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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Absolutely none. [He pauses a moment, then amends his statement.] Well, if there's any, it's kept quiet enough it might as well not exist. I've never seen any, at least.

But you mentioned . . . Nala? How would I go about doing that?

[ Helios will rub his chin with his hand and pause to think. He'll smile and nod and tap a finger on the table. ]

Hm. Well usually people will go about contacting her by studying medical and scientific practices. But that's not the only way to go about it. You can simply just stand anywhere and be able to contact her with no problem. Having a good point of view about helping people also makes her easier to contact.

[Toward the beginning of Helios' explanation, Jack's expression grows slowly more and more uncertain. Medical sciences are not exactly his strong suit, and while he imagines he's probably a bit better-versed than your average layman, it feels over-familiar to stand across a cookie table and say well, my partner's leg has been off for about a year, I suppose there's that?.

But . . . helping people. That is something he's about, he thinks. So he nods, following along as best he can. Though that's not very far.]

Alright, I hear you. But when you say "contact," what does that mean, exactly. Praying? [He can't help a little snerk, mostly for the mental images that begin to populate his head.] Ouiji boards?

[ Helios holds up a hand and shakes his head. ] No, no. They're not that type of spirit in the least. They call for no praying or ouiji boards for contact. You just simply have...to keep your mind open towards them. Their contact with us is more of a mental stimulation then anything else. They don't have voices either, but when you run into one you'll definitely notice it, and sometimes feel it too. It's different for everyone who has done it here.

[ Helios smiles and then bends down to pick up a chirping little furry dragon. ] Having some place quiet to work usually helps, from what I've seen of the people I've helped in the past.

Right, so. Open mind, don't expect sensory input, just . . . wait and see what happens.

[Jack claps his hands and rubs them together, sure that this is a good enough place to start. Just . . . jump into the deep end of strange and extraordinary powers. Yeah. Yeah.

It's worth an honest try, though. Especially if it has some immediate uses.]

And about the healing stuff. Is this just good for wounds? Or could it help with . . . let's just say . . . pain, maybe.

Exactly!

[ And Helios will blink and watch the other with a warm smile. It's good that Jack has a will to try it for himself and to see how it works. That's one of the more important facets of using Luceti's magic. ]

I think it's possible, yes. Depending on the person's skill with it...you can certainly use it for pain relief.

Marvellous. I'll let you know how it turns out.

[He's already browsing the cookies for a second, as evidently anything that's good enough for dragons is more than good enough for him.]

Are you a teacher back home, then? Not that this place isn't probably . . . home-like, after a few years, but you know what I mean.

I'll be excited to hear the results.

[ Incidentally the dragons are used to eating Helios' level of sweets. So they find just about anything their father makes delicious. But Helios made sure to not make anything too overly sweet this time around. ]

Yes. Well, um, a headmaster. But I did sometimes teach classes when I had the opportunity to do so. I suppose teaching at the school here is making up for not teaching back home.

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