folklorist | ϡ - Chapter FortyThree; The third year anniversary (forward dated to the afternoon) [action|video]

[ The video feed turns on to a rather chubby little dragon wagging its tail happily as it watches a man, Helios to be more exact, standing over a glowing circle. He’s in his boom shack today, practicing a rather hard enchantment and so far it’s going well. The air in the shack is cold and the heat from the burning candles gives it an eerie fog like affect that is ever present in the video feed. Helios himself is standing at one point of the circle, eyes closed, as he mutters something under his breath. It’s an old and ancient language that not many people in his world know; runic old and ancient magicians used to use this language and then translated it into latin to make it easier to learn from. The lighting in the shack changes then, as the line of the circle turns from red to blue to purple and then green. Each color illuminating the foggy shack by the second as they constantly cycle through one another as Helios’ pitch and tone gets a bit louder and clearer. And then there is a crackling noise of energy as if stray bolts of lightning are trapped within the circle’s walls and then fizzle and flash in the video’s transmission. It’s all over with a bright flash of light and a shrill little chirp from Luminair, before the transmission goes back to normal with a sparkling smoke. It drifts lazily about the camera before Helios can be seen smiling broadly as he picks up the efforts of his work. A single solitary silver ring, now etched and engraved with magical symbols, it also holds a green emerald at its center. Helios for the record looks a bit tired as he comes over and scoops up one little dragon and said journal. It’s only then that he realizes it’s on. His green eyes widen in mild surprise but he just laughs and shakes his head. ]

Luminair you spoiled the surprise. Ah, well, I suppose it’s a good time as any to talk about it. If-if anyone was watching I recently m-made myself another ring. A, um, mirage ring to be exact! It-it helps change a person’s look by the illusion properties I enchanted this ring with. It works on dragons, werewolves, vampires, and all other sorts of mythological beings. But I’m not sure how much power this one will have, given the circumstances of Luceti. But it should work, most certainly at least when it’s not under the one hundred percent power cap or some other anti-magical shift. [ Said ring is held up to the camera and Luminair chirps in confirmation. ]

I was wondering if anyone would be interested in h-having…something of a private order type of enchanting service. I-I know that we have people here that can do so already, with specific gems and jewels from their world. Perhaps we could collaborate and, um, work together on making better more refined types of enchantments. We could probably use them to help f-fortify the defense of the village too…when you think about it! Maybe even apply defenses to the buildings and those sorts of things! If-if you’re interested in discussing it more I-I wouldn’t mind doing so at all. I think we could all benefit from such a thing, really.

[ And here he pauses looking thoughtful and rather pensive for the moment. ] It’s funny when I arrived here three years ago on this very day I never would have considered myself talking about magic so openly. Talking or evening using magic so openly, with people I-I hardly knew, in my world there’s serious ramifications for such things. But here we are, and here I am t-teaching magic like I wish to back at home. It’s a warming experience to go through, honestly. [ He wishes he would remember it once he left...if he left. Who knows if that'll happen anytime soon. And he's not sure how he feels about leaving, especially all of the people he's befriended here and the like. But like everything in this life and in general, only time may tell when such things will occur. ]

If anyone stops by the town plaza today I’ll have freshly baked cookies out for the occasion.

[ Helios likes to give something back, just to show how much he cares about the people here and how grateful he is to know them. ] It’s…sort of a way of s-saying thank you, for everything really. [ And with that Helios will turn off the video feed but leave the voice function on, in case anyone wants to talk over the journals as he goes to bake up a storm. ]

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[ Otherwise Helios will be found in the plaza that late afternoon with a table filled with all assortments of cookies and even a cake and pie or two. Feel free to take as much as you want, there's plenty to go around! ]

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[ Helios under the guise of another person is rather thankful that Isaac's appearance is not abrupt but more known to him. He was very jumpy as it is, so spry for the best that the other man didn't hide his presence from him. Helios will manage his own little shaky smile as Isaac comes forth. The forgemaster will note upon speaking that Helios's voice is much his own unlike his appearance which has changed drastically. ]

Isaac, h-hello. I-I hope I haven't kept you waiting. It's a bit chilly out, for that isn't it?

[ Small talk aside Helios will go silent with a purse of his lips. While the other draws nearer Isaac will note Helios' obvious anxiety. It's rather easy to tell, what with Helios fiddling with the ring on his finger, his eyes turning downward and his constant shifting of his position behind the dome. ]

Then we needn’t linger for very long.

[He remarks with a wry twist to his smile, effectively dismissing this well-meaning attempt at small talk. Company is not what he has come for, after all. With a calm slowness, he extends one gloved hand out, palm up and waiting.]

Edited (sorry, forgot something. D8) 2013-01-17 01:35 (UTC)

[ Helios will wince slightly at that offered hand. He'll then obligingly take off the ring and his appearance will revert to its normal form. A small huff and puff of white smoke will escape his lips as he holds it in the palm of his hand. ] H-Here it is.

[ Still unsure about this whole business he hesitates for a few brief moments. Seconding guessing himself as to this entire endeavor. ] Take, um, good care of it.

[He gently closes his fingers around it, quietly pleased as he slips it onto his own finger and promptly generates a mental image of his new and desired appearance. Sharpening his focus, his red hair lengthens and darkens to a chestnut brown, pale eyes flooded with colour – and scars coalesce, too, down his left eyelid and under the peasant’s clothes that wrap around his more thickly-muscled body. He looks to his hands with dim amusement, recognizing them as another man’s.]

Is there anything you have neglected to warn me about? The ills of extended use, perhaps? [Left unsaid is the sentiment that he would be most annoyed if that were the case. Even if Helios had claimed he had made such rings for his students, therefore implying they were fairly safe, Isaac would not leave his own questions unasked.]

[ Helios watches the other's form shift and twist into a familiar form. He knows this man...something about him reminds Helios of another time. He'll stop in his own thinking and blink, looking back at Isaac with a small flinch and frown. ] Ah. N-No there's nothing like that to be worried about. It's perfectly safe to use for extended periods of t-time.

[With an amused and dimly intrigued tilt to his head, he then nods. Nods, and smile benignly. No amount of altering his appearance could change his mannerisms, of course.]

Ah, of course. [He should certainly hope so.] That was not so horrid, now was it? I assure you, ‘twill be well cared for.

[ Of course. That sometimes requires more time and effort then anything else. Helios gives him a vague little smile. He somewhat regrets his decision to bring the ring, but Helios knows that he should at least give the other man a shot. ]

No it-it wasn't. If it, um, gives you any trouble you can just s-speak to me over the journals. I'll give it a look and try to fix it.

'twill not be necessary... [He drags out the word, his gaze steady and probing.] ...I should hope.

[ Just a small little jump at that gaze. Helios' hand rubs the back of his neck as he lets out a nervous laugh. ]

N-No it really shouldn't be. I-I'm just...offering if it ever does come up. The enchantment h-has worked so far for several years s-so it shouldn't be any different here. But I still don't know how the power cap really, um, affects the r-ring.

That remains to be seen.

[He keeps his tone light, but unlike other occasions, it is not a feint before throwing a figurative punch to Helios’ gut.]

Now… if you will excuse me. [Offering a neat little bow - and peering up at the man through his lashes before straightening -, he then parts ways without being so polite as to await more of an answer. He has lingered long enough. Turning on his heel, he intends to make his way home on foot. A change of appearance mid-way there is in order.]

Edited 2013-01-19 03:38 (UTC)

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