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eachdraidh2014-04-24 08:52 pm
erythristic) wrote in eachdraidh2014-04-24 08:52 pm
1 ✦ voice ✦ unseelie
[it isn't that she doesn't trust those Seelie folk. it's only that she doesn't see the point in associating with them for the time being. time will come to meet them, and she has little down it will be with them on the opposite end of her scythe.
in any case, she believes if people can ask after their friends and loved ones, after transport and expeditions, one more question cannot go amiss. she clears her throat, and the voice that comes out is calm yet stressing words in a somewhat theatrical manner.]
The beauty and fierceness that inhabits this land...oh, the words of the poets struggle to match up to what can be seen, to what exists in every breath. Let one be silent in that instance, and all the better for it to merely experience it all. Bringing such an obvious thing to notice is not my purpose in addressing this device and by extension all of you, however.
Since arriving here, much has intrigued me, from the hows and whys behind our new circumstances to our recent encounters with the worms to the overwhelming presence of magic in this world. The latter, really, has been most attractive to me, especially with the newly opened possibility of being able to wield it myself.
Yet I am not so prideful as to think I can achieve such a thing on my own. To that end, I am wondering if someone out there has the time and inclination to take on a pupil in learning the arts of magic. I can promise you I am a faithful and punctual student, and I would be sincerely in your debt.
in any case, she believes if people can ask after their friends and loved ones, after transport and expeditions, one more question cannot go amiss. she clears her throat, and the voice that comes out is calm yet stressing words in a somewhat theatrical manner.]
The beauty and fierceness that inhabits this land...oh, the words of the poets struggle to match up to what can be seen, to what exists in every breath. Let one be silent in that instance, and all the better for it to merely experience it all. Bringing such an obvious thing to notice is not my purpose in addressing this device and by extension all of you, however.
Since arriving here, much has intrigued me, from the hows and whys behind our new circumstances to our recent encounters with the worms to the overwhelming presence of magic in this world. The latter, really, has been most attractive to me, especially with the newly opened possibility of being able to wield it myself.
Yet I am not so prideful as to think I can achieve such a thing on my own. To that end, I am wondering if someone out there has the time and inclination to take on a pupil in learning the arts of magic. I can promise you I am a faithful and punctual student, and I would be sincerely in your debt.
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[He takes a few steps back now, looks from one to the other, and nods. Yes. They shall do nicely.]
In my land, magic comes in many forms. Those without talent rely on magical objects devised by other sorcerers. Others may learn spells. There are many spells woven into magic, some that need only a simple word to utter them. But to use this magic, one must have not only the capacity to draw upon, but endurance as well. And so, I give you these to begin with.
[Form inside his cape, in some place unseen, he produces two simple lanterns. Each one carries the flicker of light in them. They are, by all rights, wholly unremarkable. With one in each hand, he holds them out for each woman.]
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the lanterns look harmless, but she very much doubts it'll be so. (where did he even get them? a pack?) still, to refuse them is the incorrect answer, and so after taking only half a second to come to this conclusion, she takes the one offered out to her.]
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If nothing else, they're decent lanterns. ]