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Post by Flint on Sept 24, 2023 14:59:06 GMT 1
**Of course there's other dangers. Weather and all the common traps of nature. Poisonous plants. Dangerous animals. People that behave in a way dangerous to others.** The latter of course he knew barely anything about, apart from warnings by Ivy and what they concluded themselves. But his mind was full of dangers of all kinds, always on edge, always adapting to the next situation. He wasn't used to sitting down and enjoying peace, to think about anything other than survival. It'd one day come crashing down, without doubt. No one could live constantly in edge.
Keleero could not possible make an enemy of Flint, if only because he knew nothing of social interactions. As long as his sense of danger didn't react, he presumed it to be fine. On the same time, Flint was self-sufficient by the nature of his upbringing, barely knowing to ask for help and certainly not aware of needing anything from others. Only his brother and no one could fill that hole.
**Not like I could look for it if I wanted too. It's a feeling that just... happens.** Tapping into that part of his magic was not going to happen all too soon. **We've always learned by careful exploring.** Just Sapling wasn't here, to smother his fire when his magic went wrong. And while Mahrak sure would be capable of doing the same, he wasn't sure if the redhead would understand the 'why'.
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Post by Keleero on Feb 11, 2024 17:50:33 GMT 1
**Then we are agreed. The world is full of dangers we must prepare for, and they're not all magical.** Keleero hoped he'd managed to steer them out of the spiral they'd been caught in. It was far more of a challenge to teach magic this way, he had to admit, if only to himself. Guiding someone who he'd just met, who'd lived a life far different from his own before coming here. Still, he had to try.
And Flint just offered up a new path for this conversation to go.
**'Just happens'? You mean, you can't reach out with your sense for magic, search things out with it?** Here was something solid he could possibly aid with. Feeling magic may not be among his own skills, but he'd plenty experience guiding those who had it. Especially in his younger days.
That said, it began to truly sink in for Keleero that Flint hadn't had his own education on magic and all its variations. The youth could shape fire and sense magic, as well as send, that much was obvious, but he wasn't flashy about such things. Who knew what other talents he might be unaware of having?
**How would you describe your magic skills? It's clear you're a fireshaper, but that you also have a sense for magic. Is there...anything else?**
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Post by Flint on Feb 14, 2024 23:09:32 GMT 1
Flint shrugged, unaware that people normally had control over their skills, especially magic ones. **Never bothered trying. It just does. Like having your eyes closed but knowing the sun just came out.** And since this was a warning happening fractions before danger came, how could he predict and do that on his own? Seemed more sensible to let it be, to trust it would keep working.
**The think-talk?** Easy enough, once he understood what the others were talking about. Though with his brother it had been more images and concepts, they barely needed words to understand each other. **There's the delays, but everyone got that for generations. Same as feeling magic.** Irritated him to no end that the others here couldn't do this, could in parts not even grasp what he was talking about.
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Post by Keleero on Feb 25, 2024 15:50:22 GMT 1
Keleero took in what Flint said with a slight, concentrated frown. He shouldn't be surprised that Flint hadn't bothered trying to control his magical feeling - not with all the other things he'd surely had to focus on just to survive in his home - but it made it a challenge to formulate and motivate why and how they should train that skill. Hearing sending referred to as 'think-talk' was briefly amusing, and a good deal tragic, but it barely registered along the other concept Flint brought up heartbeats later.
**The 'delays'?** The word clearly had meanings wrapped around it, but Keleero couldn't fully take in what Flint meant. It wasn't a magic Keleero had ever heard of, not in those terms at least. Something everyone had for generations? What in the world... **I'm not sure I fully grasp what you mean by 'delays'. Could you use other words? Show me?**
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Post by Flint on Feb 25, 2024 17:38:17 GMT 1
**Like how when another being tries to use magic on you, it won't work for a couple heartbeats?** That this was usually with ill intention was self-explanatory, in his world. Showing was easier:
white trees scattered across a field of grass, the inkling of being watched, being in danger that announced magic about to happen. A mirage dashing between the trees, like a deer made of mirrors, camouflaged by reflections. A knife-sharp gust of wind send their direction, the first one missing, the second... not happening. And they simply turned to run, cries of anger behind, saved by the idea of 'stop' being thrown out on instinct at the others magic. But they knew it didn't hold up for too long, so they still must flee.
He had the uncomfortable feeling that this too wasn't as normal among elves as he'd believed all his life.
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Post by Keleero on Mar 4, 2024 21:05:53 GMT 1
Keleero received Flint's sending with some trepidation. He'd expected utter chaos, based on how Flint had been describing his world, and it was almost more unsettling to experience the parts of it that looked, for a lack of a better word, 'normal'. Though the presence of trees did little to distract from the thing Flint had been attacked by. Something out of a nightmare. A good thing Keleero was used to nightmares, so despite the horror of it he could keep his expression neutral.
But that neutrality was nearly lost when Flint made clear what kind of magic he was in possession of. Fireshaping. Magic feeling. And now...
**Where I come from,** Keleero sent after a moment of fretful contemplation, **we call that "blocking". It is an unusual skill.** A dangerous skill that could send you falling from the sky should you anger its user.
Keleero fought back the urge to lie, to trick Flint into misunderstanding this aspect of his gifts, to keep him from gaining more power over others. Because that's how Keleero thought of most magic, but blocking in particular. Lying wouldn't be wise. Surely Keleero wasn't the only elf here familiar with this form of magic. Flint would find out the truth eventually, and if he learned Keleero had lied... No, unthinkable. They needed to be allies. They all needed to be allies, at least for now. So it would have to be the truth and it would have to be Flint's choice as to what they focused their practice on.
**Blocking is a skill you can improve like any other. So now you have three: shaping fire, sensing magic and snuffing magic out. Which do you wish to focus on today? Practicing them all at ones can wear you out, so my advice is we concentrate on one at the time.** He made sure to keep his mind voice distant and emotionless as he shared, only letting a little of himself seep out into the sending. He couldn't lie in sending, had never had the knack for it, but he'd worked hard for many, many centuries to keep his emotions to himself, even when touching minds.
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Post by Flint on Mar 5, 2024 20:53:22 GMT 1
Flint had no idea that this was an uncommon skill, let alone one to be perceived as dangerous. It just was, something he never had to actively think about. As far as he was concerned, the only skill he had was fire. And even that he considered more of a danger, just an useful one.
So he frowned at the proposal. **I don't think I have all of that. Fire is the only one I can use. The other... just happen. Like breathing. That's just how it's been for ages. Because the ones who could feel magic and stop the effect survived longer, had more children.** Worlds died slow enough for the people on it to adapt, where possible. Keleero holding back on emotions got barely noticed – before coming here Flint only send to his twin and he'd already figured out that nothing would compare to that connection.
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