And that would be, again, subject to the Council's approval. When they started, Jayce had just been expelled from the academy for tampering with magical items, and was almost exiled from the city- that was how taboo it used to be. To distribute the means of producing them to the masses without approval would be fully illegal.

Perhaps they should have just broken the law to begin with and done it on their own, but they needed funding, and around and around the circle goes.

Anyway, Rolan brings them back to the present moment, and as Viktor exhales it's like all of the life goes out of him.

"Ah. Well. About that..." He mutters awkwardly. How to put this...

"It is a long story, but I recently made Jayce promise to destroy the Hexcore. For this and some other reasons, it has become too... Fraught." What are those other reasons, Viktor? Hmmmm! Best not to elaborate on that part right now. "It is... Dangerous in ways I did not anticipate."

"Besides, I will be dead soon. It is time to give up on my legacy." He sounds... Just so thrilled about that. So thrilled.