Adele LeBlanc (
fleurdesel) wrote in
faderift2016-03-05 05:31 pm
[ OPEN ] Days too full, nights too dark
WHO: Adelaide & You
WHAT: Catch all for end of Guardian & Drakonis
WHEN: All of Drakonis
WHERE: EDL, Skyhold
NOTES: some prompts to follow, poke me via PM or plurk if you want a particular starter!
WHAT: Catch all for end of Guardian & Drakonis
WHEN: All of Drakonis
WHERE: EDL, Skyhold
NOTES: some prompts to follow, poke me via PM or plurk if you want a particular starter!
[ The Healing Tents ]
Even if nothing else seems to be certain- this much she knows she has right. Every scrape, every wound, every cough she mends with a faint murmur and twist of Compassion's power. Here things are simpler. There is an injury, she is to mend it. No questions of morality or trust beyond that which her patients put in her to see them made well. It's simpler. It's a relief, honestly, after the current mess. Here if nowhere else she can trust her judgement beyond a shadow of a doubt. Now and then the lantern outside showing she is taking patients is shuttered- feel free to come in and find her drinking tea with a cold compress to her forehead. Migraines, Oh joy.
[ The Library ]
For every answer there are at least ten to twenty more questions- though the further along she goes the more precise she might make them and the less dithering about archaic academic footnotes she has to endure. Still she hunches over texts with notes, ink staining her fingers, tea at her elbow long since gone cold as she sketches and notes what scraps of something coherent she can find in these rituals on spirits, the fade, and demons. Either deep in thought, scribbling furiously, or dozing in her chair she is easy to find in the far corner, candle melting down the hours.
[ The Garden ]
Lessons in the morning, sparring in the evening, meditations around midday or tea with whomever she finds that has been overworking themselves just as much as she has which will not do. Adelaide sits here cool and calm at dawn, sculptures of ice spinning through her fingers in forms and shapes that meld and melt and meld over and over- in the early day with her students going over magical theory or discussing with them one on one their fears about demons and fade dreams, in the evening with a rapier, practicing forms, or late at night when she is unable to sleep, staring at scorched earth grass is only just beginning to grow over.

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Something she says gives Hermione a bit of hope, and she straightens up a little, interested. "Wands are a point of focus, just like what I imagine a staff to be. They're just smaller and easier to conceal, which I suppose isn't much of a selling point when magic isn't a secret here. We don't have the Fade, or at least if we do we certainly don't call it that; magic is simply primal energy that certain people have access to and certain people don't, little different from a reflex. But... you can cast magic by hand here? So if I practice with that hard enough, would I be able to work spells the way I'm used to? I'd really rather not have to learn to tap into the Fade, if such a thing is possible."
She's heard too many stories about demons, and quite frankly, she'd rather deal with those as little as possible.
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"It varies from circle to circle, mage to mage. But if you know the gesture and the shape of the spell you wish to cast? You can do so without a staff. Some find it simpler to have that point of focus and it is an excellent means of self defense should magic fail. I do not know how magic works in your world- but if a certain gesture is required- it is possible you might manage, here, with your hands rather than a wand. I would recommend attempting both and seeing which suits you best."
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Thinking it over, Hermione asks, "What do you mean by the shape of the spell? Wandless magic is mostly just a matter of concentrating our will so that we can use magical energy without filtering it through a wand. It can be tricky, since it's possible for it to not work at all or else to work a little too well, if you overcompensate and have poor control over it."
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