Is this Syliras? (Open) (Somewhere Just Outside the Spires)

[Greth]

Greth chuckled softly, a series of ponderous, vibrating staccato notes. It amused and thrilled him to see the Zith, so full of questions and finally so alive. Looking back to make sure Jason was also following, He started walking forward, secretly leading her nearer the city.

At the talk about magic, he briefly thought of mentioning Jason being a summoner, but put it aside. Jason himself would tell her if he wanted to. He may not want her to know. Having realized this, he also realized the abrupt stopping of the flow of questions. The Zith was embarrassed, or didn't want to bombard them with questions.

“Well, I'm not much fond of ale,” he confessed, “so I haven't looked around for a tavern. You may not like the taste. It's... strange. But you'd never know unless you try, no?” He chuckled again, then continued, “yes, there is some kind of magic in the Spires, and lots of books.”

Truthfully, he hadn't looked around much at the books. However, knowing his own race, he could only imagine the enormity of the library.

“Bookshelves taller than me,” he said, spinning tales, because somehow, seeing this Zith happy made him happy, too, perhaps because of the feelings they shared, and the willingness to learn, like Jason did, too. “You could get yourself lost in them. They are in every language, every subject, everything that you can imagine. Magic, Zith, Jamoura, humans, phew!”

He turned slowly to the right, taking them a bit to the east in the forest. The Sun was raising higher in the sky, rays of it reaching to the forest floor now and then through the leaves of the trees above.

[Jason Alexander]

Walking slowly behind, listening to the Zith speak, Jason was thinking, watching, and learning. As the Jamouran led the group through the forest, he listened to the Zith continue speaking, he spoke of trying Ale, good stuff that is, reading books, which Jason will need to also find, but the thing that made Jason the most curious was the mention of learning Magic. Holding his tongue, he listened to Greth answer first, once he was finished Jason spoke. “I am considered a mage among most races, though I am not too powerful. I have knowledge of Reimancy, the art of controlling and manipulating the elements, Glyphing, which is the written form of the Old Tongue, used by mages of old to better use their talents, and lastly summoning, which allows me to call forth creatures and plants from other worlds.” Pausing for a moment to stop and watch the Zith “I could explain some of these, at some point in time, possibly.” He started walking, he didn’t explain further into his details of Magic usage, for he still didn’t fully trust the Zith. Following Greth, amazed by the amount of light that made it through the forest canopies, a thought crossed his mind, Not all things that are feared by most, should be feared.

[Wing]

Greth's words made Wing very happy. Not only had she found, well.. almost found, a city that would accept her. She had found a city of learning, a place full of people that had as much passion if not more for knowledge as she did. "It sounds like a wonderful place," she commented. It couldn't have been a better scenario. But it did get better. Jason had magic like she did, though a different type. Wing knew nothing of other magics, other than that they were out there. Jason's sounded powerful and impressive. All Wing could do was talk. But that had power as well. She considered telling him about her own magic but she was unsure. It wasn't nearly as effective against people who knew she had it, so Wing was certain that she wanted to reveal her trick just yet. But then again, neither Greth nor Jason seemed hostile towards her. And Jason had trusted her enough to reveal what he could do. Wing wanted to make a good impression anyway so she decided it would be alright. "My magic is called hypnotism. I allows me to.. affect the way people think. But don't worry! I promise I didn't use it on either of you. If I had I wouldn't have told you I could do it. It makes the magic less effective." OOCSorry for the short post. Been really busy, just wanted to keep things moving forward.

[Greth]

OOCSorry for the delay and the seemingly-hurried post; I had to go on a trip with no connection!

Greth laughed softly at the Zith, hurrying to assure them. He grinned and said, “Yes, I have heard about hypnotism. I have always wondered if I'd sense as though I'm being manipulated. But well, as I hear, women tend to manipulate men, hypnotism or no.”

He laughed softly, using the joke as an ice-breaker, then cast a look around. “I have no magic,” he said, with no particular expression in his voice. “There's just a bit of a trick some Jamoura can do.”

Saying this, he stepped off the path and leaned against a tree. “Some can make it seem as though they disappeared into the forest!” Saying this, he used his camouflaging skill to hide himself: he noiselessly stepped behind the tree, then concentrated on the colour of his fur, making them turn green. Then, he inhaled softly, and relaxed. Naturally, his scent was masked, so the wind couldn't carry it to the nose of a sniffer. He wasn't sure if he should reveal his abilities, but somehow, with this new-comer, he felt obliged to make her feel welcomed.

[Jason Alexander]

OOCSorry busy and such.. Hopefully I will be back more now.

Jason listened to the Zith speak about some type of magic that gave her some control over a person’s mind. Shaking his head he then looked towards Greth as he explained that he himself didn’t know any magic but said he would show us trick that all Jamoura possess. As he walked over towards a tree, he leaned against it and slowly his fur shifted colors and blended. He all but disappeared from view, if it hadn’t been for Jason knowing where he disappeared at, he would have lost him. Once he reappeared, Jason spoke as he looked up. “Sorry to sound rushing, but we should set up camp over there” as he pointed and nodded to the west “It is getting dark and creatures roam these woods and unlike both of you, I cannot see in the night.” He said as he chuckled. “I will gather some wood for a fire, if you want to get the rest? And then I can show you my magic.”

[Wing]

Wing watched as Greth went to show off his special skill. As the color of his fur began to change her eyes widened, and before her eyes the Jamoura nearly vanished. He was still there, yes, but it was so hard to see she found herself doubting even though she knew where he was. When he reappeared she was very impressed. "Wow, that is a very useful ability. I wish I could do that. It would make hunting so much easier." Or avoiding humans who want me dead, she added mentally. When Jason expressed his desire to set up camp she was a bit surprised, and for two reasons. First, she assumed she would be alone for the night anyway and was surprised the human actually wanted to camp with her. And second, it was still quite bright out. But perhaps the human just liked to be prepared, and he had a good point about the beasts. By herself Wing could usually just fly away from any danger, or even sleep in the treetops if she was feeling particularly exposed. But Jason was lacking in the natural defenses that she, and the large Jamoura, had and would need a safe place to spend the night. "I guess I can help find some firewood," Wing said as she glanced around. The tree's in this forest were huge, she could only imagine the size of the branches they would drop. "...if I can lift any of it." Wing was curious what magic Jason would show them after the camp was set up. She had always wondered about other magics, and now she was finally going to see one in action. Digging through the foliage she discovered it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. While there were a few very large logs she wouldn't be able to lift by herself, there were smaller branches and twigs scattered about as well. Wing collected an armful before returning to Jason and Greth and awaiting further direction.

[Greth]

Greth grinned at the awed expressions on their faces, and nodded at the Zith. Something seemed to be running through her head, perhaps some calculations. Her brief silence after his show-off unnerved him, and, in an effort to ease his anxiety, he said, “next time you're doing something you shouldn't be doing,” and then he paused dramatically before continuing, “look again.” He chuckled at his own joke, and even though he wasn't quite good at this, stepped towards the trees.

“I'll get some wood,” he told Jason as Wing stepped away. “You just sit down.”

He leaned down near the trees, his back to Wing, then gathered a lot of small pieces of wood. He stood with his pries in his arms, but then, realizing that he had gotten too much, let some of it drop back down to the ground near the tree in front of him. Turning, he glimpsed Wing doing the same, too. He chuckled to himself, then brought the wood near where they had been standing some time ago and dumped them on the ground. It was then that it hit him.

“How are we going to light it?” He asked of no one in particular. “I forgot my flint and steel.”

[Jason Alexander]

“No need to for flint and steel, when you have me.” Jason said with a smile. Looking to the sky, noticing the sun falling, he needed to hurry. Reaching down and moving the pile of sticks and smaller logs into the shape of a tent. Once that was finished, Jason stood up and examined his work, satisfied he closed his eyes. Forcing the mist from his body around his hands, opening his eyes he forced the mist around the fire and allowed it to enter mix with the sticks. “Burn” he spoke and the mist caught fire, holding the res in place long enough for the flames to burn the sticks. Then he release the hold and all the res was consumed in flames. Staggering as he sat down, looking up. Dusk had fallen, looking into the flames. At least they would have fire and warmth for the night. “Now that is some of my magic.” He said as the flames bounced off his eyes.

[Wing]

After Wing dropped off her wood she settled down next to the fire, allowing her wings to relax and stretch out a bit. Folding then down was actually more difficult than keeping them open because it was an unnatural position for them. She forgot about why she had folded them down in the first place, growing more comfortable around the human, though if he complained about her exposure she'd fold them back down again. But the jamoura wasn't wearing clothes either, so why should she bother? When the mist started flowing from Jason's hands Wing's eyes widened again, a common expression for them this night it would seem, and she wondered what the mist was for. It was obviously magical, as she had never seen anyone excrete mist from their body before, but how was mist going to help them? Wouldn't mist just dampen the wood and make it more difficult to light? And then he spoke his command and Wing jumped part in surprise, part because the sudden appearance of flames hurt her eyes. "Wow! That was.. amazing! You made fire out of nothing! How did you do that?" Wing now stared at Jason with the same wonder, actually more, than she had the vanishing Jamoura. While Greth's ability was impressive, Jason had just made perching fire out of nothing! Wing had to know about it. She had to know how it was done. If he wouldn't teach her she'd find somebody that would. But what was it called? She needed more information. Wing resisted the call of her own magic, these were friends and she could get the info herself. "How did you do that!? What is it called? I have to know. Can you teach me?"

[Cheshire]

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