore to speak of yet, despite finding snippets of time to read Leandra’s book, and had no identification spells. When he looked at it, the prompt simply said, “Magic wand.” Luckily, Futen had an ability to identify items.
    He held the wand up, “Futen if you would be so kind.”
    A white light flared from the center of the glowing remnant.
    You have found: Wand of Magic Illumination. Durability 30/30. Item class: Common. Quality: Above Average. Weight 0.3 kg. Sends out a beam of blue light that illuminates the darkness. Magic seen in this light will glow white. Twelve hours of illumination per day.
    Well, that could be useful, Richter thought. He resolved to play with this latest toy as soon as possible.
    The second item he had retrieved from a thief. To be more specific, he had stolen it from a den of thieves right before burning their house down. Richter wasn’t one to dwell on details, though. He held the book out and Futen pulsed again. The light in the remnant built for several seconds before subsiding this time. That’s strange, Richter thought, it had never taken more than a split second for the remnant to identify an object before.
    “You have found an item of exceptional power, my Lord.”
    You have found: Tome of Soul’s Familiar. Durability 500/500. Item Class: Epic. Quality: Masterwork. Weight 0.5 kg. Let’s you cast: Summon Soul Familiar. Tome destroyed upon casting. Requirements: Master of a school of magic. Intelligence 20. Cost: 1200 mana. Do you wish to use the Tome? Yes or No?
    Twelve hundred mana?! That was more expensive than any other spell Richter had even seen! The most costly spell he had cast was Confusing Mist, and that was an enchantment that protected the entire village! It had only cost eight hundred! Why was this spell so expensive? Despite the prohibitive cost, that was probably the reason that he was holding the Tome at all, he realized. The thieves probably didn’t know what to do with it. Also, Masters of magic didn’t exactly grow on trees. The book was almost priceless, so finding a buyer would have been difficult, but for the same reason they certainly couldn’t just give it away. So it had sat collecting dust until Richter had come along and ‘freed ’ it. None of that mattered, though because Richter came to a profound realization. He wanted a familiar!
    In games and old stories, familiars always lent their masters awesome powers! He could get a mouse that gave a bonus to lock picking checks or a falcon that would let him see through its eyes. Maybe a cat that he could have pithy banter with. No matter what, it would be awesome. Most gamers would sell a kidney to get an item like what he had here!
    There were, he realized practical things to consider, though. The village generated a thousand mana per day. That clearly wasn’t enough.
    “Futen, can I combine my mana with the village mana to cast this spell?”
    “Yes, my Lord. At the time of casting, simply focus upon how you wish to allocate the mana expenditure. The spell will use it accordingly.”
    Okay, one problem solved. So if he combined the village and his personal capacity, it would give him the grand total of thirteen hundred to use. That didn’t take into account the mana upkeep for Confusing Mist , though. The spell required a hefty four hundred mana smackeroos each day or the mists would fade away.
    “Futen, what time is the upkeep for Confusing Mist paid?”
    “At midnight, my Lord.”
    “What happens if the village doesn’t have enough mana to pay the upkeep,” Richter asked.
    “The spell would dissipate at midnight, my Lord. It would have to be cast again at the full cost of 800 mana.”
    Hmmm, Richter thought. He needed 1200 mana to cast the spell. The village reserves