[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Alexis Farreacher[/color][/h1][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Cedar Ash Inn[hr][b]Interacting with:[/b] Callie Lenson[sub][@Caits][/sub][hr][hr]The charms did help as Alexis her entire body tried to balance itself out again. Still, she had some convulsions. She tried to keep it together in the presence of an actual witch. But there was only so much she could fake. Fear dripped into her psyche as she realized what just happened. Alexis had never gotten a vision when she was awake. Maybe with reason, as the magic involved almost literally attacked her. Maybe a body could only take such visions when it’s asleep? She’d want to ask the book but as always, it would probably be mute on the subject. Maybe Callie could help her, she certainly knew her way around the world of witches. Or rather, the world of witches, werewolves, druids, angels and sirens.

The very fact that she named all those creatures made Alexis’ brain race again. With one part fighting to keep her from being overwhelmed, the other part was working through what she just learned. Sirens? Mythical creatures of the sea. Alexis had read the Odyssey which described Sirens as beautiful but vicious creatures. They had a beautiful voice and their songs were so enthralling that it made sailors lose their minds and crash upon the rocks. Those things were real!? Then the angel? There were angels in this world!? Only that fact could be enough to question faith. But Alexis did not linger on that, she lingered on what she saw. A bright light. While everything else their aura burned like a candle, the angel’s was an actual flame. Which made her question just how powerful an angel was. Then there was a druid too? First she’d assume druids were merely witches with another name. But no, she didn’t see an amber aura but an emerald one. Which she guessed to be the druid. So they were something different as well? For a moment she regretted not trying to see who the druid was. But she had a clue to follow: the emerald aura.

Then there were the werewolves. Which explained quite a bit: the silver dot that moved so swiftly and spread its silver aura around was making more werewolves. Remembering just how many silver aura’s there were a shiver ran over Alexis’ back. What if they were rabid? Wild? Could they control themselves during a full moon? What else could they do? She had so many questions yet she knew that with every single one she’d ask, two more would come up. Giving the Grimoire a sideway glance, she wondered if it held some knowledge about those other creatures as well. There was no denying that it contained a vast amount of knowledge.

Callie was still upstairs but Alexis felt the need to puke pull away. Absent mindly she held one of the disks in her hand. How did she never come up with that herself? Infusing potions into disks. Just looking at the disks with amazement felt like more proof that she didn’t really know what she was doing. That and the fact that she kept her crystals charged all the time. Maybe she used the moon’s magic often enough so the crystals never got a chance to explode? Again, so many questions coursed through her. Still she smiled a little when she remembered what Callie said about them. [color=coral]”Excellent for that time of the month, really”[/color] She had the world at her finger tips and yet she never even thought about such useful things.


But Alexis looked back at the book again. She learned so much, enough to start asking it questions again. Looking at the stairs quickly, she didn’t see Callie coming down just yet. What harm could it do to ask a few questions? The young girl opened up the book and took her pen to write: Auras

But the book, once again, seemed to prefer mute on the subject. Yet, not entirely. Unlike when she asked after her nighttime visions, the book gave away something more this time. Written in red ink, it said: [i]Blood of our blood. Heir of us. You have the Sight. Be patient, oh young one. Be patient and see the truth.[/i] It felt like a rather ominous thing, but before Alexis could ask anything else the book slammed itself shut right when Callie came down.

[color=9e0b0f]“What?”[/color] asked a surprised Alexis who almost jumped up from her chair. Quickly realizing what Callie asked, she answered: [color=9e0b0f]“Oh, oh yeah. I’m fine. Thank you.”[/color] It was the truth, the charms did seem to help. She slowly took them off and put them on the table, after which she picked up her own little bone pendant, smiling at Callie. No, she didn’t kill the shark herself. In fact, there was a fair chance the shark was still alive! They constantly lost their teeth. Alexis just happened to have found that it on a trip a year ago. Holding no fear for the pendant she looped it around her neck. Keeping curious eyes on the book Callie was carrying.[/center]