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 Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 4:47 pm
Except that no one would take me serious because I look like a child! Gion thought, growing angry and frustrated. What would the point be?
He sighed. I'm sorry, that was out of line. But what do you mean, learn magic? Is it possible to do magic that you're not born with?
And then another question. Could you teach me?
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 4:54 pm
But you are born with magic.
Daemon pointed out.
Elves... unless you are fair different from the ones I am familiar with, are born as magical beings. To lack a gift doesn't mean to you don't have it, it just means you cannot access it without thinking.
Daemon 'showed' Gion images, of his wife, of Long with his long ponytail, of the students he had grew up with at the school.
All living beings have a bit of magic, how much though depends on nature and race. Humans perhaps are considered to have the least magic out of all the races, but have potential spiritually and mentally to go beyond their boundaries. Well that and the fact the mage families tend to try and introduce their children to other mages has something to do with it.
He recalled he had been doing research before the whole incident to see if there were mages or seers farther back into his family, he never did get around to finishing it.
I can teach you a lot of the basic meditiation to sense things, that is what I was taught, magic spells and the like you'll need a teacher from Gaia.
Well that and Daemon didn't know what effects the bond had between the two of them the stronger he got.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 4:56 pm
Gion nodded slowly. I would like that, he agreed.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:02 pm
When we are at somewhere safe and there is little fear of something jumping you at night.
Daemon replied.
That would be a good time as any, he figured, since meditation took conceration.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:04 pm
Perhaps we could stop at the cave, Gion suggested thoughtfully. We're nearly there. Because I don't think we'll be safe from surprises until we reach the Borderlands.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:07 pm
I suppose that would be as good as a place as any.
Daemon agreed, trying to figure out which excerise would be best to start.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:13 pm
As Gion approached the mountain, he sheathed Daemon on his back and shrugged off his rucksack. He dug around inside it, looking for a particular stone he'd found ...
He found it after a few moments, then put his bag back on his back. He left Daemon on his back however: the sheath Riordan had designed for it allowed for skin-to-blade contact so they could still talk. Riordan had rolled his eyes at Gion's request, but he had done as asked.
He cupped the stone in his hands, warming it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:24 pm
Daemon knew he had been shifted about a bit, though not sure how or where only that he was in his sheath. He kind of wondered what happened to Yume's sheath, he did hope Long picked it up afterwards otherwise his wife was going to kill him.... proverbially speaking of course.
What are you doing?
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:26 pm
Gion grinned and rubbed the stone a bit to make it warm up faster.
Getting ready to go into the cave, he replied cheerfully. I want to make sure nothing's in there that's going to jump out at us while we're doing whatever it is you want us to do.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:32 pm
Daemon had to blink... if he could.
I see... I think... not really.... but well you know....
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:42 pm
Well, being as it's a cave, it's probably going to be dark in there, Gion explained. And while my eyesight is good, I can't see in the pitch blackness. Have you ever heard of a lightstone?
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:44 pm
No... not that I can recall.
Daemon admitted slowly.
What is it? Exactly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 6:00 pm
It's a stone that, when it gets warm, glows and provides light, Gion explained. Ah, I called it the wrong name ... it's not a lightstone, that's something different. This one is a glowstone.
He held it up and looked at it, then warmed it in his hands again. It's basically quartzite with phosphorus all through it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 6:05 pm
There's a difference?
Both names suggested the same thing after all so Daemon really didn't knwo the difference between the two.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 6:12 pm
Gion nodded. They're very different, he replied. They're not even close to the same thing ...
He decided that the best way to explain the difference would be to show Daemon, and he showed him a picture of three golden stones, perfectly round, perfectly smooth, identical in size, the perfect size that all three would fit comfortably in someone's hand. They were beautiful, at once clear and opaque, golden and white.
Lightstones, he explained. A kind of aelfstan - elfstone.
Then he showed Daemon the glowstone: a rock, smooth but oblong, about the size of a child's fist. It was white and had glowing green stuff all through it.
Glowstone.
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