Mystic Stability

The boy began to focus on the abilities of his mind, the ways of the mystic to accept and be fully in balance with ones self and at peace with it all, if he were to have some form of holy magic, things would be simpler for the boy, however he was a free spirit wishing to do as he please when he wished.

Though the young mystic concetrated deeply to bring out this power, there was no true reason to strain himself ever since he was able to maintain the ability without losing control to his feral instincts, but out of speculations, he done so anyway to be sure that he did not mess up and skip over any major lines.

Steadily his body began to emit such a mystic light, much like his teachers light , and Boyd was one who was the master at these form of energies, having taken Jinsei under his wing, the young Nivis child knew that he would be living on in his teachers name, to keep a rare ability like such within the family.

Tossing an ability like this to stranger houses could cause much trouble, Jinsei as a child even was aware that certain traditions and abilities had to stay in the bloodline, and he was not going to let his teacher down, he was going to be a star pupile, THE star pupile that Boyd desired... While he thought this, the aura spiked up more, the ground and snow beneath him rising up into the air.

Jinsei's deep focus and concetration was to the point of which he felt like he was in another deep state of mind, the MYSTIC energy aura shrouding his body with the ability to adjust and re-adjust the power the child Jinsei held dormant within him for so long, to mae him JUST AS or Quicker than his teacher was at the same risky price of losing a bit of defence to his strong body..

The aura began to rise, like a raging hurricane about the boy, he knew better to fight off the furious animal like rage and to never give into it, this is what made Mystics, the Mystics of course. Soon the boys aura would stablize, the mystic light settled , he held his training sword looking up into the nice blue skies, his mystic aura calmed, his mind settled with the ability to share his senses , holding the same properties as Boyds Mystic form.

Before long, the Mystic shroud would fade away at the will of Jinsei, his energy being surpressed within his body, the child was hungry, desireing food and more to eat and drink. So he went on down to the tarvern, filled him up in a second or two, but with all of what was going on with Folka, the child Nivis Jinsei couldn't think on what to do about his Nivis training with the old adain being dead.
(Jinsei Silverwing)
Elizabeth Brennte: Get Regina and get Folka moving.
Taking the Dralith out of Frostvale, Calvin intended to train - and he intended to train hard. The boy would go forth with a slow walk - his eyes observing the Dralith. Another soldier in his potential, future army. He'd heard the recent news of his mother's abdication - a smile coming over her face. She wasn't deserving of that crown after all the things that she caused.

He seemed to be rather flustered, perhaps, in his way of walking, moving, and all things of the like. He would draw a rapier forth, the boy's halfshift taking it's place - the boy still rather frustrated - that woman - his own mother, murdured his sister. It was unforgivable - the boy wouldn't have it at all. Calvin would get vengeance for the Tsuchi the first step he got - but for now..

His wings, horns, and tail appearing seemed to signal that he wanted to do a spar, first. "We're gonna spar." He would say, seeming serious or something, in his ways.
(Calvin Brennte)
The turbulant times of Frostvale were hitting all corners, most of it hushed whispers but Zael gave no heed. He simply knew the facts, his King had been injured in an attempt of self inflicted injury, an attempt at his own life, and Zael was powerless to stop him. He felt horrible, Zael was by no means pure and untainted but he did wish to help, especially his king, and he was just a powerless guard. He was nothing in most people's eyes and where he didn't likethat, he very much understood why. His eyes looking back at Calvin as he strode, the boy taking on his half-shift form so readily.

Zael smiles, cracking his neck, that coy, almost cocky looking smile on his face, "You know what really makes a man, Calvin?" he asked, rather out of the blue, "The ability to forgive. Many men will raise weapons, fire, dragons, monster, Yokai, and even children to fight for them. Most men can without hesitation end a life... it takes a true man of much strength and dedication to his people to truly say no to the blade, to the aggression, to the prospect of hurting another." He spoke in his calm, almost cheerful voice.

"I... cannot know what plagues your mind... I will not pretend to think all is well currenlty in our home. Though I will not attempt to know the answers to all and claim to be able to aid you in every way. Just know that I am here as a loyal servant to your family, Calvin. I intend to be there all the way." He said in a way that was, he hoped, comforting to a degree. He reaches back, grasping his blade and pulling ti forth, the moment he does, fire would explode and spiral off his body, eyes glowing lightly, the axe new and unbrandished til now, "Come... let us do battle!"

(Zael Dralith)
His eyes settled on the two sparring before him, Jinsei was waiting for the later outcome, wishing to see how far Calvin had advance since the last time he sparred him..Jinsei was a Nivis human in frostvale now, or as some one say, a Mystic Nivis in Frostvale, he tried to sense their tactics and movements, the child not moving from his spot did however take flight to avoid any hits from the ground that could leave a nasty mark just in case.

He noticed the Queen Elizabeth..Ever since he has returned to Frostvale from his Journey To The Mystic, he has heard nothing but strange and weird stuff, hoping everything was fine, including with Regina and Calvin being in the mix, all he knew so far was that the previous Adain was dead, and that Folka held a knife to his neck he knew nothing else. However he'd not focus on this , for the Mystic abilities were told to him to have neither fear or emotion.

It was at times like these that Jinsei found himself shadowed from the big groups, all he wanted was to become a Noble, taking such high lengths to get to where he wanted.. As he watched Zael and Calvin fight, he tried to examine every atack they tossed at one another with his mystic eyes and slight showing of the Mystic aura, to try and be more field aware to what was going on, he saw some usage of the Holy arts and some usage of fire.. Thankfully there was no darkness.
(Jinsei Silverwing)