There is no greater adversary to a magazine than the cinnamon bun.
Bram, my favorite baker in the entire town, has effectively weaponized frosting.
And I am currently engaged in a smear campaign.
The back issue of Arcane Monthly was no match for my frosting-coated fingers.
I grimaced, glancing around as each page announced its surrender with a loud rip.
Honestly, it’s Arcane Monthly’s fault.
They really should make their pages frosting-resistant.
I can’t help it if they fail to recognize that their readers enjoy a good pastry.
I picked up this issue because Archmage Archibald Renfield is on the cover.
They were doing a feature on him as “Arch Wizard of the Sapphire Conclave.”
Gag.
He created and patented the Renfield Rune Synchronization standard. He didn’t even revolutionize anything. He just created a reusable process.
I sighed.
I use it all the freaking time though.
The piece was like “Blah, blah, Arch Wizard is so great. Blah, unmatched genius. Blah, blah…”
Again… Gag.
I reached for my coffee, where my fingers immediately stuck to the mug.
“What is going on here? Why is this so messy today?”
Sighing, I flipped the page with my other hand.
“What the…”
My coffee stopped halfway to my face.
For the first time in my life, I was in love.
The broad shape. Thick, sturdy legs.
The color of chocolate, perfectly aged.
And a trunk I could use for…
It’s everything I ever wanted.
As a gnome who grew up in a tinker’s shop, you can’t imagine how easy it is to lust over a good workbench.
It’s almost exactly like Pops.
As much as I loved that workbench, I don’t love the placement. Archmage Archie’s workshop just does not have good flow.
But I’ve gotta hand it to the guy…
He did not skimp on bookshelves.
As a member of the Hunter’s Guild and the daughter of a professional tinker, I own a truly unreasonable number of tomes and guides. Field manuals. Rune matrices. Specifications. Schematics. And more. I could truly use the bookshelves.
Finally taking a sip of my coffee, I wondered how many bounties I would have to clear to get a place like that.
Unfortunately, it looks like the workshop is bigger than my apartment.
Oh well. A girl can dream, right?
#Goals
