Open Mountain Pass Magic [Mirahil Pass]

[Reaver Riatal]

This Hadrian really didn't seem to talk much, truth be told he was a little disappointed. Though he didn't let it show on his features, his smile almost a constant on his face as he looked back at the man. Enjoying what he did say he listened intently on people of Sahova. The thought of living for so long was fascinating and he wondered silently how on Mizahar had they managed to do so. Though it was curiosity for another day perhaps, right now he needed to remain focused. His expression of joy only grew as Hadrian confirmed his deduction, it was a little general and he was still off. But he was still damn close at least. And it was still something to take pride in.

A calm awe set in him as the young man before him had managed to become a professor! A professor with a group of orphans as well! Looks like he got some muddied success in his deductions after all. "Goodness me you actually teach there? You look hardly any older than myself! That's quite impressive! And Registrator Sanderson? I'll have too keep an eye out for that name on my next visit. Oh joy~ it looks like my hopes and wishes are finally coming to form!" He smiled as he spun on a heel. Stopping to meet gazes once more with Hadrian, a more serious look on his face. He just realized he had a wealth of knowledge before him. Why would he waste it with only a few questions.

"Well my esteemed professor Aelius, truly this is indeed an honor. Though if you mind me asking but a few more questions? I only heard whispers until now, I wish to perfect my arts of djed. But I'm infinitely curious as to what more magics there are? My father's education was limited and as he taught me mind became just as so. And if you don't mind me prying what is it that you've domain over in the educational system?" He smiled pleasant and friendly as ever, Reaver knew he was taking a risk. Though his curiosity and thirst for knowledge where more pressing. That and the professor didn't exactly seem dangerous, he seemed more passive than anything. Then again he'd only been around one other wizard before. To him so long as you didn't talk to the closed minded fools magic wasn't too much of a sensitive subject. After all any wizard outside of Zeltiva seemed to be persecuted and rather harshly at that for being able to summon fire. Compared to Syliras he felt far more comfortable, besides this was a scholarly city. Sharing knowledge was encouraged, at least to his logic it was.

[Hadrian]

"Well, no," he admitted. "I'm not terribly old. Twenty-four this season." He found himself offering a bit more information than he might normally, so inquisitive was this one. Perhaps he seemed secretive, but he was observing the man, testing his aura, and trying to piece together who he was on a deeper level. One learned more from listening than talking, he had found. He smiled faintly at Riatal's little spin. He was certainly jolly. But he asked such broad questions, Hadrian wasn't quite sure where to begin. "Well, I'm in the anthropology department," he admitted. "My scholarship focuses on the intersection of culture and magic, though, so I end up lecturing on magical studies, as well. But there are many disciplines of magic, some relying on personal abilities, others more scientific in set up. And there are disciplines that have been lost and new ones being developed, magic derived from divine favor... Could you be more specific? What do you want to learn other than reimancy?"

[Reaver Riatal]

Reaver smiled all the brighter and felt like twirling on his heels again maybe even dance a little, however he knew he'd only look more the fool. He was rather astounded to hear that Hadrian was so young and a professor as well. Reaver felt unusually comfortable with revealing who and what he was here in Zeltiva. He had been harshly persecuted for his abilities. The education his father had given him was limited, and what books he had been able to find where hardly worth much of a mention of the arts he sought.

His attention snapped to Hadrian. Reaver only knew of the three disciplines of djed. Since his father's own education was lacking in other djed arts, what he had known he had passed onto his son. And the only practices he knew of where reimancy, shielding, and glyphing. And only in Zeltiva has he found the courage to truly practice his arts freely. Rather than forcing himself to deny his thirst for knowledge and understanding. Djed was something that ultimately interested him, the possibilities it offered made his spine shiver from time to time. He was curious how it could be used, how did the pre-Valterrian wizards make their lives. What did they do to improve life on Mizahar.

Truthfully Reaver replied as his charming smile reached out and held up a hand. Ethereal blue res forming in his palm and floating slowly before lighting ablaze into a small ball of fire. "Djed is one of the most powerful and useful forces on Mizahar. I'll admit that I mostly just wish to know, to see how much I can learn. But I do seek to put it to practical use. What can it be used for? Maybe I can invent something denizens of our world can use to improve their lives. Rather than just survive we can live, and if I'm unable to do anything like that then perhaps I'll be able to do something useful. As it stand right now I can only do small stuff. My skills in glyphing, reimancy, and shielding, even those are mediocre." He looked at the ball of fire slowly die off into a wisp of smoke and the last breath of fire. Looking at Hadrian his sharp blue eyes gazing back into Hadrian's blues.

[Hadrian]

"You want me to list every discipline?" he asked. This was a curious interview. All he had wanted to do was check up on whoever was throwing lightning bolts about. "Ah, all right. The personal magics, in alphabetical order, are auristics, familiary, flux, hypnotism, leeching, morphing, projection, reimancy, shielding, and voiding. The world magics, in similar order, alchemy, animation, glyphing, magecraft, malediction, summoning, spiritism, and webbing. I'm not going to list all the divine gnoses. Suffice it to say, a god's grace comes in a form fitting for the god's bailiwick, but those require a direct connection with a god, so I can't confirm most of them myself." But, of course, djed was the most powerful force on earth. It was everything. Matter in all its forms were just manifestations of it, really. Perhaps Riatal did need more theoretical knowledge rather than practical application. He could cast lightning bolts, but did he understand the nature of what he was doing. "Well, I hope you will find what you're looking for at the University," he said with a smile.

[Reaver Riatal]

Reaver couldn't help but smile in awe, they all sounded so amazing! He could only guess what most did. Though he had a good idea as his mind raced listing off as many fantasies as it could. If he could get at least competent in these fields the things he could do would skyrocket. But what he really put his mind to was what could each be used for. As suggested the personal magics, their names at least, seemed mostly to involve the person. Though he suspected that the world magics might provide far more use to those around him. He paused as he heard that gods could give magics to humans. Now that interested him greatly, a gnosis, he had called it. Though his knowledge of magic was limited mostly to what he could do and how he could apply it he found his mind hungering to understand and learn. His blood pumped harder in his veins at the thought of actually having such knowledge! As most said knowledge was power, and here they where offering it with the care and gentle guidance of those already well versed in such talents. Talents they where willing to pass on to students!

This was nothing like Syliras! Here in Zeltiva he quickly found himself falling in love with the city. And with this all in mind he could not forget the man who had inspired such lust of knowledge within him. With a wide smile he couldn't help but suddenly move forward and take Hadrian's hand in his own scared hands. "My good professor you've done me a kindness today I don't think I can repay! I can feel my mind racing trying to figure out what these practices are from their names! I am more than ecstatic to be around others who know and understand magic. That its not just some force but an actual tool that can improve things! I know quite a bit but I find myself oddly humbled by how much you know." He took a pause realizing what he had just said. Blinking once he shrugged his shoulders and moved on. "Professor Aelius, honestly, thank you. I wish to learn as much as I can and you've provided a much needed door." Reaver had known only one other mage in his life, his father. After meeting Hadrian he then knew two. And although he liked his father well enough, he was starting to like Hadrian a little more.

He felt like he simply couldn't express his feelings anymore so he let go of Hadrain's hand and began to dance like a fool once more. Acting more like a young boy who had just made a new friend than a man who discovered a massive well of knowledge. Though he had every right to be excited, this was after all going to be the start to his real education into magic.

[Hadrian]

Hadrian smiled faintly at the shaking of his hand, the other man's antics. But he had to wonder if his behavior and excitement weren't signs of instability, but even if he was unstable, he would need some sort of guidance. "You're welcome," he said. "The University focuses more on magical theory, but most of the students are still interested in practicing, so there are instructors in many of the disciplines there. You ought to look into studying there. I'm about to head back, actually. Would you like to walk into town with me? I could show you to the Registrar's office."

[Reaver Riatal]

Reaver couldn't smile any wider. His cheeks where actually hurting with the amount of effort he was doing to keep his lips spread open. This was, and without a doubt, the best day of life so far! He had no words for the excitement that boiled within him! Already he was well versed in the use of magic, though his knowledge was limited. This man was practically offering him a large treasure trove of knowledge! He could almost cry if he wasn't so damn happy right now! "Good professor even if it is just such a thing as theory I'd be more than ecstatic to learn! And to walk with you. A man of such a brilliant mind, would be an honor to which my words could not express. And you'd do me a great debt to show me where to register myself."

With his larger than life smile he let go of Hadrian's hand and stepped back for a bow. His dark hair flopping about his face and bouncing as he rose to stand upright at his full height. He made a gesture with both hands for Hadrian to lead the way, a wise choice on his own part. His track record with directions and just walking in the city of Zeltiva in general. Well a man blindfolded and spun every ten steps would find their way through the streets better than himself.