[center][h2][b][color=orange] Nimue Pendragon [/color][/b][/h2][/center]

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[center]Year 7,432 of the 3rd Era
3rd Month, 15th Day
Location: Bervenia[/center]

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Even though she had listened to Madame Royce's words directed at her and the other "legends" here assembled in this room, at the same time the wizard felt a mixture of emotions. Currently, the most prominent one was....the odd sensation of one gets when they realize someone who is shorter than them is currently lusting over their magitech legs and calling them beautiful at the same time. Which is to say, it was a mixture of frustration, flattered feelings, and curiosity that left her struggling what to say for a minute or two as Auges checked her out like a hungry wolf would look at a crippled sheep alone in the woods. She had not really met someone who was this...intense about her magitech legs, albeit with all of them likely coming from different places an eras by a large margin, perhaps this person did not have such things back in their time as magitech legs? 

Though as Nimue looked on at this excited, small person, she noted the presence of a particularly red stone hanging around their neck. Raising an eyebrow, the mage looked at it with intent for a few moments, before a thought clicked in her head and she cast the "Lingwus" spell once again to refresh its duration. 

[color=orange]"No you can't tinker with them, especially considering that i'd like to be able to walk,"[/color] Nimue said, sound audibly frustrated at first before letting out a small sigh, placing her hands on her hips, and continuing after adopting what seemed to be a more relaxed but interested look about her, [color=orange]"Though i'd be willing to talk about their design and make with you at a later time, if you'd wish. To be honest, i did not think anyone else would be this interested in my legs."[/color]

As she spoke that last sentence towards the excited alchemist, Nimue threw a sly look and a brief wink at Morgan, before looking back hopefully in time to not have the gesture noticed by others. Heavens, it was but a simple tease, an attempt to lighten her own mood in the process as well. Albeit, she was not the best at jokes, so perhaps it came off as more awkward to the Queen of Knights. Whatever the case, the wizard sought to follow things up with another question towards this other person. 

[color=orange]"But may i ask...is that...a philosopher's stone? An actual philosopher's stone?"[/color] the mage said to Auges, intellectual curiosity and a studious look upon her face forming as she looked at the red stone without moving any closer to the already-close alchemist.

A philosopher's stone had been described and theoretical details of its make to boot in one of her own "old" books back during her lifetime, but as of yet no one she could ever recall learning of or hearing about had managed to create one. An item that in her day was legendary in and of itself and was supposedly only able to be made by the best of alchemists did not just turn up every day, as it were. She herself had dreamt at one point in her younger years of making one, but being the versatile mage she was she had not chosen to specialize in any one thing. 

[@Rune_Alchemist][@Lyla]