Failure... Failure... Semi Success... oh, pardon, "Failure"... Hrm.

Failiures are always an option in this craft, as the dragoness sat with countless vials of ink and stacks of giant plant leaves in a pile. She was sitting here based on a request made recently. To recap: In past days a council of dragons was called to discuss Rorix consuming young hatchlings... not so much because he wanted to, but because he was mortified of ending a life. In the end, it had been decided after hours of discussion at first as to solutions, then presenting them to the ancient.

It had been decided by him that perhaps using magic to gift an unintelligent creature (the sort often used for food anyways by both naka duskael and dragon) may be the better solution, than to transmute or conjure food. And so it was, that Rorix had left the great grey elder dragoness two dimensional pouches, containing a small sea of water each. One pouch also contained a large fish, and the other an octopus.

She had the pattern exactly in her mind, and sat down at her scholar's desk to perform mock test runs on large plant leaves before the actual living things. After all, if you think of it like carving a statue, it is better to know what you are carving first before you jump in and utterly ruin a priceless stone block.

And so we return the the scene we began with: Attempting to place the pattern on a test leaf using ink, and every time at some point, the ink burns up, occasionally turning a leaf to ashes with it.

In most cases your standard papyrus ink suffices for the practice. On occasion however, your work tends to have a bit of kick to it, which at some point in writing tends to cause the normal ink to burn up and vanish. It was these ones where you upgraded your ink quality to so called 'magic ink', not as the ink itself is magical, but because the ingredients allow it a resistance to burning up. In a sense, it is stronger ink against magic forces.

A problem faced now sadly, was that the spell being inscribed was potent and volatile. She had gone through her entire case of inks, magic and non. And only the strongest magic ink came close. She then knew, she would have to make some much stronger ink. And at this thought she shuddered, because it meant that many of the resources might be all but rarities worth gold, or possibly even mithril coins.

With a sigh she cleaned up her work area and began looking around shelves in the room with vials of stuff normally used for making ink, trying to consider a formula.

And she would sit and study potential formulae and books of listed ingredients for days to come.

((Will continue writing soon ))