For each level of the spell, the process takes 2 in-game hours and costs 50 lin. Their cost represents material components you expended as you experimented with the spells to master them, as well as the very fine inks that you needed to record it in the grimoire effectively. Once you have spent this time and money, you can prepare the spells for casting just like your other spells. Other ways to find spells were on scrolls. A wizard spell on a spell scroll can be copied down into the grimoires just as spells in spellbooks can be copied. When you copy a spell from a spell scroll, you must succeed on an Arcana check with a DC equal to 10 + the spell's level. The spells one could cast ranged from 1st class magic all the way to 10th class magic. If the check succeeded, the spell is successfully copied. Whether the check to copy it succeeded or failed, the spell scroll was destroyed. That meant we would only have one shot. It went without saying that I would be the one to copy the scrolls. I made sure to spec into magic and increasing my Arcana skills. That came from entering the dreams of humans.
I was able to bankroll everything. I just had to give the shopkeeper the money for everything we wanted. She smiled and handed me the supplies. I had not spent any of the money that was given to me this whole time. Everyone started out with 1000 lin. Lin was the currency of the big server with the main game. I bought the game in the first week of FOG's launch. That gave me a bonus 1500 lin. I had 2500 lin from the very start of the game. I also was making money from my job. So were all of the other incubi and succubus in my party. Over the next month, we were able to copy 20 1st class and 12 2nd class spells down. Alex was far from a master. He probably just came from a very rich family lineage. Still, he had a single 3rd class spell in there. That was the extent of his progress in the wizard class. I could have done it faster, but others were not on my level. I had to help them out when they struggled. It also made them much more keen to enter dreams like I did before fucking our victims. We still did that every week. Life was really good for us. We kept up with all our work and friendships.
We saw that there was a young man walking around. We had seen him walking out the occult shop. I would have just let him pass us, but all the squad members pulled me aside. "That human has lots of mana. We should feed on him." Zaranarax said. The others also wanted to follow him. I groaned and went to follow him with the rest of them. He got on the subway and we go on with him. It was pretty obvious from the way that he kept looking at us that he noticed our presences. I just held my head in my hands. I was sure that this plan was going to fail. We were probably going to be caught by the end of the night. I was hopeful that the 6 of us together could overcome whatever he had when this all went south. We followed him all the way to his home. He lived alone in an apartment. Because we entered people's dreams and such, we had no choice but to wait until he went to bed. We were all in the Ethereal Plane to avoid his detection. It was every since he got off of the train. He was reading the book he had got from the shop. Things took a turn from there. He then pulled out a pitcher of blood.
