well that was certainly something

[sonofsnow]

Arikat Kal'amm has had a very stressful morning. His mother revealed that she was going to sacrifice him to Virgloth in exchange for passage to her home dimension, then she was murdered by a roving band of Krann'gol raiders, and they tried to take him as a slave, but he fell into a portal... All in all, it's just been a really rotten day.

Anyway, he just fell into a portal. He's fallen onto some kind of... plant life? Tiny green leaves sticking out of the ground. (The ground is really soft. Kind of disturbing. Leaves also soft. He didn't even break anything.)

"Fucking hells," he says, mostly for form's sake.

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[missnicegirl]

"Until today my magic also didn't do anything except move things around," she says.

[sonofsnow]

"Okay, so how about you try to teach it to look at itself, and then we trot off to a population center and make sure that nobody who isn't a happy friendly smart girl has the game-breaking magic? Just, you know, as a precaution. Or you could try remote-scrying for it, even, I don't know that it'd work with your magics but we've no reason to put limits on it."

[missnicegirl]

"That's an interesting idea but I'm not sure exactly how it would work," she says thoughtfully.

[sonofsnow]

"Would it help if I showed you how I'd do it with my own magic? Divination's easy, I could pull it off without that much prep."

[missnicegirl]

"Sure."

[sonofsnow]

Ari dashes outside again, then comes back with a chunk of clear rock crystal. (Where he found it is anyone's guess.) He shapes it into a sharp-edged convex lens, then clenches his fist around it until blood drips down his arm, chanting something about sight beyond sight. When he opens his hand, the lens is clean and looks no different to normal vision.

"Here you go! It shows you the flows of magic. Although apparently there aren't really any flows of my kind of magic around here except the ones I'm using."

[missnicegirl]

"...Would you like me to heal that?" she inquires, on observing that his hand is still cut. The lens floats over so she can inspect it.

[sonofsnow]

"Huh?" He glances at his hand. "Sure, if you want the practice."

[missnicegirl]

It heals.

Matilda looks contemplatively at/through the lens.

[sonofsnow]

It makes things glow a little bit! Ari in particular is quite glowy, in ways that may mean certain things if she looks hard enough. In a while. Not yet. Pretty colors!

[missnicegirl]

Pretty colours, yes. Now that she's seen what it does, she floats the lens out of her way and looks at Ari by herself, floating her translation stone beside him.

See magic. And don't just see magic, understand magic. Understand it very clearly and very thoroughly.



Some time passes.

[sonofsnow]

Ari decides to amuse himself with telekinesis. He lifts a mug and has it loop-the-loop around him.

...Tries to do that, at least. It doesn't seem to want to go? Furrowing his brow, he-

Crash!

"Shit!"

[missnicegirl]

"Oh dear," sighs Matilda.

[sonofsnow]

"Sorry, that's, uh, never happened before."

He investigates the shards of crockery. "The fuck, magic? Not appreciated."

[missnicegirl]

"Does that sort of thing happen often?"

[sonofsnow]

"No! I just said that's never happened before. Happens when you're really new to magic, I guess, but I never did TK when I was that little."

He scoops up the mug bits and starts melting the seams back together. "Least it's made of earth. I'm pretty sure I'd forget how to breathe before earth magic started being a problem."