Horven nods, listening to the explanation. "I haven't a head for magic, myself. Only thing I know is that it works."
"Well, that's how it works, mostly," Carmina says. "You just need to be sure enough that it'll work that it actually works. For me at least, might be different if you're doing your magic from a book or getting it from a god," she adds with a shrug.
"Well, prayers are- well... ah," Carridan tries to contribute to the conversation, but his words trail off into a stammered mumble. His face scrunches up then as he tries to find a way to articulate his thoughts but, in the end, his shoulders sag in defeat. Shaking his head, he conceeds, "Belief in the magic itself or belief in a god behind it, is there much of a difference?"
"I think so. When you pray, you're making a personal connection with a cosmic being," Horven muses. "That seems leagues apart from studying magic from a book."
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Gared noticed the conversation had shifted away from his attempts to arm and educate the group to his school of tactical thinking, and dejectedly, began to pack up the items.
"I can be takin' watch through the night if ye like. Got enough magic to have another with me, o' two of ye if I be usin' me stone."
Horven smiles at Gared. "I'll keep watch with you. Just hold onto those things and, if I use up what you gave me, I'll take them."
Seeing how it means so much to Gared, though he himself doesn't quite understand why, Carridan yields to the dwarf's instruction and takes a spear. He raises it off the floor and offers it an appraising look before shifting his glance to Gared. "In case my prayers are exhausted, I'll try to keep my distance."
With the spear in hand, he situates himself for sleep and lays the spear down beside his weathered walking stick.
AC: 19 (12 T / 17 FF)
Wild Shape used: 0/1
Storm Burst used: 0/7
CLW charges used: 6/50
Orisons (4): create water, detect poison, know direction, purify food and drink
Level 1 (3+1+1*): faerie fire, magic stone, obscuring mist*, produce flame, thunderstomp
Level 2 (2+1+1*): bull's strength, fog cloud*, lesser restoration, spider climb
Level 3 (1+1+1*): air geyser, call lightning*, water breathing
Gared smiled and nodded at the gestures from his companions, feeling somewhat relieved.
"Thank ye. It might be silly, but I'll be feelin better about whate'er we might be runnin' into down there fer ye havin' these things and havin' talked through th'er use."
The dwarf clasped his holy symbol and intoned a prayer to Erastil over himself with Horven, and began setting up for his vigil.