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futurology2017-01-12 09:40 am
fateality) wrote in futurology2017-01-12 09:40 am
audio; un: cardmaster
Now, I'm sure we've done something like this before sometime ago, but you know how it is; people come, people go, and we get new faces all the time. So it's a little hard to keep track of y'all sometimes.
But here we are, and I've god a question.
There's a good lot of us that got magic in us before ALASTAIR made, ah, any offerings as such. Maybe even got some magic in your world, sure.
Suffice it to say, I got some interest in what kind there is -- and what magic is like where you're from. How it works. The variety, the limits.
Always good to know about the trade elsewhere, as it were.
But here we are, and I've god a question.
There's a good lot of us that got magic in us before ALASTAIR made, ah, any offerings as such. Maybe even got some magic in your world, sure.
Suffice it to say, I got some interest in what kind there is -- and what magic is like where you're from. How it works. The variety, the limits.
Always good to know about the trade elsewhere, as it were.
video; @daria
[ They had tried to drain her of her life to restore themselves. ]
They were wrong, for all that. I'd witnessed for myself a blood magic ritual before the Qartheen sought me in the desert. [ She omits that she had improvised one herself, in a successful, wondrous act of desperation. ] There are secrets and trades taught still, in a place called Asshai by the Shadow. Anyone might learn the craft if they wished, I suppose.
[ It's allegedly an ominous place, and she's only ever held a distant curiosity for it. ]
video; un: cardmaster
If you don't mind my askin', what constitutes as blood magic? An' what kind of trades? Assumin' you're familiar with that at all.
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[ A flicker of something darker passes over her face, for all her attempts to conceal it. Then her face goes determinedly, curiously distant. ]
Blood magic deals in sacrifice. Something may be regained from the brink of death, but something precious must pay its price. Death for life. I have learned that much.
[ So there's your ominous story, Fate! ]
Of trades, there are several. Priestess and priests may choose to follow the Red God. It is said they are granted great power of foresight in return. Healers make a study of spells and poultices, as well. Shadowbinders make their gifts known to me in riddles and portents, but when I was a little girl, I heard stories of their terrible sorceries done at night.
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Sounds like a personal tale, miss. I won't pry.
[Powers of foresight. That rings a small bell for him, but he's not too interested in going down that road. Still, he appreciates the knowledge.]
Red God? Real original name. [He chuckles softly.] Do you know what kind of spells they did?
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[ Her tone turns lofty. It would almost be coy, if the memory were not so sinister--if her loss did not bring her such pain. A queen must needs have her secrets, and there are many things she will not speak about. ]
The shadowbinders? The tale is in the name. [ She pushes silver hair away from her face. ] They bind shadows to their will, be it for good or for ill. Some--not all--conceal their faces behind masks.
[ One has found her and found her again for more than three years, feeding her cryptic warnings. ]
They are the most feared of all the practitioners. I have met one that was able to be in more than a single place at once.
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Unfortunately, none of this is what he's looking for, but he likes hearing the information anyway.]
I appreciate you sharin' all that, miss. Shame that magic sounds like a rare breed where you're from, but sometimes that's a blessing, too, depending on who's got the magic.
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[ She corrects, making a dismissive gesture. She will accept Your Grace or other titles, but those that call her that here do so of their own free will. ]
On that much, we agree. I fear I have angered the warlocks so much that they still scour the seas for me. [ Now she is coy, and allows herself a shade of amusement. ] It is good that they sailed the wrong way.
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[He grins, reaching up and rubbing his thumb along the brim of his hat.]
Oh, so we got a clever fugitive from warlocks! What's a lovely lady like yourself done to tick 'em off?
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[ She decided to turn aside mid-voyage and sail for the slaver ports, or else they would have found her. Still, she doesn't correct him.
His charm is well-noted. He finds too many answers that way. ]
The Undying Ones are old and wizened things, treacherous creatures of bygone days. They welcomed me for their guest and tried to steal my life for their own. [ And they had nearly succeeded. ] My dragon took umbrage to that, and to the beating heart that bore their revived magic, besides.
[ The words are said sweetly. Zero fucks. ]
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[He listens carefully. A powerful woman, in more than a few ways. She's a bit mysterious, but regal perhaps? Twisted Fate is curious regardless, and smiles at her tale.]
Never heard of someone owning a dragon before. They tend to keep to themselves back where I'm from. You have many folk challenging you?
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[ So it is decreed. The question is a queer one, but she chooses to answer with wit. ]
I am a queen. If I should wake up to five praises in the morning, there are five who curse my name by evenfall.
[ There's his answer, to more than one question. ]
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Like wearin' a golden target on your back, folks are gonna be interested in takin' what they can -- if that means being sweet to your face one second and tryin' to take from you the next.
Is it somethin' of a relief here? No one makin' demands of your highness an' all.
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And how many golden targets have you known? [ Though not meant to give offense, the question is asked sweetly, direct enough to slyly communicate what she suspects. It has just struck her who Fate reminds her of: a certain sellsword captain who had also seemed so friendly. ]
It is true that I have no petitioners at my gates, only some shadow company led by cats. I suppose I must be thankful for small victories.
[ S a s s. ]
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[No one he's known on a personal level, but enough that he thinks he comprehends them and makes no envy toward their position. But he does look down upon them as well.]
It could be plenty worse. It could've been a shadow company led by scorpions.
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Do the scorpions speak? [ She presumes he speaks of giant scorpions. They should have no trouble with smaller ones. ] Will they chide me for my human insolence?
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Oh, they just might, but they're a lot less cute than cats.
whoof sorry, that was a week
[ But she has one more thing to make mention of. Bluntly: ]
What is it you did, in your world?
[ She's told him much and more of magic, so make her day, Fate. Queens must needs have their little games, and she's very curious to see if her guess was far off. ]