Draiss rolled his eyes, before handing the cushion back to the Anubis with a bland expression. "Yes, I do understand, but there is a trick to it. It requires originality. Or at very least novelty. Like so."<br/><br/>He held up a rather basic looking spellbook, and opened it to show an inscription. "Property of Kefka. If found, I will..."<br/><br/>The inscription quickly became illegible, but it was clear that not only was the person completely out of their mind, they were also fairly vicious, offering to tear the person's arms off, replace them with multi layered knives, and then cause random parts of their bodies to itch in an impossible to ignore, maddening ways, among other things. He then wrapped it up in a simple packaging, and had it appear before one of the servants with a simple request to give it to a certain, rather pompous magic god of rank 2. He then sat back, and watched the fun.