Dream

Elder Toka had risen to his feet and it was a sign to the avians that the old man was not dying.

Their immediate concern being ameliorated, the avians had time now to pay attention to what Altaire had to say. The older alchemist had been waiting for the avians to settle down so when they did, he wasted no time.

"I pronounce my judgement," the alchemist spoke without preamble. The acoustics of the amphitheatre carried his voice with impressive resonance. "My investigations reveal no evidence of foul play in Syryn Nigh'hart's alchemy. His potions are outstanding and exceed the benchmark set for entry into the fold of kinetics." Altaire allowed the avians a few moments to absorb the shocking information. The kinetics were amongst the most elite of alchemists in the world. It was a standard that broadcasted their status as superior potion makers. Every kinetic was a master of mathematical alchemy. But Syryn had never been a member.