Master Of None

"Oh, you are back. I will go get Grandma!" The little elf girl rushed from the front stool toward the back of the shop. 

"They are here already? That's why those little monsters abandoned me back here." Bree sounded like the spirits had just left her with all the work without any reasoning.

Bree came out for the back of the shop with a few small crystal slivers on her clothing. "You're just in time. I have already finished up a few things today and was just about to clean up." Bree brushed off her clothes and made a few glares at the spirits which had left her high and dry. 

"Miss Bree, this is Remey and Gil. You have already met the rest of us." Su made the introductions and the spirits proceed to spin around checking out Remey and Gil. The little mana waves were only understood by Walker and Bree. 

"Gil, the wind spirit wants to look at your bow. It feels like it's fun. Remey, that water spirit and the fire spirit say they can feel the mana from potions on you. My bet is because you use both the most while making one." Walker translated a few things making the spirits more excited and the two to be surprised. 

"You like my bow? We managed to get it from an elite archer skeleton in the ancient ruins. It is my partner and I would trust it with my life." Gil held the bow sideways so that the spirit could get a proper look. 

The wind elemental spirit rushed around poking the bow here and there causing small bits of wind to flutter everyone's hair. "Well, that is interesting. It's like there is some form of spirit already in your bow." Bree shocked them all with these words. Gil had held this bow since the ancient ruins and had not noticed anything of the kind.

"Come out friend. Don't hide. You can play. Let's play." The wind spirit sounded frustrated to Walker. 

"Bree, do you know why there might be a wind spirit within the bow?" Walker was the first to ask the question they were all wondering.

"That's a tough one. There are some magical staffs that spirits will fuse themselves with naturally. Sometimes a grand spirit will do this because they want to protect something or partner with a guardian of a certain area." 

Su and the others could easily understand this. "That sounds like a spirit p[rotecting a forest or guarding a sacred place. It is very logical." Su had no problem underetsanding this. "But why might one fuse with a bow?" 

"That is the other option I know of. Spirit crafting. It is a system that we as elves do not allow in the kingdom due to the cruelty towards the spirits. None have gained the system here in many years and we prefer it that way since those who do are exiled. The spirits are the core of our beliefs and we can not tolerate them being harmed or abused in any way." 

The wind spirit was still trying to coax out the other spirit that it said was within Gil's bow. Play! You can come out and play!" the shouts and mana were getting more powerful as the bow didn't react. 

"I feel like I don't want to know what the spirit crafting systems would involve. But if it gives me insight to this bowie maybe it will be worth learning." Gil prepared himself to hear some of the worst.

"A spirit craftsman would have the skills to forge weapons or create armors using regular materials. But they would also be able to fuse spirits in to them making them gain unique abilities and strengths. Let me guess, that bow has some wind based attack or boost, right?" 

Gil looked at Bree and replied with honesty, "Yes, it lets me use mana to make a wind arrow that can pierce through and cause wind damage to a target." 

"That is the result from the spirit fusing with the materials within the bow. It was most likely forced to do so and became trapped. The spirit will not be able to keep growing naturally and require mana from the user of the weapon. This is unfair to the spirit and breaks the natural cycle. That is why we elves do not support it, but if this weapon is already made there is no going back. The only hope is that one day you can provide enough mana so the spirit can show itself." 

"So it is up to me to become stronger and give this spirit a chance at a little freedom...I understand." Gil clenched the bow in his hands and let his mana flow in to it while swearing he will do just that. 

The wind in the room kicked up making the wind spirit rush around more. It could feel that the spirit within the bow was stirring finally. However, just as the phenomenon appeared it faded away leaving the wind spirit sad again. "Why won't you play?"

"Gill will help make it stronger so it can play one day. Just give it some time." Walker tried to comfort the wind spirit but was shrugged off as it rested itself on the bow. 

"Just wait it out. Spirits don't like to feel trapped especially wind spirits. It will come around, just let it be and bond with the bow for a while." Bree didn't seem very concerned about all this. Walker was just thankful that none of them were users of a spirit crafting system.

The party had lost some of their fire learning these things about Gil's bow. They had been so impressed by it and the skills it6 gave him, but now they were slightly afraid of him using it. "Stop with the sad faces, using the skill shouldn't hurt the spirit so you can rest easy. 

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