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Magnolia was in a bit of a panic. No well....she was in full blown panic. Dorien was merely flickering in her senses like a dying flame. The sensation made her heart squeeze and her chest hurt, Dorien! She tried calling him again.

((Ugh....that was dreadful....))

"You are correct." Quinn answered, "Yule is his name, the God of Time. You are well versed in your knowledge."

But Ashra's next set of questions caught Quinn slightly off guard. Why had he come to Signet City? What was his real purpose there? Yule had not given him the pleasure of such knowledge. He happened upon Remus Sect in Signet City, which was a true treat. So he figured he was meant to help his friend in whatever he needed done. But was there perhaps more? The city was so filled with magical energy that it was almost intoxicating to one such as Quinn, so he had not even considered the other possibilities.

"To answer you truthfully, Ashra," Quinn began slowly, coming to terms with the words he was about to speak, "I don't know. I came here at the will of the God of Time. He did not give me the pleasure of why he wanted me here; he only told me to be here. Time would reveal everything else when it was necessary, the one thing that Yule himself controls but at the same time does not."

He paused, trying to collect his thoughts further, "When I first arrived and happened upon my good friend Remus, I was sure that that was why Yule brought me to this city. I was to aid him in awakening the Ten, the Old Leaders. I set aside myself, set aside my never ending goal to learn all that I can, in order to do so. But now that you propose the question to me, Ashra, I'm not sure that I know if that was the reason for my coming to this wonderful, cursed city. With the Awakening of the Ten coming to a close, what purpose do I really have here? Do I have a purpose here?"

A small smile broke Quinn's straight face as he stared back into the young leader's eyes, "Something tells me that you have an idea as to why I'm here, Ashra. If you have the time, if you have the energy, I ask humbly that you enlighten me. The purpose that I once thought I had has come to a close, and I wish to go back to what I once had."

The child leader for once looked surprised at hearing such a question aimed at him. He remained in his crouched position a moment longer and then slowly slipped away from the bench, and held on to the railing, as if remembering that he indeed was weak.

"I control the flow of energy that passes through all of us," Ashra began, seemingly moving to another subject, "It is part of the reason I have chosen this form for in children, energy flows through them unabated and without the constraints an adult unconsciously sets. This flow is ancient, but I do not believe it is as old as Yule and the power he holds. But I do believe that I can give you atleast a better hint than just sending you to this place as he did."

For a moment, he looked almost proud of himself before the usual smirk appeared across his face, "Give me your hand." he lifted his small hand expectantly, "I shall find out soon enough."

[Argh...gotta wait for the others before finishing up for Moneko... whee ]

((>.< Thanks....))

Magnolia blanched and there was that unpleasant sensation like a flurry of butterflies were battering around inside of her. Her breath came in sharply, "Oh Dorien..." She murmered. What had happened while she hadn't been payin attention. She wanted to ask him so much, the question burned at her lips but she pressed them together and held off. Find Tyran....that meant finding Goldie as well.... She only nodded silently and reached out to touch him gently before back away and slipping out.

She had to catch her breath once she was outside and it took almost all she had not to fall over. She closed her eyes and took slow deep breaths and then reached out and out.....She didn't sense Tyran in the elvan realms. With a galvanic effort, she latched onto the Nocturne and heaved, popping outside the establishment. She let her breath puff out and had to reach out and brace herself against the wall until her head stopped spinning.

She stared down at the ground and proceeded to kick herself, if shed been paying attention, if she hadn't let him out of her sight....he wouldn't be like this, would he? She set her jaw against the onslaught of tears, managing to push them back again, swallowing a lump painfully and taking a few more deep breaths. She jumped when someone touched her shoulder and swung around, blinking at Goldie. She stared at the woman. She was in a little black coctail dress. It was sleevless, she noticed, hugging the woman's curves and ending just above her knees. She was wearing high patten leather black heals and broad shiney black braclets, one on each wrist.

She wasn't particularly sure why it was she was completely fixated on the other woman's outfit but it looked good.

Goldie frowned and turned, "Tyran."

Tyran stood nearby and for once did have a comepletely clueless expression on his face. He had obtained a good amount of experience atleast to hide the innocence he still had. But at the sight of seeing Magnolia upset, it concern took over.

"Is she alright Goldie?" Tyran asked, moving to the succubus's side, "What has happened?"

((*head-desk* hello? *listens to echo*))

Quinn was both amazed and confused as the magic unfolded before him. It was an ancient magic so far gone that he hardly recognized it, but his parents and the elders of his village had used it perhaps once or twice. To see the very threads of life and power that flowed through him was both a terrifying and enlightening experience. But then Ashra asked his question. How was he to become entirely neutral? Or a more appropriate question, exactly how neutral must he become?

"I have given my life to my art up until the recent events of the past while." Quinn began, "I have held no ties to any group, organization, or people. I joined the Lotus Base in order to help Remus. To become neutral..."

His thought broke off momentarily before he continued, "I give my time to my friends. I give my time to those I care about. I use my magic for those I care about. It is why I took up magic to begin with. That, Ashra, however neutral I must become, could never change. I can break my ties to the Lotus Base; I can break my ties to every group unless it were on a temporary basis made for learning. But I cannot leave my friends. They have made me who I am."

He stood up, towering over the child leader as he did so, "My friends make me who I am. I wish to utilize my full power, but if I must give up them to do so then it is not a power I want. Kiran, Remus's cousin, is my apprentice. Remus is my best friend. Lina, his wife, took me in and gave me a home here. I cannot let go of that. Please Ashra, if I may, allow me to hang on to those few things that I hold dear in this life. Allow me to help those I care about. If that cannot be, then I will have to find another way to break the bonds that you have shown me this day."

By this point, tears had come to Quinn's eyes. He couldn't, and wouldn't, give up everything solely for magical power. It wasn't worth it. Especially since he took up the art for all the things he was just asked to forsake. He hoped that Ashra would understand that, and he hoped that possibly Ashra would all him more power despite it all.