He gave them a bow, almost mocking with its overly extravagant and fluid motions, before speaking. "Much as I would love to chat, have something I want to try before the Queen summons me. I suspect I have maybe an hour before word reaches her, and she sends for me. If you will all excuse me?"<br/><br/>He headed to his work station, and grabbed a bag of holding, heading out to a nearby clearing he had selected before the mission had been assigned. He climbed the chosen try, and set up an canvas to receive the spell. If it worked like he hoped, it would capture the image on the canvas that was being viewed. It was fairly complex, requiring three words of power to use. One to selected the point of view and area of recording, one to start the recording, and one to end it. Other words could be before the starting word, applying a 'filter' to the end result, like making it monochrome. They wanted him to make art, so he would do so in his own way, making it on the battlefield. Hopefully this would work, he thought for the fiftieth time since setting it up, applying a 'filter' to capture the electricity crackling up his blade, and then doing a basic sword dance, moving across the clearing rather than in one spot as was normal, starting as he started, and ending when he got to the end of the clearing. He then went to collect the painting, mentally holding his breath.