Perspective of three Journeymanlings when told their cushy, repetitive ritual Journeywork attracted the personal, intrigued attention of Teclis all the way in the White Tower of Hoeth, and mobilized an Ulthuani response.
Hildebrandt was laying on her back. Today was her rest day, something they'd implemented a while back after realizing that grinding rituals as fast as they could cast them was good for a month, but they had years worth of work ahead of them. Today Geoff was finishing up the grunt work of helping the spirit that was slowly boring through stone, while Adam was ranging ahead to try and wrangle a new spirit. The one he had been using prior and he had had a falling out at the end of his last ritual; trying to persuade it to do one more ended up with him in the river and most of their belongings soaked as the spirit left in a huff.
Hildebrandt smiled to herself. Making a familiar bond with Squirt had been one of the best decisions she had ever made. And the sun was warm, the wind was soft, and there were tree branches waving gently above her head. Slowly, slowly she drifted off into a nap.
Moments later, her revarie was rudely shattered.
"Geoff! Hildebrandt! Get up, we have a problem!"
Hildebrandt opened her eyes. Adam was shouting and running towards them and waving his arms above his head. Not an uncommon occurrence on the edge of what used to be Sylvania, but not a welcome one either. She groaned and rolled to her knees, reaching out with a lethargic soul to the green winds around them.
"What is it this time? Skeletons? Ghouls? Worse?"
"No! Yes! Worse! Teclis!"
Record scratch.
"Teclis? Legendary founder of the colleges, hasn't been seen in almost two centuries, that Teclis?"
"Yes!"
Adam finally reached her, panting, and lowered his voice from a shout. Geoff hurriedly tied off the last bits of the ritual and joined them.
"Ok, deep breath. What's this about the founder, and how is it our problem?"
"Teclis wrote to the colleges asking why we, and yes he did mean *us three in particular*, were slacking off."
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
"Nope, got the quoted section right here: yadda yadda yadda, 'and though I must extend my approbation and approval to those working to erect new waystones and expand the network for the first time in thousands of years, I have noted that the prior trajectory of the increase has flattened somewhat recently; please convey to me the reasons for which the pace of reconstruction has slowed, such that advice or assistance may be provided..."
"Wait. Hold up. Teclis is offering to help us? US?"
"Well no, he didn't say that. But reading between the lines, I'll be keeping an eye out for comically oversized hats cresting the horizon..."