Indeed. Hopefully that will be sooner rather than later- but I believe she will be safe in the meantime. [As to how they'll get back… she doesn't know. Hopefully a path will present itself in time, though.]
I'm glad you did. [She makes an uncertain sound, and shrugs.] Our arrival was less tumultuous, but… I fear we may see many more disturbances in the common moons. This last storm seems to have coincided with the newly-born deity being… rather displeased with that turn of events. [Ah, that…. She reaches up, rubbing the back of her head.] That's… well, when we cast here, it draws on our own reserves- though the power here is called Manna. It serves much the same purpose, but rather than restoring itself through rest, we need to connect with others to build it up. If I may?
[She offers him her hand, palm upturned.]
The others always spoke of you as a man of passion. I hope it serves you well.
[To the Embassy! She's quite happy to lead the way, giving a nod.]
I have every confidence that she will be, she learns so quickly, and Mor Dhona is one of the safest places I can think of.
[He listens, and the information he gets is... concerning, to say the least. It doesn't restore itself? Her words, with the way she held out her hand, made it clear what she meant by a connection as well. Seemed be that wandering off on his own was going to be considerably more difficult now, if the only way for him to restore his magic was through physical contact with another.
Without hesitation however, he took her hand, even as he still pondered over what she'd told him. It wasn't hard, however, to see what she was getting at as the connection was made, and that low, gentle sensation of manna forming traveled through his fingers. Oh.
Off and away to the Embassy then, still keenly observing, feeling, the synchrony.]
Aye, it'll be a change to adjust to... I've never stayed anywhere long enough to call a single place my home. [How does one take care of a house? Oh he's never had to think about that before.]
[She hesitates for a step- she remembers Mor Dhona when it was less built up, but… well, they certainly are well established now.] She certainly won't want for company, I'm sure.
[Well- resting helps, as usual, but- touching helps a little more immediately.
She gives his hand a gentle squeeze, warm; largely curious, still.]
No? A true wanderer, then…. But I hope you'll be happy. Certainly I'll be willing to assist- I expect the others would, as well.
[A squeeze that's returned without a second thought, as if he were used to such a thing. The slow but steady flow of manna is as good as a mental balm for him, soothing the admittedly small amounts of concern and anxiety that he felt in conjunction with the current circumstances. It was welcome, calming.]
I find myself easily pleased, so long as there be something to occupy my hours with, friends to fill my days and a tavern with good drink to visit.
What of you? Have you found your time here fulfilling?
[It does give her the confidence that X'rhun will find a way to manage here. And… it does give her the sense that he's reliable, too, which is reassuring in itself.]
Well, I'd say there's plenty of all of those here- more than I know of at this moment, I'm sure!
Ah…. [She hums.] It's been interesting! Still more to explore, of course, but… how could I not be curious about a new land?
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I'm glad you did. [She makes an uncertain sound, and shrugs.] Our arrival was less tumultuous, but… I fear we may see many more disturbances in the common moons. This last storm seems to have coincided with the newly-born deity being… rather displeased with that turn of events. [Ah, that…. She reaches up, rubbing the back of her head.] That's… well, when we cast here, it draws on our own reserves- though the power here is called Manna. It serves much the same purpose, but rather than restoring itself through rest, we need to connect with others to build it up. If I may?
[She offers him her hand, palm upturned.]
The others always spoke of you as a man of passion. I hope it serves you well.
[To the Embassy! She's quite happy to lead the way, giving a nod.]
It's good to have somewhere to lay your hat, aye?
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[He listens, and the information he gets is... concerning, to say the least. It doesn't restore itself? Her words, with the way she held out her hand, made it clear what she meant by a connection as well. Seemed be that wandering off on his own was going to be considerably more difficult now, if the only way for him to restore his magic was through physical contact with another.
Without hesitation however, he took her hand, even as he still pondered over what she'd told him. It wasn't hard, however, to see what she was getting at as the connection was made, and that low, gentle sensation of manna forming traveled through his fingers. Oh.
Off and away to the Embassy then, still keenly observing, feeling, the synchrony.]
Aye, it'll be a change to adjust to... I've never stayed anywhere long enough to call a single place my home. [How does one take care of a house? Oh he's never had to think about that before.]
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[Well- resting helps, as usual, but- touching helps a little more immediately.
She gives his hand a gentle squeeze, warm; largely curious, still.]
No? A true wanderer, then…. But I hope you'll be happy. Certainly I'll be willing to assist- I expect the others would, as well.
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I find myself easily pleased, so long as there be something to occupy my hours with, friends to fill my days and a tavern with good drink to visit.
What of you? Have you found your time here fulfilling?
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Well, I'd say there's plenty of all of those here- more than I know of at this moment, I'm sure!
Ah…. [She hums.] It's been interesting! Still more to explore, of course, but… how could I not be curious about a new land?