Thunder in Kendolyn

It is a warm evening in Kendolyn. Under the labratory the city streets are alive with everyone from high priests to the poor and begging. Edwin leans back against the cool pillar in the middle of the room, watching over the mess of magic pipelines and crystals on his table. He had worked for days on this mechanism, sometimes even ditching sleep in favour of his work. It was finally finished. Now the only thing he needed was one of the lightning strikes to hit his antenna.

See that was the biggest problem of any scientist in Kendolyn. Those who wanted to do more interesting experiments that needed an actual lightning stike to power them instead of the pipline network the entire city drew power from had to wait until they got lucky. Of course one could raise their antenna just a bit higher than the rest of the City, but that didn't always help. Additionally anyone who went too high got an angry visit from the Jaenites about not touching their damn holy stuff.

Suddenly there was a sound like thunder, just as Edwin was about to decide to go to bed. Lighting had hit the correct antenna and the beautiful mechanism in fron of him sprung to life. He couldn't be more excited about it ...