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[incaenstrix]

WHO: Character(s)
WHAT: Various open prompts for MAKING FRIENDS
WHEN: Eh, nowish
WHERE: Around the Gallows
NOTES: Potential references to slavery, anxiety, and injury.

i. The Courtyard, night
There have been times in the past when Tertia has had a bed to sleep in. But when she was servus publicus, she slept on a thin pad on the hard floor, and when she was fighting with the People she slept in a bedroll out in the field. She had a bed with the Magister, though. Soft and stuffed with goose-down. Gentle cotton sheets.

So sleeping in a bed has proven to be nearly an impossibility. And so at night, she's been taking a blanket and a thin pillow out to the courtyard, and she's been laying them down on the ground beneath the stars - or the clouds - to sleep.

The downside to this, though: she's likely a near-invisible figure in the dark. Someone taking a late-night stroll might well trip over a small sleeping girl, or might be startled to find that something out of the corner of their eye when they're having a smoke is stirring, elf-eyes glinting in the dark.


ii. The Library, daytime
There are signs when someone isn't a particularly adept reader. Tertia bears those signs: her lips move as she reads, forming the sounds unconsciously, and her finger traces along the lines as she goes along. But she also doesn't waver. She sits for actual hours, focused intensely on the work, determination in the set of her jaw and the furrow of her brow.


iii. The Training Grounds, daytime; action brackets preferred
Excuse me.

[ A young elf woman might approach you while you're training. Her staff makes it clear that she's a mage. Her manner is softspoken and mild, and she asks - ]

Would you tell me a bit more about your fighting style? Where did you learn it?


iv. Wildcard
[ do WHATEVER ]

Comments

[incaenstrix]

You did?

[ She blinks, both surprised and interested. ]

But - It's hard to imagine you needing anything besides magic.

[ you're so cool and powerful. ]

[luaithre]

Magebane can render a mage too drained of their vitality to access their magic. Templars are able to silence a mage's connection to the Fade. Sometimes, an enemy may simply slip too close to allow you to cast.

[ The implicit flattery of her query is eased by as he recites these things, gently. His visible scars probably had to come from somewhere, not being so cool and powerful as to leave battles unscathed. ]

But [ he adds ] in learning precision and speed and power, it was useful to me as an exercise without needing to manage magic at the same time.

[incaenstrix]

Who could teach that?

[ If he thinks it’s worth it, it’s worth it. And probably not worth his time - he’s a teacher of magic, after all, and anyone can teach sticks. ]