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CYCLE 120Current time: Apr 04 2025, 02:41 PM


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MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
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Faelan was so caught up in thinking about Imperia, the caracal that had competed in the Magicka Contest with Fire magicka, that he didn't notice Septiezal's attempt at an escape. As usual, the cub was letting his thoughts get away from him as he pondered on why one would want to set themselves on fire. It wasn't until his new acquaintance hissed, and then slithered toward him, that the golden eyed youngster even focused on him.
Faelan watched with wide, innocent eyes as Septiezal turned the tables and asked him questions. He got a very distinct feeling that the first question didn't really require a response, but he still didn't fully comprehend why it hurt. Also, he didn't know how to explain what kind of question his previous one had been. He was so young, and so naive, that he took things very literally. So, it took the Gemling a few minutes to work out what to say, and then another couple to slow his suddenly pounding heart. Septiezal's change in attitude had made him nervous, but it had also made him eager to please.

"Well, it was the kind of question that one asks when they don't know something." Although the statement seemed very obvious, and it could be taken as an insult, Faelan meant nothing of the sort. He supposed there was a difference between his question, and Septiezal's first question. Some needed answers, and some had answers that were so obvious they need not be said. Proud of himself for figuring that out, the lion cub grinned as he continued to explain himself.

"Until you, I had no idea what fire was capable of. Now, I can see that of course it would hurt. " Faelan paused, a question on the tip of his tongue. He battled with himself to not ask it, so as not to aggravate the snake even more, but ultimately, he didn't have enough self-control. "Do you know if all magic hurts, or is it just the heat of the fire?"

All of a sudden, the young Gembound was unsure if he had actually used magic before. Perhaps he just thought he had, but he had just focused on Ser's voice the whole time...

@Septiezal

 



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