He chuckles and adds "for a start I'm having to update my dating requirements to include "not susceptible or highly resistant to mind control""
"Well, that's a low bar to clear around here," she said, smiling. "You'd be surprised how many people are resistant or immune to mind control."
After getting the feel for the weight of the card, Tybalt faces the balloon and goes for one more throw.
1d20But when he hears Andromeda speak up over how he had been acting with Dave, he's actually so surprised that he loses his foot and tosses the card. But the mix of hardening and homing magics have it curve back around and brush over the cat's head, severing a lock of his hair. If he'd fallen any slower, he might've lost his eyes. He's quickly back up, teleporting into an upright position. "No, I, uh, we're just friends. I wasn't I uh... Ya. Friends." He immediately tries to start playing it off like it wasn't anything, but he isn't so great at doing so, as he's literally reviewing everything he's done since he entered the room with his lace, trying to find where he went too far. As far as he's concerned, it was exclusively him being awkward.
The card embeds itself in the side of a tool box some time after being thrown, but Tybalt is again oblivious to his... probably 4th or 5th brush with death or fatal injury.
"Uh, you okay there? I think your aim is getting worse....maybe we should pick a game that doesn't include a risk of accidental great bodily harm?"
After what seemed like forever walking through the stacks in the fey section, Sadie started to shiver. She was from a warm climate and never quite got used to the cold. She could see her breath in the air in front of her. "I think we're on the right track," she said through chattering teeth.adon doesn't even really seem to take note, as static gathers around his hands and feet, and across his back. Whatever this is, it really doesn't seem to like the cold, either. Regardless, adon searches the walls like nothing's wrong, seemingly oblivious to the static.Sadie notices the static and frowns, but Adon doesn't seem to be in pain at the moment so she doesn't say anything. Reluctantly, she head deeper into the cold, searching for any book titles that sound promising.
"Hey, this one looks like it might be helpful. It's like a bestiary of sorts, but for creatures from beyond reality. Not really flattering towards them though. And the pictures are disturbing," she called out, as she examined a book.
"... Given what I know of them, thst sounds about right. Whst's it say? Or should I read it? Uhm. Is there a right answer?"
adon's static grows thicker the longer they're in the section. It's starting to become faintly audible.
"Ah true, but it's still yet another standard to hold the potential future Mrs De'Foul.. Or maybe not Mrs, there's no need to limit my options further" he snorts but grows more serious at tybalt's fumble "yeah man, I know there's lots of healing available here, but I still don't want you or anyone else hurt"
The catfolk sighs as he waves the balloon and remaining cards away, flicking the scar in the tool box with a quickened mending that buffs the hole out.
"They were just playing cards until that one. And I didn't expect it to go exactly like that..."
Poor cat just can't get a break.
"If your mom can copy this thing Johnny gave me, then you could really pick anyone if they get one, Dave. Since it stops compulsions. I don't really know how easy it will be though. All of Johnny ' tech stuff was really weird and kinda squishy. I'd never been to a planet or on a ship with stuff like that before."
"Yeah, it seems like it," she said, looking away and then abruptly changing the subject. "So, you enrolled in any classes yet? I'm guessing you're studying nature magic? My friend Tami is in that class. She's an elf."
Sensing her possible unease, Sil follows the change "I have. Nature Magic, Botany, Care of Magical Creatures, Advanced PE. The headmaster said I could leave a few classes open, as he wasn't sure if there were teachers yet for the other things I was interested in. I believe I met Tami shortly after my wings sprouted."
Djalos keeps completely silent as they explore the library. Literally. If Adon and Sadie didn't already know that he was there, he would be almost invisible. It seems that stealth is his natural state.
When Sadie encounters the book, Djalos pipes up. "May I have a look at that? I have developed a technique for print books that allow me to read them rapidly." He furrows his brow. "It requires a great deal of concentration, so, while I'm reading it, I will be completely blind."
"Oh, I think I could manage that," Ginni said with a bemused smile. "Huh. I think that when Phaezeriel put my psyche back together he left out some pieces...no," she said tilting her head and frowning, "not left out. They're still there, just...smoothed out a little. Like a sort of buffer around the really abusive stuff. Umm....so, you still don't know. I was murdered a few days ago," she continued, looking uncomfortable to be talking about it. "The murderer had a lot of psychic abilities and realized that my unbreakable permanent connection thing would give away his identity, so he shattered my psyche. It took Phaezeriel several days of psychic surgery to put me back together. And then of course the connection to Repp, that's who killed me, and a lot of other girls before me to be honest, triggered the whole demonic transformation. Because of being exposed to so much evil. Getting through that with my soul intact took a lot of help. Anyhow, Repp has been dealt with, so that's something. And I am very, very glad not to have him in my head anymore," she added with a shudder.
Ace chuckles at Arthur's recap of his week. "Welp, that's certainly much crazier than mine. I spent most of my week searching for Ginni's then mysterious murderer. When I wasn't doing that, I was watching over her. What little downtime I had was spent preparing a special surprise for a good friend"
Hearing Ginni talk of her murder, the shattering of her mind, and the subsequent need for Phae to piece it back together, Ace puts his arm around her, giving her a half hug. "I too am glad we finally got rid of him. Though, its since occurred to me that we have no idea *why* he went around murdering innocent girls, and in such an incredibly grisly manner. I wonder if Krays can get answers out of him, despite being trapped in his soulstaff?"
Mel sat a little sad. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. looking to Ace, You to, I really am sorry I couldn't help.
The young make flashes Mel a warm smile "Its OK Melody, from the sounds of it, it seems like you were busy saving all of us. As well as the rest of existence."
He laughs a bit then "Which is good, I'm rather fond of living, and my girlfriend being alive, and my friends too"
"Well, if you read the first chapter of History of Agartha, it does say that we're all descended from a bunch of dissidents and refugees from the early Empire...and you have to admit it's probably not a coincidence that so many natural telepaths ended up on the enemy list, you know? So not really an evolution thing so much as a we're what got weeded out kind of thing."
He frowns.
"Telepaths can be easier to manipulate than non psychics, but I get your point.Anyway, I'll get used to it, like I'm getting used to everything else."
He stands up and walks away a bit, seeming to want some space.
After what seemed like forever walking through the stacks in the fey section, Sadie started to shiver. She was from a warm climate and never quite got used to the cold. She could see her breath in the air in front of her. "I think we're on the right track," she said through chattering teeth.adon doesn't even really seem to take note, as static gathers around his hands and feet, and across his back. Whatever this is, it really doesn't seem to like the cold, either. Regardless, adon searches the walls like nothing's wrong, seemingly oblivious to the static.Sadie notices the static and frowns, but Adon doesn't seem to be in pain at the moment so she doesn't say anything. Reluctantly, she head deeper into the cold, searching for any book titles that sound promising.
"Hey, this one looks like it might be helpful. It's like a bestiary of sorts, but for creatures from beyond reality. Not really flattering towards them though. And the pictures are disturbing," she called out, as she examined a book."... Given what I know of them, thst sounds about right. Whst's it say? Or should I read it? Uhm. Is there a right answer?"
adon's static grows thicker the longer they're in the section. It's starting to become faintly audible.
"Umm....maybe we should take it elsewhere to study?"
Djalos keeps completely silent as they explore the library. Literally. If Adon and Sadie didn't already know that he was there, he would be almost invisible. It seems that stealth is his natural state.
When Sadie encounters the book, Djalos pipes up. "May I have a look at that? I have developed a technique for print books that allow me to read them rapidly." He furrows his brow. "It requires a great deal of concentration, so, while I'm reading it, I will be completely blind."
"Yes, sure, that would be very helpful. We'll keep an eye out. Adon, you stand guard over Djalos. Over there. In the slightly less cold section. I'll see if I can find anything else helpful on the shelves."
The catfolk sighs as he waves the balloon and remaining cards away, flicking the scar in the tool box with a quickened mending that buffs the hole out.
"They were just playing cards until that one. And I didn't expect it to go exactly like that..."
Poor cat just can't get a break.
"If your mom can copy this thing Johnny gave me, then you could really pick anyone if they get one, Dave. Since it stops compulsions. I don't really know how easy it will be though. All of Johnny ' tech stuff was really weird and kinda squishy. I'd never been to a planet or on a ship with stuff like that before."
Andromeda shrugged. "I'm pretty sure that my mom can copy any technology she gets her hands on. But some she won't because ethical reasons. Still, if it isn't AI, she would probably be able to do it, or some modified version of it. She's a little cautious with the bio robotics since her first attempt at nanites made Uncle Ryo functionally immortal."
"I'm confused as to why "functionally immortal" is a bad thing, so I assume there's a story behind that one"
"Yeah, it seems like it," she said, looking away and then abruptly changing the subject. "So, you enrolled in any classes yet? I'm guessing you're studying nature magic? My friend Tami is in that class. She's an elf."Sensing her possible unease, Sil follows the change "I have. Nature Magic, Botany, Care of Magical Creatures, Advanced PE. The headmaster said I could leave a few classes open, as he wasn't sure if there were teachers yet for the other things I was interested in. I believe I met Tami shortly after my wings sprouted."
Morrivan nodded. "Yeah, Tami's pretty cool. I figured if anyone would understand about the wings it would be her. She used to act as ambassador between the fey and her mother, so she knows a lot about that stuff."
"I'm confused as to why "functionally immortal" is a bad thing, so I assume there's a story behind that one"
"Well, there's the slight problem that she didn't know ahead of time that it would do that, so he didn't actually get a choice in the matter. They were just supposed to help integrate the artificial arm she made for him. But she was a leeetle too unspecific in her coding so...functionally immortal."
"Oh, I think I could manage that," Ginni said with a bemused smile. "Huh. I think that when Phaezeriel put my psyche back together he left out some pieces...no," she said tilting her head and frowning, "not left out. They're still there, just...smoothed out a little. Like a sort of buffer around the really abusive stuff. Umm....so, you still don't know. I was murdered a few days ago," she continued, looking uncomfortable to be talking about it. "The murderer had a lot of psychic abilities and realized that my unbreakable permanent connection thing would give away his identity, so he shattered my psyche. It took Phaezeriel several days of psychic surgery to put me back together. And then of course the connection to Repp, that's who killed me, and a lot of other girls before me to be honest, triggered the whole demonic transformation. Because of being exposed to so much evil. Getting through that with my soul intact took a lot of help. Anyhow, Repp has been dealt with, so that's something. And I am very, very glad not to have him in my head anymore," she added with a shudder.Ace chuckles at Arthur's recap of his week. "Welp, that's certainly much crazier than mine. I spent most of my week searching for Ginni's then mysterious murderer. When I wasn't doing that, I was watching over her. What little downtime I had was spent preparing a special surprise for a good friend"
Hearing Ginni talk of her murder, the shattering of her mind, and the subsequent need for Phae to piece it back together, Ace puts his arm around her, giving her a half hug. "I too am glad we finally got rid of him. Though, its since occurred to me that we have no idea *why* he went around murdering innocent girls, and in such an incredibly grisly manner. I wonder if Krays can get answers out of him, despite being trapped in his soulstaff?"
Ginni shuddered. "Don't ask the questions. The answers are not satisfying, I promise. I mean, really, does it matter why he was psychotic? Something in his mind, and in his soul, was broken past all repair. He had no sense of right and wrong, only of personal frustration and satisfaction. And that's a lot more than I ever want to think about what his mind was like, ever again," she said firmly.
David laughs in a sort of sudden and unexpected guffaw at her answer "I have no idea how programming a prosthetic can lead to immortality, but I can see how you'd be wary if something like that were to happen"
Mel sat a little sad. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. looking to Ace, You to, I really am sorry I couldn't help.
Ginni squeezed her hand. "You have nothing to be sorry for. I think it was probably for the best. I think that it would have been bad for you to be here when I was battling my inner demon. I'm afraid it might have affected you very badly. You don't have a lot of mental walls built yet. And you were gone because you were doing important stuff to keep all of the rest of us safe. So, thank you for that."
David laughs in a sort of sudden and unexpected guffaw at her answer "I have no idea how programming a prosthetic can lead to immortality, but I can see how you'd be wary if something like that were to happen"
"Uncle Ryo has a tendency to take crazy risks with himself, so she added in a healing factor to the nanites. It worked too well. Mom can get like that sometimes with the inventions. So she's more cautious about it now. Most of the time."
After what seemed like forever walking through the stacks in the fey section, Sadie started to shiver. She was from a warm climate and never quite got used to the cold. She could see her breath in the air in front of her. "I think we're on the right track," she said through chattering teeth.adon doesn't even really seem to take note, as static gathers around his hands and feet, and across his back. Whatever this is, it really doesn't seem to like the cold, either. Regardless, adon searches the walls like nothing's wrong, seemingly oblivious to the static.Sadie notices the static and frowns, but Adon doesn't seem to be in pain at the moment so she doesn't say anything. Reluctantly, she head deeper into the cold, searching for any book titles that sound promising.
"Hey, this one looks like it might be helpful. It's like a bestiary of sorts, but for creatures from beyond reality. Not really flattering towards them though. And the pictures are disturbing," she called out, as she examined a book."... Given what I know of them, thst sounds about right. Whst's it say? Or should I read it? Uhm. Is there a right answer?"
adon's static grows thicker the longer they're in the section. It's starting to become faintly audible."Umm....maybe we should take it elsewhere to study?"
"Yes, sure, that would be very helpful. We'll...Djalos keeps completely silent as they explore the library. Literally. If Adon and Sadie didn't already know that he was there, he would be almost invisible. It seems that stealth is his natural state.
When Sadie encounters the book, Djalos pipes up. "May I have a look at that? I have developed a technique for print books that allow me to read them rapidly." He furrows his brow. "It requires a great deal of concentration, so, while I'm reading it, I will be completely blind."
adon tilts his head, but heads to where it's a bit less cold, the static starting to die down again, until his eyes are the only remaining static once more.
"I'll be here, watching."
Djalos nods, and takes the book, briskly walking over Adon's section. "Going blind," he declares, before he turns the book over in his hands and begins rapidly tapping the cover.
Mel smiles at Ginni's response. she still felt a little sorry for not being there, but happy that Ginni is alright now.
about that song she opens her new journal book and hands it to Ginni.
this is just the lyrics, I am thinking a simple piano accompaniment.
I didn't know today would be our last
Or that I'd have to say goodbye to you so fast
I'm so numb, I can't feel anymore
Prayin' you'd just walk back through that door
And tell me that I was only dreamin'
You're not really gone as long as I believe
There will be another angel
Around the throne tonight
Your love lives on inside of me,
And I will hold on tight
It's not my place to question,
Only God knows why
I'm just jealous of the angels
Around the throne tonight
You always made my troubles feel so small
And you were always there to catch me when I'd fall
In a world where heroes come and go
Well God just took the only one I know
So I'll hold you as close as I can
Longing for the day, when I see your face again
But until then
God must need another angel
Around the throne tonight
Your love lives on inside of me
And I will hold on tight
It's not my place to question
Only God knows why
I'm just jealous of the angels
Around the throne tonight
Singin' hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
I'm just jealous of the angels
Around the throne
Tonight
"Ah well, this past week I had to prevent the destruction of two multiverses, rescue melody from the solution of the previous problem, awaken some kind of minor magical talent that comes from a tattoo that appeared on my neck... Hermes, have I left anything out?"
"You arrived at this academy, Sir. And you assisted in the evacuation of the Firebird's sun, sir."
As he tends to do, Hermes had faded into the background.
The creature wrapped it's large, branchlike hands around the bars of the cage and stared at him sadly, its antlers hitting the top of the cage forcing it to stoop as it stood. It didn't speak, only howled mournfully as it shook the bars.Lang was with Ori in the Spirit realm, taking her to actually meet the nature spirit that was connected with her.
Leading her through a forest to the cage that the spirit was imprisoned.
Before getting to close, Lang asks Ori to stay back. and Lang slowly approaches.
Hello, I am back, it has been a while and I have been trying to find ways to help you. I brought someone that you are very familiar with. will will show her everything you have shown me? Lang asks the spirit is a calming friendly voice.
Lang is very saddened by the spirit's situation.
Ok, you can come meet your spirit Professor. I want to see him free again. but the real key to this prison really rests with you.
"Ah well, this past week I had to prevent the destruction of two multiverses, rescue melody from the solution of the previous problem, awaken some kind of minor magical talent that comes from a tattoo that appeared on my neck... Hermes, have I left anything out?""You arrived at this academy, Sir. And you assisted in the evacuation of the Firebird's sun, sir."
As he tends to do, Hermes had faded into the background.
Trying to pay attention to two conversations at once, Mel adds to Hermes list, you also saved me from a fiery death.
Tybalt fiddles with one of his bracelets as they talk, turning it over in his paws. Dave knows by now that he almost always has something in his hands. It's probably why he wears all the jewelry in the first place.
"I just figured it might help since you don't want limits. Maybe open up some options for you, if it would work."
He shakes his head as they talk about immortality. "Curador-sama said that if we became immortal, we couldn't be champions any more. I don't really think I'd want to anyways. That's a long time, and I think it would get boring after a while. Part of what makes life special is that you only have so much time to do everything in, and everyone has to pick what's important to them."
If the talk of Champion things ever came up, and he mentioned his patron, Tybalt would have reffered to her as "Curador-Sama," a Catfolk word for Elder Healer.
It's obvious that he's thinking about a lot of things at the moment, as he turns the small metal chain over in his fingers
Tybalt fiddles with one of his bracelets as they talk, turning it over in his paws. Dave knows by now that he almost always has something in his hands. It's probably why he wears all the jewelry in the first place.
"I just figured it might help since you don't want limits. Maybe open up some options for you, if it would work."
He shakes his head as they talk about immortality. "Curador-sama said that if we became immortal, we couldn't be champions any more. I don't really think I'd want to anyways. That's a long time, and I think it would get boring after a while. Part of what makes life special is that you only have so much time to do everything in, and everyone has to pick what's important to them."
If the talk of Champion things ever came up, and he mentioned his patron, Tybalt would have reffered to her as "Curador-Sama," a Catfolk word for Elder Healer.
It's obvious that he's thinking about a lot of things at the moment, as he turns the small metal chain over in his fingers
"Yeah, take out the part about being a Champion, and that's about what Uncle Ryo said, only he said it a lot louder and more angry. I think he's had time to either get used to it or get it fixed. They don't talk about it anymore anyways. I wouldn't know anything about it if I hadn't been there. Sort of. Technically Pheebs was there and I was a ghost. But close enough."
"Your Patron sounds nice. Mine is....difficult. On the good days."
Mel smiles at Ginni's response. she still felt a little sorry for not being there, but happy that Ginni is alright now.
about that song she opens her new journal book and hands it to Ginni.
this is just the lyrics, I am thinking a simple piano accompaniment.
** spoiler omitted **
Ginni had to wipe a tear away as she read the lyrics. "That's beautiful, Mel. Really speaks to all of us who have lost someone, recently or not."
The creature wrapped it's large, branchlike hands around the bars of the cage and stared at him sadly, its antlers hitting the top of the cage forcing it to stoop as it stood. It didn't speak, only howled mournfully as it shook the bars.Lang was with Ori in the Spirit realm, taking her to actually meet the nature spirit that was connected with her.
Leading her through a forest to the cage that the spirit was imprisoned.
Before getting to close, Lang asks Ori to stay back. and Lang slowly approaches.
Hello, I am back, it has been a while and I have been trying to find ways to help you. I brought someone that you are very familiar with. will will show her everything you have shown me? Lang asks the spirit is a calming friendly voice.
Lang is very saddened by the spirit's situation.
Ok, you can come meet your spirit Professor. I want to see him free again. but the real key to this prison really rests with you.
Ori steps out from where she had been hidden behind a tree and approaches the cage. The nature spirit howled again, a haunting sound full of anger and pain. She put her hand out and gently touched one of the spirit's hands that was gripping the bars and there was a blinding flash of green light. When Lang can see again, there is a giant tangle of vines separating him from Ori and the spirit.
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"Fascinating. After reading this, I may have nightmares for the first time in my life. What a novel experience," Djalos says, and it is difficult to tell whether he is being droll or not. "Regardless, this book contains in-depth anatomical studies and dissertations on a variety of sanity-shredding horrors collectively known as the 'Others.' I find it difficult to believe that seeing a being that is, and I quote verbatim, 'a squamous Ouroboros of terrible size, its thirteen unblinking eyes seeing all universes and its countless scales shimmering with uncolors of the Nether,' could be observed in person without the witnesses' mind being twisted into horrific, unnatural shapes, but I digress. This book does not appear relevant."
adon sighs.
"Sounds... Tell me more. What are these creatures capable of?"
"It depends on the specific specimen, but their powers always fit the general theme of making a horrible mockery of time, space, and the sophont psyche. One of them feeds on temporal energy by trapping you in the same three seconds for eternity. Another is the size of a star and eats chunks of reality for all of nine point thirty-seven Agarthan hours before unraveling itself. Three of them send abstractions of their unknowable being into various realities and consume them. A relatively benign species only steals your socks and housekeys, but considering how the previous dozen pages had been a rant against the atrocities of chicken pot pie, I believe that the author may have gone utterly and completely mad at that point. I honestly have no idea why this is in the fae section. This seems more of the, 'keep under lock and key lest any mentally unstable student get ahold of it,' sort. You know, like where they keep all of the more dangerous fiendish compilations."
Meanwhile...
Jacob finishes his cookie and is about to reach for another one, before sighing, pulling his hand back, and twiddling his thumbs.
adon sighs again.
"I'm rather sure you found the right book, sadly. Your right, though, I'm not sure what it has to do with fey. Regardless, I suppose it helps to know what type of abberation I happen to be... Er, be bound to, that is. Assuming the creature of my dreams is what I'm bound to. Sorry you had to read that. Should've done it myself."
::"Boss, there's a small bug creature crawling along the roof from building 2 to building 1. Advise?"::
Ori steps out from where she had been hidden behind a tree and approaches the cage. The nature spirit howled again, a haunting sound full of anger and pain. She put her hand out and gently touched one of the spirit's hands that was gripping the bars and there was a blinding flash of green light. When Lang can see again, there is a giant tangle of vines separating him from Ori and the spirit.
Rubbing his eyes and trying to get his bearings, at first Lang thought he was transported somewhere, but he soon realized he is in the same place.
Sifu Ori, are you alright?, can you hear me. Please be alright.
Lang is starting to sound a little paniced as he tries to find a way past the twisting vines.
Ace lets the matter drop without another word. He knew better than to try and argue with Ginni on this. He might take it up with Michael privately, but only if the half-elf also wanted answers.
Instead, he asks "Ginni, if Phaez doesn't come out of that cocoon any time soon, does that mean you'll be stuck here waiting for him?"
Ginni had to wipe a tear away as she read the lyrics. "That's beautiful, Mel. Really speaks to all of us who have lost someone, recently or not."Mel smiles at Ginni's response. she still felt a little sorry for not being there, but happy that Ginni is alright now.
about that song she opens her new journal book and hands it to Ginni.
this is just the lyrics, I am thinking a simple piano accompaniment.
** spoiler omitted **
Thanks, I was supposed to perform at a party, but with me being gone and stuff, I don't even know if I still am playing, or if there is even going to be a party anymore.
Mel thinks a moment, If there is, do you want to perform this with me. you can help with the music. Mel asks getting a little excited at the thought of having Ginni on stage with her.
Turning to Ace, you can too, Ace, I was impressed with your wide range of vocal talents.
"Uh, which party would that be, and when? If its this weekend, we can't make it cuz we're going with Tyrrin and her brother Ehos to a special Equinox Festival hosted by Ty's mother, who I believe is akin to a queen among her people. She's a High Seer, like the Headmaster, and I guess that's some sort of royalty among the elves."
Djalos stands stock-still for a moment. "I... see. And could you please describe what this being was like, and what mannerisms it had?"
Ace lets the matter drop without another word. He knew better than to try and argue with Ginni on this. He might take it up with Michael privately, but only if the half-elf also wanted answers.
Instead, he asks "Ginni, if Phaez doesn't come out of that cocoon any time soon, does that mean you'll be stuck here waiting for him?"
Djalos stands stock-still for a moment. "I... see. And could you please describe what this being was like, and what mannerisms it had?"
adon shakes his head.
"Not really. Every time I looked at it, I'd wake up and my eyes would feel like they're on fire. I haven't had good sleep in... Uhm... I can't even remember how many days.mthyere blurring together. Anyway, same thing, every time. Darkness everywhere, a presence behind me. If I look at it, I wake with burning eyes."
"...that seems on form with the Others. Do you know why it's 'contacting' you?"
Tybalt fiddles with one of his bracelets as they talk, turning it over in his paws. Dave knows by now that he almost always has something in his hands. It's probably why he wears all the jewelry in the first place.
"I just figured it might help since you don't want limits. Maybe open up some options for you, if it would work."
He shakes his head as they talk about immortality. "Curador-sama said that if we became immortal, we couldn't be champions any more. I don't really think I'd want to anyways. That's a long time, and I think it would get boring after a while. Part of what makes life special is that you only have so much time to do everything in, and everyone has to pick what's important to them."
If the talk of Champion things ever came up, and he mentioned his patron, Tybalt would have reffered to her as "Curador-Sama," a Catfolk word for Elder Healer.
It's obvious that he's thinking about a lot of things at the moment, as he turns the small metal chain over in his fingers
"it's a really big multiverse though, and new things to discover and expirence are made every day. Hundreds of planes to travel to and explore, even on just this one plane there are billions of stars, many of them with a dozen or so planets some of which are teeming with life, countless foes to be fought, people to be met, foods to try, things to learn. Not even with the lifespan of a god could someone expirence it all, not if you did so in person. I heard that one of the teachers, the abjuration one, he predates the creation of this planet by several orders of magnitude and he's still out and about doing stuff. I figure in a few hundred years or so when I'm starting to really feel old I might try for some form of imortality, but that's for me to decide later, in the mean time I'm having fun with my youth and relative mortality" when she mentions patrons he muses for a bit "mine is predictably full of himself, but otherwise fairly nice.... He insists on using my face when we talk... which is a little creepy, but other than that I have zero complaints"
"...that seems on form with the Others. Do you know why it's 'contacting' you?"
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"Well. I'm bound to something of the sort. My parents bound me to something they thought was a nexus of magical power. It was, well... ... Can you sense what happned with my eyes at all? I guess it Probobly doesn't seem any different. But my eyes have been consumed by static, Becuase I'm bound to a strangely polite creature made of static and... And... I don't honestly know."