Lhurriel smiled in understanding, crossing her legs as she recalled the first time she'd gotten a magicycle. The feeling had been a revelation - everything about magicycles and their special crystals entranced her, fascinated her like nothing else except the power of the elements, and her own water and ice magic in particular. The tiny flourishes and touches that could make a magicycle run like a dream, as opposed to the sputtering messes that the lesser manufacturers came out with. The delicacy of the crystal cutting, where one mistake could completely ruin the crystal for magicycle use.<br/><br/>She'd been so fascinated, in fact, that once her busy schedule as a budding journeyman had finished at the age of fifteen, she'd dropped by the manufacturing factory where the 'cycles were primarily produced, and watched with wide eyes as professional crystal-mages (those who specialized in mining and purifying the crystals so essential to magicycles) shaped and poured their magic through crystals. After several visits, she became a regular to the place, and some of the older mages began teaching her the special craft, slowly spoon-feeding her techniques and skills that had taken them years to learn and master. A quick study, Lhurriel realized that she had a gift for magic involving crystals, and swiftly rearranged her schedule to spend more time in the factory, to her teacher's delight.<br/><br/>That was actually where she and Corsair had first met, three years later. He'd come into the city for his usual tour of the factory, and had seen the girl in rich mage-robes working determinedly at a piece of stubborn crystal that refused to cut right. In her anger, she'd sent a bolt of pure water magic through the clear crystal. Not only had the crystal suddenly shaped itself to her wishes, but the color had dissolved into a translucent, deep sapphire, the crystal purified and energized, it's potential multiplying beyond its original magic value.<br/><br/>Corsair had rushed over, snatched the flawless mineral from the mage's hands, and exclaimed in pleasant surprise. They'd had dinner, developped a good working business relationship, and events had unfolded from there.<br/><br/>"I'd be happy to show you the workshop, Sir Rohwik," Lhurriel said with a pleased smile, a light blush rushing into her cheeks as she turned to William and said the same thing. She knew that anyone with more than a passing interest in magicycles would find the workshop fascinating... the manufacturing and production of the 'cycles were more involved than most would think at first glance.<br/><br/>The young mage stood up as soon as Kaeden motioned for everyone to pack up to leave, munching on a last mouthful of nuts she'd brought along for a quick snack. Brushing off her clothes and boots, she followed Kaeden to the magicycle, climbing in behind him and locking her hands around his waist again. She turned on her magic-scanners, shielded her own magic down, then nodded when she was ready to go.