"Is everything in order, Lady Crucis?"
Tycondrius let out a deep sigh, plastering a fake smile on his face for the Archbishop.
Natalya Crucis nodded, tapping the bottom of her white staff against the ground, "Yes. The Measuring Device marks your 'daughter' as having a Divine Class capable of casting First-Circle spells. The Church will train her."
Tycon nodded solemnly, observing the Archbishop's Measuring Device. It was straight and somewhat compact, carved with sharp, perfectly inscribed runes. At its tip was a brilliant blue mana-stone, cut for sharp edges.
Spellcaster equipment in the Holy Country was quite different from those in the Kingdom. A Kingdom staff might be gnarled wood with a rough-cut crystal set into it-- the wood grown over to hold it in place. A Holy Country staff was much the opposite, worked with human hands to harness the powers of the elements and whatnot.
Natalya - “Weren’t you going to ask where the singing came from?”
Tycon - “I was not.”