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"Well done!  I knew you could do it!" says
a very familiar voice.  "You look surprised
Hlodyn.  You might know me as Lord or King
Fenris, but I was actually known as William
Osiris VII before that; the greatest alchemist
in the land."
 
Hlodyn reflects deeply on the conspiracy
as well as the newly revealed information.
 
"Jormungandr, better known as Tycho Brahe, 
was given orders by me for your rigorous 
secret training.  You are now a supreme
alchemist, and I have special work for you."
 
"All is and has been well.  Let's go home."

Hlodyn returns to Vingtor and is greeted
with open arms.  Osiris has appointed her
the highest status an alchemist can have
in the land.
 
Thanks to this promotion, she has her own
palace, her own servants, and enough wealth
and power to have anything she could dream of.
 
Because of her work, she choses a life of
celibacy, and Hlodyn Daeg truly is happy.  
Her life is as ideal as she could ever dream,
all because of alchemy.
 
 
 

However, the years of practicing the art 
slowly takes a toll on her body.  There
are days where she becomes bed ridden and 
cannot function physically.
 
Hlodyn uses her abilities to scour the 
elements for a cure, but each new cure only
works for a short time.  Increased tolerance
calls for more of the cure, until there are
eventually new side effects.
 
It has become a way of life for her to succumb
and recuperate for weeks at a time.  She knows
she will only get worse.
 
Alchemists, after all, never live long...

