Reima shrugs, "How about this? When you become an adequate level at Pyromancy I'll give you a sword along with an upgrade to your flame." he says, hoping it'll increase the rate in which she improves.

She grins and nods, "Easy, you should keep the sword warm for me until then."

The trio continue to train for a couple more hours until Ciri and Nerissa's stomachs growl...

Ciri "Lunch?"

Reima nods "Lunch... Or is it dinner?" he isn't too sure how long they've actually been in here. Maybe they should try and find the schools kitchens, it's supposedly behind a painting of a peach but he isn't too sure where it actually is... He gets an idea when they exit the room and attempts to call one of the house elves he had saved.

Reima "House elf?" he asks, unsure if anyone had actually heard his call....

Suddenly numerous pops are heard and the duo + Rabbit are surrounded by almost a hundred house elves, there's probably more but they couldn't fit in the crowded hallway with the rest...

They all chirp "Greetings master!", each of them with a happy or wors.h.i.+pping look on their face.

...

Reima "Er, nice to see you all alive and healthy... Er, could I speak with one of you? I'm sure you must be busy with helping manage the school. Some nod and salute him before popping away while others look rather reluctant to leave. They all seem to convene to elect a leader to represent them and the eldery looking house elf steps forwards.

"Master, I am Hinky. What do you need?" they ask in a more grammatically correct way than the other house elves had.

Reima nods, "I'd like to find the kitchen but am not aware of where they actually are..."

"Hinky knows!" they say before pulling his hand in the direction of the stairs. Ciri follows with Snuffles literally in-hand and they're led down many stairs, towards what seems like the bas.e.m.e.nt. A couple times Hinky pops away to avoid being spotted by other students but other than that the journey is smooth sailing. They find themselves in-front of a painting depicted a fruit bowel, a peach being shown prominantly above the rest. Reima steps forward and rubs it with Ciri looking at him weirdly as he does so, that is, until it swings open, revealing many House Elves running to and fro preparing one meal or another.

Hinky "Master, you know the secret to the painting! Master is great!" they chirp.

Reima "Thank you Hinky, could I trouble you to prepare us some food, three plates... Also, would it be possible to acquire a goblet of blood? Human blood."

The elf leans it's head to the side, "Student blood? Can do." Hinky says while grabbing a knife from the table.

Reima's eyes bulge as he hurriedly tries to get her to stop. "No, forget that, don't harm anyone!" this thankfully works to appease the Elf's "blood l.u.s.t" and they go off the prepare the trio a meal.

The trio sit down at a nearby table and wait for their food to be delivered.

Ciri "So, you told us who taught you Sorcery but never Pyromancy... Why's that?" she asks curious.

Reima shrugs, "I actually had multiple teachers, I ended up having to fight and torture my first one but he deserved it." he says thinking of Laurentius betrayal.

Ciri "And your second?"

Reima smiles to himself, "She was called the Chaos Witch due to her origins and the types of fire she used." he says forming small wisps of Dark Red fire on his fingertips. "Quelaag, daughter of the Witch of Izalith, the originator of Pyromancy and as it happens, Demon's themselves.

Ciri "Demons? Like through Goetia?" she asks confused.

Reima shakes his head, "Goetia is the act of summoning demons from a different realm, the Witch of Izalith created demons. Some were t.i.tanic beings who's only purpose was death and destruction while others seem to retain some sort of intelligence and try to rebuild their destroyed city."

Ciri "So, this Quelaag is strong then?" she asks.

He grins, "Way stronger than you currently are. It wouldn't even be a fight if you two faced one another."

She furrows her brows at this, "I believe I'd have a good shot... She can't teleport can she?" she says semi-c.o.c.kily.

Reima "She doesn't need to, you're currently limited to whatever you can swing a sword at. She's already perpetually on fire, combine that with a constant torrent of Chaos flames and you'd never get close."

She huffs, not disagreeing with his observations. "So, were you intimate with her?" she asks out of the blue.

Reima's mouth becomes dry at this, "Wha, why would you as that?"

Ciri grins, "It's just the way your talking about her, reminds me of how Geralt talked about Yeneffer... And Triss as it happens, huh."

Reima "Well, it isn't like that. I see her as a sister, a gorgeous sister with a nice set of personalities..." he says, his expression slowly relaxing as he continues talking. "Er, what was I talking about?" he asks scratching his chin sheepishly.

Ciri laughs and they continue to bicker until their food comes.