meeting mykael

Mykael Voss says, "..."

Ambrose Roche says, "..."

Mykael Voss asks, "Wanna learn occult?"

Ambrose tilts his head. There's a certain flick to how he behaves- a recognition to the kind of people that are before him.

"You're like me."

And perhaps to Mykael's surprise, there's a dark flame that appears around Roche's palm; a signature of Occult.

"Like this?"
(Ambrose Roche)

The dark flame went with notice, and an amused expression daunts the Voss as he taps at his chin entirely.

"No, like this."

The manipulation of the occult that was within their hands would slowly start to grow dull, hueless, just like the world around them for about a minute, only channeling it around the atmosphere before returning to normal.
(Mykael Voss)

The child watches with interest, but that level of Occult was clearly far beyond him. At the moment, he wasn't capable of anything even closely resembling that. Truth be told, he isn't sure whether he would be capable of that anytime soon at all.

"Oh.."

"That looks great!"

Although, before anything else is said, he briefly remarks- there's something else about Mykael that seems awfully familiar.

Considering the time he spent elsewhere.

"Apropriya?"
(Ambrose Roche)

"I-"

There was a deafening silence.

One that was filled to the brim with questions and woes, but ultimately, he said nothing for a time.

"I see, so you're apart of that as well, then?

Well, I won't go and say much about it, but I will give you advice from one that used to carry her blood."

He kneels down lightly to a simple whisper as he gives that little bit of advice.
(Mykael Voss)

Mykael Voss whispers to Ambrose Roche: If you ever need me, find me in Achyon, there are a few.


The child, by all means, appeared innocent.

But that's to strangers who should not be aware, of course. The moment that he's seen and inspected Mykael, he could figure it out- majority of his life was spent in a particular environment, after all...

The particular environment that educated him how to discern such.

"I just arrived."

"But my ship was, unfortunately, shipwrecked on the coast. I kind of got lost for a day or two in the woods.. but I figured things out."

After all, he wouldn't be sent all the way from over there if they didn't have faith that he'd figure it out.

Still, the whispers are keenly taken. He only gives a single nod, only to speak out.

"Got it!"
(Ambrose Roche)

"I see."

That was all the confirmation that he needed to know that they were indeed one of the share's of his blood, and that was the sign that he needed to know that more were coming.

Deep down, he should be happy about this, but there was something else that was coming from that bloody horizon, and it was going to only be evident as time goes on, but...

He wasn't going to live to see that, was he?

"Do well then, child.

Don't let them know until it's too late - every strike is met with a greater force."

A movement of his hand toward their head was granted, and the nullified touch of his was one that could have silenced most of the voices that may have been present in their head for a while.

"Consider this a gift.

If you ever wish to learn this in particular, come to me, I will show you a brighter day."
(Mykael Voss)

So much more to do..

But by no means Ambrose was stupid enough to expose such before the time is due. As far as he's aware, he should keep a low profile, until it's absolutely necessary for him to reveal himself.

Then, and only then, he should be able to be known for who he is. Until then..

"Of course!"

He nods eagerly, for he knew that there's a lot of exciting things that lie ahead. And while Mykael makes this offer, as much as it is appreciated, there's something else.

"Ah-"

"Before you go.." A brief pause, after which he speaks.

"Where do I find the rest? And who are they?" It's only natural that he would ask.

"I'd rather not rely on a coincidence such as this to actually find them."
(Ambrose Roche)

"Ah...

Rajak.

Adrian Ivanovich.

Thane.

Araceli..."

It was a daunting list, but ultimately, those were the people that he found the ones to be of their kin, and each one of their stronger than the last when it comes down to it.

Yet, he only gave them a simple direction as he pointed eastward.

"There is a smaller group to the east in the Forest if you wish to find those people.

I warn you, though, they are very...

Secluded."
(Mykael Voss)

Names recited inside his head, each and every one of them.

Part of him felt as if there's actually more, but only time would tell. Until then, it's sufficient enough information for him to carry on, but..

This warning about the group in the forest? How odd. Another of their kin that simply didn't feel like being with the rest - or perhaps it was somewhat different?

"I see."

"But thanks for this information! Now I'll know who to look out for." And thus carry on with what he intended.

"I won't hold you up any longer."
(Ambrose Roche)