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[noblegarnet]

[On the afternoon of the 1st, a disgruntled post goes up on the network.]

Did you know some moths produce silk from their salivary glands? Because I didn't until after I spat out a bunch of string this morning.

[He didn't make that connection immediately, mind you; after the initial utter bafflement, he took the time to go do more research on Fae and the insects they resemble. Nerd.]

Someone let me know if there's a market for organic fae silk. And if you could invent some kind of google or wikipedia while you're at it, that would be appreciated.

[Do you know how LONG it takes to look through PHYSICAL BOOKS]

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[noblegarnet]

Heh... I'll keep that in mind.

[Congratulations, Tsutha! That was a genuine chuckle you managed to get out of him.]

Yeah, magic here certainly seems complex. [He used his mostly from instinct back home, but he didn't exactly have anyone to teach him about it at the time. He does pause for a moment, though, considering how heavily a lot of his own research has relied on books... and reading. Sure, most of the classes he's seen have been lectures, but there's a lot she could be missing.]

Hey... I may not be able to use Witch magic, but I'm a pretty quick learner. Do you want me to help with your classes?

[prettyrocks]

[ The genuine chuckle makes a warmth grow in Tsutha's chest-- another emotion that might leak out into the bond between them. She always likes making people laugh. It's better than making people feel sad or afraid. ]

Really? You would do that? Don't you have classes of your own and other stuff to deal with? [ She seems to remember there being Coven classes for monsters as well, though she can't help the tone of hopefulness in her voice. ]

[noblegarnet]

[What a weird positive feedback loop... He just hopes that his future suffering won't create the opposite.]

Well, there's only so much I'm going to be able to do, if I've heard right—illusions, minor lucky trinkets, things like that. And it'll be a good distraction for me. I don't think I can deal with a lot of free time, right now.

[Even if he can't use it, he's always had an inclination towards the theoretical, and learning about what kind of things are possible certainly can't hurt.]

So yeah, I'd like to help if I can.

[prettyrocks]

[ She knows the feeling of not being able to handle a lot of free time. It's part of why she's volunteered for so much work this month, both at the tavern and inn where she's staying, and at the community gardens. ]

That would be [ deep, relieved sigh ] really great. There's this one spell I'm trying to learn... it's one I knew back home, and I described it to the witch at the Coven, and she gave me this book she says has the spell in it, but... I can't... [ The book does her no good if she can't read it. ]

If you could just help me with that one spell, I promise, I'll find a way to pay you back for it.

[noblegarnet]

You got it.

[It's said without hesitation. Perhaps off the network he'll bring up the core of the problem and offer more than just helping her with specific spells and classes, but she seems hesitant to bring it up here, so he doesn't want to make it too obvious in a public forum.]

What is the spell, by the way?

[prettyrocks]

[ She wouldn't normally be so cagey if she hadn't had that conversation with That One Guy who cut her right to the core with his scathing observation of her character. She's been playing things closer to the chest since then. ]

It's called Absorb Elements! ...Well, I mean, that's what it's called back home. I don't know if they call it something else here.

Basically, if someone attacks me with a spell that does elemental harm-- fire, ice, lightning, acid, stuff like that-- then I can absorb the incoming energy, lower the amount of damage I take, and then redirect the damage to the next person I hit with my weapon.

[noblegarnet]

Wow, that does sound useful. No wonder you want to get it back.

[He sure wishes he'd had that back home... (:]

Have you heard what kinds of... [err, monsters doesn't really work in this context, does it.] creatures there are here? Things that might attack you outside the city, I mean.

[prettyrocks]

It is useful! [ It would be even more useful if Tsutha actually ever... used a weapon...

For the only half-orc present in Geardagas, she's not exactly a textbook example of one. ]

I heard they're diseased or something, right? And it's super infectious, so we have to be careful if or when we leave the city.

[ Really, that news was the only thing keeping her inside the city walls. Setting down roots, especially in a town, isn't normally her style. ]

[noblegarnet]

[Hey, absorbing half damage is no joke, even without redirecting it!!]

R-right. [The evil magic plague. A nice reminder of why he has little desire to head outside the city walls any time soon... or like, ever.] The Cwyld. Apparently I'm pretty susceptible to it, or... I will be.

[prettyrocks]

What? [ She hadn't heard that part. There's an instant spike of concern through the bond. Worry. Protectiveness. ]

Because you're a monster? Or because of the kind of monster you are?

[noblegarnet]

It's worse for Fae, yeah.

[That said, he doesn't want her to worry too much on his behalf, especially over something he actually can do something about.]

So I plan to be careful about it. If I do ever have to go out there, [god forbid] I'll take every precaution I can.

[... he was basically planning to never leave the city, but what if there's an emergency? He's had a lot on his mind, so the idea hadn't come up yet.]

Hmm. I guess I should look into that.

[prettyrocks]

For sure... If you ever have to go, I'll go with you so I can make sure I destroy the Cwyld stuff before it ever gets to you.

[ Destroy it... by setting it on fire! ]

[noblegarnet]

Heh... thanks. I guess I'll be relying on you.

[They'll cross that bridge when they get to it......]

[prettyrocks]

Don't mention it! After all, what are bond partners for?

[ It'll be f i n e ]

[noblegarnet]

Right.

[Protecting and helping each other probably is part of what most bonded partners do. Not that he's paid much attention to the customs; he really could not care less about the culture around them.

... perhaps he should have paid a little more attention regarding the sharing of emotions, but.]

Let me know when you want me to help out with that spell. I have some jobs I'm looking into later today, but I'm sure I can make time at some point this week.

[prettyrocks]

Yeah? I took up a job, too, at the Sly Seadog Tavern. But they're pretty chill about letting me do my own thing in between the lunch and dinner rushes. If you want to come over there sometime tomorrow, I'll probably be there most of the day, and then I'm staying in a room upstairs, so I'll be there at night, too.

[noblegarnet]

Oh, are you?

[She's staying at an inn, rather than the free housing? Maybe that's just her comfort level... he can't pretend he understands the adventuring life.]

Alright, sure. Tomorrow night, then? If you're not too tired by then.

[prettyrocks]

[ Working in exchange for a room is kind of like free housing, in that no money is exchanging hands! Eh, it works for now. She'll find something more permanent once her gig at the Seadog is up. ]

Tomorrow night sounds good! I'll save you some dinner to pay you back, how about that?

[noblegarnet]

That would be great.

[He's not about to complain about free food—as long as he doesn't have to deal with any rowdy patrons for more than a minute or two, anyway. There's only so much his delicate sensibilities can take... before he complains, that is.]

I'll see you then.