Sulannus sits in the upstairs room, her bow across her lap with an arrow sitting atop it in its nock, but her posture is otherwise relaxed. Her jade eyes are open, her head slightly canted to one side, but she's not focusing on anything in the room though her eyes still quiver slightly, as if following images only she can see.
In the reverie, her memories are like stones floating in a vast void filled with twisting whirlwinds that extend infinitely up and down. Sulannus leaps from stone to stone, linking these events, reliving them from a more distant, more dispassionate perspective. The high emotion is gone, since she knows how it ends now. Now she merely watches herself playing out her part, with time to think things over in far more detail and depth.
The enemy is strong, but prefers to work through conjured minions. Is there a weakness there? A flaw?
The next stone takes her startlingly backwards in time, to her brother when he was half-jokingly trying to teach her the basics of magic.
Ah, he had said, tapping a page in his grimoire.
Here's a spell no wizard should be without. The Silver Ward, as I call it. There are two versions, a lesser and greater, but even an apprentice fresh from tutoring can cast the lesser.
What does it do? she'd asked excitedly, earning a fond, condescending look.
It is a potent protection. It can block, if not break, mental influences, provide some measure of physical protection from attacks that come from beings of evil aspect, and...
And.
For an instant, Sulannus' heart slowed, then sped up in a great burst of excitement. Her eyes focused again on the room and she dug into her knapsack, dragging out her bedraggled, dogeared book of "practice spells" that her brother had given her. She hadn't had time to use it much lately, but if...yes! The Silver Ward was there...if still well beyond her abilities. She had to study. To practice. To learn. Because if her brother was right, the Silver Ward would be exactly what they needed to get the edge on this conjurer. And he wouldn't have any reason to suspect it until it was too late...
Reluctantly, Sulannus turned the pages back to the beginning, seeing them clearly even in only the dim light that peeked under the door. As tempting as it was to try to cast the Ward immediately, she knew she was woefully out of practice. Start at the beginning, or risk disaster. They couldn't afford another disaster now.
With a look of stern concentration, she lifted a hand and began to practice the mudras in the book, even as she recited under her breath the names of the High Arcane characters.
(basically, 4 hours reverie, and the rest of the night doing Flavor Activities so she can pick up a wizard level when we level
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Until then, since I didn't mention it well enough ahead of time, I'll let Sul get the new Hit Dice, saving throws, etc, but not the spells or familiar yet (nor skills that nobody in the group can teach, though Nhalia might have some of the ones Sul wants). Actually, the Wizard's spellbook is massively expensive if you don't get it for free (there's no way a first-level character could afford it), so I should have noticed that Sul had placed it on her inventory list 
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