Into the depths? [@Click This][@Crimson Paladin] [hr] The smaller creature would use its tendrils to shuffle away from Novak initially, until it would hit the back of the cage. It would stay there a few seconds, obviously still skittish - but it seemed to at least understand that Novak wasn’t here to cause it immediate harm. Whether or not it was intelligent beyond that, was entirely up for debate, though. It would slowly move towards Novak, resting just at his feet before making an attempt at...jumping in a somewhat irritated seeming manner when he mentioned something about not harming it earlier. “...Uhm, I think its irritated.” Lazhira replied with a small frown. The small slime would then scurry over to the bigger one. It definitely looked like the bigger slime was stuck, or at least couldn’t move. The smaller one would move around to its side, and it almost looked like part of the slime had dried onto the wall and door - the part facing away from them seemed to have somehow slowly hardened into being unable to move. It was difficult to tell what that exactly meant, but maybe it’d be a simple matter of cutting it away? Of course, that also meant somehow getting past the big one likely attacking them. The Roma Mob [@ERode][@Pyromania99] [hr] “Hm...You’re quite the shrewd one, aren’t you Isidore? You would do well not to take Raelzeth’s words too much to heart.” Rullphana replied, lips forming into frown. The Elf would take a few seconds to consider the addendum, a number of seconds passing before she would eventually sigh and offer a small smirk towards Isidore. “But very well. I will agree to those terms. Aside from you questioning my abilities, I would rather maintain a good relationship with the two of you as of now.” Rullphana would turn her gaze towards Augusta. “Then lets get started shall we? I’ll need to see a good example of what you can already do if you want an assessment of what you could theoretically be capable of. The most powerful thing you can do. Whether it be skill at manipulating it, or raw power. Go on, impress me.” She probably already had some idea what the two of them were capable of but was choosing to see first hand. As Augusta would start with whatever it was she was going to do to impress her, she would turn her attention towards Isidore’s second request. “A little history lesson, first. Magic at its essence, is raw power. The raw force of creation that the ancient Gods once made the world and universe out of. That is the way we teach it here, at least. I can’t say much on what it actually is aside from the raw power to create in some fashion, though I have theories.” She would move a bit closer to Isidore. “There are typically two sources of ‘magic’ power. Those that come from ‘somewhere else’, say a divine blessing, or perhaps a demonic patron granting you power, or those that come from ‘within’ the person themselves using an understanding of the natural world and well, sheer arrogance to be able to twist reality into their favor with the manipulation of it. Effectively, you could say it is forcing reality to bend to your will in some fashion.” She frowned slightly, considering her next words carefully. “As for the theories behind it, that depends on what you are trying to do. Are you trying to bind a creature to your service? Summon a demon or something? Either of those require different requirements than say, simply casting a fireball. And casting a fireball and binding both are a far cry from shall we say, altering the properties of an existing spell. All have different theories behind them, and all are used in different ways. As a general rule however - the more mana you pour into it, the more potent and long lasting the effect as long as you don’t lose control of it.” She seemed confident, though from her words there didn’t seem like there were many hard classifications or perhaps more perhaps formulaic approaches to magic. “Oh, and then there’s the abilities of the Elder Beasts and their kin are born with...though its not something normal humans can harness usually.” She would off handedly mention. “They’re a sort of ‘law’ that must exist, if that makes sense. In a way, I suppose you could consider the Elder Beasts and such abilities natural forces of the world. The Steineter, for example - its ability to burrow through rock as though it were clay and split the earth with a mere gaze would classify as They are typically exceedingly powerful - but they can only usually possess only a single set of abilities...though I’ve heard mention the more intelligent ones can apply them in quite creative ways.” A Traveler [@PaulHaynek] [hr] So, Novak would start praying. Prayer was perhaps, what all gods wanted in some form. Worship. Faith. The attention of mortals. Perhaps it could be said that Gods were even powerless without someone to believe in them. Was this Sage the same? But would it [i]really[i] be as easy as a prayer, when he had been told they didn’t like to involve themselves in mortal affairs? Perhaps it would be. He would become distinctly aware of something approaching him from the side. The footsteps of someone walking across the snowy ground, causing it to crunch underfoot. Opening his eyes, and turning to face it...he’d see a relatively normal looking deer having a leisurely walk some distance away. The most notable thing about the deer, was the fact it looked...well, relatively normal compared to the blue furred deer of the rest of the forest. Perhaps not, then. Nothing at all seemed to happen from the prayer alone. Maybe if he kept at it? Perhaps he needed to do something else. The wind would blow gently towards the south, towards the mountains, shifting from its usual path. Well...Enli had mentioned those of the Mountain were likely closer with this Sage, perhaps he could head there and find more answers from them himself...but that meant climbing the mountain, and braving the frigid plains leading up to them. Maybe he could ask the Kyrnith, too, about this Moonblossom. Send Feet Pics [@Cu Chulainn] "Easily done. Hopefully that one hasn't found them yet." Soyala would reply with a smirk. "If nothing else, we have the home field advantage." And Soyala would run off, and a not long after Malphas would notice her leading several more hunters through the fog, a little deeper into the forests. They didn't seem to have noticed him resting, thankfully. That left him with his own devices, figuring out what to do next. It might be a decent enough time to run, with the hunters distracted if he wanted to distance himself from them.