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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 7:42:49 PM
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"Thought so. I'd assumed you were a Mage, but I suppose that is different, then? At least, you didn't agree with me."
He stood up, carefully noting the hand that went to the pocket, but offered out a thin and rugged hand instead.
"What's your name, lady? I'm Tyrian."
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“Rosa.” She says as she shakes his hand. Her grip is quite weak.
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As soon as she took his hand, he pulled the woman closer so that his eyes were only inches from hers, his smile only a thin line. "You didn't answer my question, Rosa..." But he simply returned back to his normal grin, letting go and falling back off the woman to give her space. "Haha! I'm kidding. I would like to know, though. Are you a sorceress, or a Mage?"
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“Define what you mean by mage.”
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"First tell me, is there a difference between a Mage and a sorcerer?"
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“Sort of. A sorcerer uses power from within themselves. A mage can be any magic user, but the technical definition is a magic user who utilized power from outside themself. I can and do both.”
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"So natural prodigy? Or are you like everyone else in this world?" It seemed that his barrage of questions would not stop, now slow down. Every time Rosa answered, it was immediately met with another question.
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“Closer to too much magic to handle, so I needed help.”
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"Oh? From who, then? Possibly someone of great power, I'd assume."
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“Uh, Verdantus, my master. He’s the one I arrived with.”
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"Verdantus? Hm... What an intriguing name. A male's, certainly. So- is he a crusty old man? And if not..." He glided over close to Rosa's side, nudging her arm with his elbow. "What's going on with you two?"
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She turns every so slightly pink around her ears. “He’s my teacher and my lord. That’s all.”
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"Hm. I suppose you don't plan to keep it that way..." He trailed the sentence off with another, larger smile, as if hinting to something before speaking again. "Because you hope to surpass him, correct?"
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“If she does, she’s got a long ways to go.” Says a deep voice directly in Tyrian’s ear. The smell of springtime rain was now rather apparent.
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"Oh- you sly dog! You caught me!" He turned to the voice, and gave the speaker a kiss on the cheek. It seemed he thought it a funny joke, practically rolling on the floor with laughter. However, it was apparent the he was wary, one hand upon the glowing green knife. "So, have I interrupted something?"
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“Not at all. I merely keep an eye on my rosy robin.” Says the man, nay, the Fey, from before, as he takes the kiss in stride and leans back on his heels. Verdantus. “This world is a garden in much need of repair and caretaking, and no less full of serpents than my home.” His voice is quite happy, and fair as moonlight filtering through rumbling clouds.
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"Aha... But the world is but a small speck- sadly. However, when I look upon such great beauties of the moon, it is proof that love still exists... Just kidding! Life is meaningless." Another joke, one he found less funny than the last, as his laughing died down quickly. "So, great Mage... Sorcerer... You took an interest in this lady for what reason? Or was it the other way around?"
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“I am a mage, and much more besides, and I came across her by chance and offered to help her, she accepted the pact and here we are.”
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"Pact? That's some heavy stuff. A true pact could end your life if you break it!" He scratched a bug climbing up his leg with the butt of his staff before speaking again. "Though, I suppose there is some sort of... Limiter on what you guys did."
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He chuckles slightly. “I keep all those details strictly confidential thank you.”
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"Heh. So I'll just assume the worst. But! With that I must be off. No need in sticking around when my questions have been answered."
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“Be off then, and may you never slither through fields of cheese graters.”
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"I don't slithe- ah well, whatever. Yeah, don't go stepping on spikes or something." It seems that he had run out of questions, and his mood has dampened. He quickly exited the scene, and with one last wave and wink given to the pair, had disappeared from sight. [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
