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[@PaulHaynek]
FF5353

Sleeping like a log once again, Magnus did his usual routine in the mornings of trying to brush his massive mane of silver hair, only to give up after having to wrench the stuck brush out of the thick nightmarish locks. ...Maybe he should get a haircut, but scissors scared him. Perhaps he could ask someone to just cut it off with a knife, but that would look odd. Sighing, he felt at a loss as he went downstairs, his usually curly hair as curly as usual. Clapping his hands against his cheeks as he descended the stairs, Magnus fully woke himself and smiled. Today was the day that Kyle would finally fly! 

Hurriedly jogging down the stairs, he bade a good morning to everyone he saw, eagerly heading to the cabinet where he had stored the flowers and feathers for the quest that he'd had on his list for quite some time. The Sky is The Limit...a fitting title for what he hoped would be the birth of humans being able to fly. Beaming to himself, he excitedly wondered about all the possibilities that it possessed...if they had a postal service like that, then he'd be able to send letters to his Mother and Father back home, as well as his sisters, cousins, aunts, nieces, twice removed grand nieces that existed somehow...and that Gazer that used to pick on him as a kid. Shaking his head before he lost focus, he went to go find Talia, hoping that she was feeling better. After all, she had been shot just the other day. Even if yesterday was scary...he did get to meet an amazing woman that shot laser beams from her mouth. 

Peeking his head over Bart's shoulder as he talked to the newcomers, Magnus read the mood a bit and departed soon after, feeling like greetings could wait for later that night. A fireside gathering tended to be how he met most people new to the guild on a personal level anyways, and they seemed...fine enough. Smiling, he gently ran a hand on the cobbled stone and wood of the walls as he ascended the stairs. There used to be so few of them, and now this place was even more lively than it ever had been. Not even brigand attacks were able to break their spirit!

Seeing that no jobs would take him in the direction of Mahigan, Magnus had resolved to keep his initial promise first, since he didn't know how fresh the flowers needed to be. Gently knocking on Talia's door, he wondered if she was up yet. [color=FF5353][b]"Talia? A-Are you up? We don't have to travel today if your shoulder still hurts...O-Or I can carry you there."[/b][/color]

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[@PaulHaynek]
A9A9A9

Awakening to a dull, throbbing pain in her arm, Nephele gingerly touched where she had been stabbed. The wound had thankfully healed a bit, but it was still quite tender to the touch, causing the dragoness to wince slightly. It was then that she noticed Niel standing there. Her ears perked up at his words, and she sat up straight in order to answer him properly. She felt guilty now, having rummaged without permission, but his words made her realize it wasn't only about the invasion of privacy. Something had always felt off about Neil...and now, it made at least the tiniest bit of sense. Closing her eyes, she thought on how to answer him.

[color=A9A9A9][b]"...I don't know who the two on this tunic are. However, I have a fair guess. The strange magical tools you've been seen to have, the odd music sung by no bards, and the garments that are foreign to all lands that I've read about."[/b][/color] taking a deep breath, she leaned against the headboard of her bed, smiling at Neil. [color=A9A9A9][b]"So that's it, then, I'm guessing. That you come not from a foreign country or hamlet, but from a realm entirely different. I read a book about this once...of a hero that comes from another world to prevent a great calamity. Tell me Neil, how did you get here?"[/b][/color]

Now standing up before Neil, she offered a kind smile to him. [color=A9A9A9][b]"...I'd be happy to be your confidant. I can't imagine this would be easy to discuss with anyone. So...tell me all that you wish. I won't be going anywhere too far today while I recover."[/b][/color]