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Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on July 05, 2005, 11:33:26 AM
08 Aug 591 (the night after Session 6 & Beachstock).

Inside the tent shared by T'Riad, Mel, Elberrin, and Amaril. Night had long since settled upon the beach outpost and bed beckoned the weary companions. Mel's hammock swayed to and fro as the young hobbit rocked restlessly, his skin itching slightly.

"Amaril?"

"You awake?" Groans filled the tent as his bunkmates, nearing the edge of sleep awakened anew. "I've been trying to get my arms around something, and it occurs to me that perhaps I should have asked you first. Why is it that different spell casters get the same results, but use different gestures and words, not to mention different materials?"
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Dray on September 23, 2005, 06:06:38 PM
[OOC] That was very entertaining all. Thanks for that.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 16, 2005, 08:56:29 AM
"Oh, thanks, but no. I think I'll watch and learn. I like to watch."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 09:11:07 PM
"You're more than welcome to accompany us. That is, if you can ignore the calling for a moonlit snack."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 08:44:47 PM
"Care to join us Mel? We could kneel!" :)
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 15, 2005, 04:40:33 PM
Mel followed his two campanions from the tent, mumbling and sniffing as though he had contracted a cold. He followed at a short distance and watched his two friends ebb and flow under the alien stars.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 03:47:43 PM
"Elberrin! Wait up!"
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 03:40:45 PM
T'riad turns to see that Elberrin is already leaving the tent.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 03:35:45 PM
"If that's the way you see it then I'm not going to argue. It's not up to me to make it make sense for you. Cultures often don't understand each other. The important thing is that they try. Now, if you'll excuse me, I want to go practice my sword. Elberrin, are you ready?"
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 15, 2005, 03:27:47 PM
"How would one share a hermitage? That's confusing. The problem with you big folks is that you all seem to talk in tongues. You say things from out of nowhere, are often self-contradictory, and just make no sense. Militant humanoids from the deep indeed."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 01:50:26 PM
8O
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 01:49:40 PM
"One thing? I didn't say one thing did I? Wait...I said 'it's the only thing of our shared heritage'. You left out the 'shared heritage' part."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 15, 2005, 01:43:06 PM
Quote from: wildfire
"Actually no. I'm going out to reaquaint myself with the sword. I don't eat between supper and breakfast."


"Isn't that more or less the definition?" Mel asked as he walked from the tent. "I mean, once you've no longer been eating, which should really bear some rules, by the way, and you eat again, then you are breaking your fast, are you not? Hence, the word 'breakfast'. It is that time when you break your fast, right? I suppose by this solid logic, then, that any time when you eat you are breaking your fast. Does 'fast' carry some time-bound, deterministic dimension? How is it that your master could only teach you one thing? Did he study just that for all his life? I can't see how people can do that - one thing over and over and over and over and over and over and over...your eyes start to cross. Ever feel like you could fly? I think it might be fun to be a camel one day. I've heard that they never really have to drink, but when they do they can increase their body weight by a third - which is more than I weigh to begin with - inside of ten minutes. Now *that's* fast, and they don't even break."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 01:41:42 PM
"Well, like me he grew up in the monastary. So he never really got to know the ways of typical elven culture...if it can be called typical. The only thing he was taught was the sword. He passed that knowledge to me in the hopes of giving some sort of common thread to me and other elves of the world...it's a sort of cultural badge."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 01:34:39 PM
"Quite the teacher."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 01:31:47 PM
"Then I suppose the two of us will both be out of practice!" T'Riad looks around at the others and says, "If anyone else would care to sharpen their martial skills you're welcome to join us. We'll be on the far side of the beack towards the corral."

T'Riad draws his blade and says to Elberrin, "My master back in Rieuwood gave me this sword. He said it's that it's the only part of our shared heritage that he can teach me. The rest I would have to learn on my own."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 01:23:04 PM
"Not since I left the wood."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 01:16:07 PM
"I feel like i'm going to be clumsy with the sword. I'm so used to my other weapons. I must give it a balanced amount of time so my skill doesn't fall away. Have you ever sparred with anyone with the sword?"
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 01:09:29 PM
"You know, food does tend to bother my stomach before morning." Elberrin ponders for a moment.

"Now that I think about it, I haven't picked up my sword but to strap it on my belt since before I got on the boat. Perhaps I shall."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 01:04:16 PM
"Actually no. I'm going out to reaquaint myself with the sword. I don't eat between supper and breakfast." T'Riad gets up out of his cot and looks over to Elberrin, "You're welcome to come with me if you like."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 01:03:29 PM
"I think they are. I for one, need some coffee. Even if they are not, I'd wager you could persuede the cook." Elberrin smirks very slightly.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 15, 2005, 12:05:20 PM
Quote from: Matt
"T,'riad, are you going to the mess hall?"


"Hey, that's a *great* idea. All this talk of food is making me hungry! Are they open this time of night?"

Mel swung down from his hammock and headed for the door mumbling something about sqeezing fey for their juice.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 10:49:42 AM
OOC: OH! Well, in THAT case...

Elberrin puffs a quick sigh, stands and stretches.

"T,'riad, are you going to the mess hall?"
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 15, 2005, 09:50:58 AM
Yep - we all bunk together, and it's late at night.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Griznuq on September 15, 2005, 07:49:26 AM
OOC: Is Elberrin in this tent too? I can't remember...
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on September 15, 2005, 07:35:37 AM
"I'm much too awake to go back to sleep", T'Riad thinks to himself. "It's been a while since I've practiced with the sword. I haven't unsheathed it since the monastary. Well, time to scratch the rust off of the skill."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 14, 2005, 08:22:43 PM
"These are more or less my points exactly." Mel expounds. "You will that something be done and KERWHUMP!!! [he claps his hands loudly in the dark] the thing is done.

"Casters come in all different hinds, and it seems to me that it ends up that there are dozens of ways to get a job done, and each caster has his down set of predilections as to how to go about their particular kind of casting. Some are so presumptuouss as to believe that "their way" [air quotes] is best, or the only "right" [air quotes] way to get the job done."

"Mom used to regularly substitute yams in her recipes for sweet potatoes, and you know what? We were still fed, that's what."

Mel mumbled to himself for a moment before continuing on. "In Dullstrand, I knew this fellow who could cast spells, but every now and then I'd swear that he'd use a pinch of gravel instead of a pinch of sand or even dust - metaphorically speaking, of course.

There was a lady I knew in the Menowood, name of Laeritin, she made the best black bird stew...never got a beak or a finger in it, she caught the birds herself. I never did understand how she caught those things. I mean, the fly and everything. Quick and shifty too. [mumbles for a moment]. Oh, yeah, Learitin, she was very close to the animals and stuff and she told me that the material component wasn't really all that necessary anyway. Instead of using yew (not you (pointing)) she might use maple or oak. She said that it might have an impact on the spell, but the results would be essentially the same." *yawn*

"What a boring subject. Why did you bring this up, anyway?"
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Dray on September 14, 2005, 01:09:10 PM
With his eyes closed, Amaril smiled at Mel's comment.

"The casting of priestly magic is a devotion to one's deity. I would hardly call what I and many others do as 'playing with a puppy'" he said, reaching up and using quote marks in the air, much to Mel's delight.

"Acolytes of any faith need to use the proper gestures, verbal commands and material components not only to bend the magic to their will, but to promote to their deity that they have studied in a way that he or she has deemed."

He continued, his eyes still closed, "One other thing Mel. For clerics, there is more to it then just actions which have been learned. It is that very connection to our patron god that allows the magic to come forth. That is why we pray for our spells each morning. It is yet another way divine magic is different from the arcane."

He knew he was opening the door to a flood of question from Mel, but he figured he was awake anyway.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on September 06, 2005, 11:39:25 AM
"Rules, huh?" That word always left a sour taste in Mel's mouth. "I was kind of thinking that there were almost no actual rules, and it's more the will of the individual to...I don't know...coerce this "magic fabric" (his air quotes were lost, no doubt, to the closed eyes of his companions) into doing what you want it to do."

"I often imagine that it's a living thing; all you need to do is ask it to do what you want it to do. If it likes you, and it is your friend, it'll do what you ask. Kind of like playing with a puppie."

He was going to suggest that it must be like "working with a powerful living force", but "playing with a puppie" might get a rise out of his friend and companion, and Mel just couldn't pass up such a serendipitous opportunity.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Dray on September 02, 2005, 12:41:50 PM
Amaril shitfed his weight and laid on his back, after a moment (OOC: a real long one) he answered.

"It is because there are laws within the magic itself. Magic, sorcery, blessings, and whatever you may call it, is governed by rules. Much the same as Nature."

He stopped a moment, Mel almost questioned further before he continued, "A lion may rip the throat from its prey, a snake may leave its victim without air, the result is the same. The death of the other animal. Death is a finite constant that can occur from different causes. Magic is similar to that."

Mel thought Amaril must still be half asleep.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on August 24, 2005, 08:15:44 PM
OOC: Is this thread going to continue...Dray?
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on July 06, 2005, 06:08:42 PM
T'Riad thinks to himself, "Smell? I didn't notice any smell..."
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Johan on July 06, 2005, 01:10:28 PM
Mel knew that Amaril had answered, but the halfling wasn't quite sure what his tent-mate had said. Though given that the answer was short he was sure that it wasn't actually an answer of any sort.

"And what about the smell that accompanies your spell casting?"

Mel's eyes shifted in the dark; he wondered if he had said that, or did he only think it. He held his breath.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Dray on July 06, 2005, 12:45:51 PM
"This couldn't wait until morning Mel?" asked the sleepy Amaril.

Mel thought him grumpy, as he had observed Amalia giving him a cold shoulder at beachstock.
Title: Mel Questions Amaril
Post by: Wildfire on July 05, 2005, 01:08:01 PM
T'Riad opens his eyes and his about to answer sarcastically in the hopes of quieting the little halfling. Realizing that this attempt would not only be fruitless but could actually cause him to get louder, T'Riad stays quiet.

Then he starts to think about the question. T'Riad thinks to himself, "That's a good question. Perhaps it's just simply two different routes up to the top of the same mountain. I wonder what Amaril will say to explain this"

Hearing the soft waves dance up to the shore T'Riad waits for the answer.