@Chiro"This is incredible."Pox had been focusing on the cross communication and how Nale seemed to bring up a good point to confirm the theory. It pegged the shorter man as the curious intellectual sort, just like him, and under better circumstances he would have loved to discuss with him about magical theory.
"To even think that the laws of Essence are different in different worlds. Such restrictions are not native to my Creation." Pox seemed to focus on the positives, seeing the score of knowledge in this desperate struggle then the others. His mood actually seemed to bright. His hair that cascaded from under his mask looked as stringy as broom straw. But now, the whitness seemed less cobwebs and more... thistle. It actually seemed to shake with a bit of life and even seemed to look fuller under his very eyes.
"Since we are all sharing. My world has no such laws of balance. Those that have awakened their Essence, beg your pardon, the Magical Power that permeate my world. Usually it is only the realm of those with supernatural blood in their veins, as Essence is the stuff of gods and spirits. But, certain practices, procedures, even martial arts can awaken ones Essence. Then their only limitation is their own spiritual transcendence. We are limited by our Essence, but those of age and spiritual purity can command stronger powers for longer. Ooo..." He realized he was giving a lecture and took a step back from the group, putting a hand to his beak.
"Pardon me, again."@LumiereThe creature named himself Ahnciel and by much will power, wrote the information and seemed to recoil from the blood. Pox had no such qualms, being bathed in the stuff repeatedly whilst in service. He made sure to catch up to the creature, a rag in his pocket, an old bandage he had discovered on his person whilst attempting to create his theories.
"A pleasure to meet you Ahnciel. And it is agreed. I get the fact that you might be our savior." He said corgially and happily to get the gore off his mind. He extended the kindness...
@VeradanaThe winged person he wished so much to study and chat up a storm also seemed to be one with empathy in her heart.
"And you as well. I apologize if I misunderstood your origins. The People of the Air from my world were not divine beings but they were quite brave if the stories were correct, and they are the heroes in many a tale that delights and teaches children. So forgive my awe." He stated before passing Ahnciel and River on the stairs.
@Rune_AlchemistGiving Lady Primalia a look and hearing the noises and words and clammor of the store room, it appears that their party was quite a few in number. Pox gave a headcount, two were in the store house and Nale went to go grab them. Between a claw and a scale sized element. Good, cause they can watch eachother, but they had not ways to defend themselves. Well not in a normal sense. Pox's beak turned to each in front then up the stairs. The next leg on their journey. He looked inwards, his memories muddled but he recalled the breaths and movements of a few simpler spells. He was with the Stranger, he wished he had some quill and parchment to collect his thoughts.
"Speaking of magic as before, it might be worth scouting ahead whilst we regroup. We've been lucky so far, but nothing is known of this place or what it contains. I have a charm that should keep me from harm." He snickered cause it rhymed.
"I don't intend to go far, just top the stairs. See if I find anything of interest. An exit, weapons." It was probably cause he was riding the high of his discovery, partially curious about this place in general. His darkened tattered robes should atleast allow him to stay in the shadows, though his white hair was a problem, and claiming his proposal, he was already stuffing it into his collar or back into his mask. Those nearby could see the ash black of his skin tone.
