The transmutation engine can mislead its operator. Arms move in perfect concert, elemental proxies trace paths that never vary, instructions are executed without deviation. There's a sense that, with alchemy, perfection is possible.

But sometimes it isn't--be that by personal limitations or the scope of the transmutation itself. Twenty-eight hexes, a goal so tempting, so many days of fruitless search. But at some point, your House does expect a machine. The clock is ticking. Do you continue the chase?

- Alchemist Kazyan, /u/StillNotABrick
