Neklous meets sage pt1

Neklous was no stranger to this place as Gwenael had taken him here before but the man wasn't there at the time.

"I want to return to my roots... "

"The First Order.. The church.. the city watch.. even the Thunderbirds.. I dislike them all"

"Humans walking around so high and mighty.. so righteously entitled.. "

"Disgusting.."

"These city walls..."

"They are nothing but.. CAGES!"

"And what society has made norm... are THE CHAINS THAT BIND ME!"

"Originally I didn't feel this way.. but I soon noticed my own family member who is in the First order secretly despised me.. "

"Secretly looked down on me till one day.. till one day he simply couldn't take it anymore and degraded me as being no more than.."

"Than.."

"TRASH ON THE STREET!!"

"From that moment on my eyes began to opena bit more. I don't fit in anywhere within these city walls. "

"I've been reading lots and lots of books.. I came across many religious.. many stuff about the stars and the past heros of kingdoms...but you know what I found the most interesting?"

"The land."

"The land is so giving and nurturing! Why worship the stars when the land is so much more!"

Neklous sighs rubbing the back of his head.

"I've gone off topic and ranted a bit.."

"Apologies.."

"Anyway I intend to return to the forest and return to my beast kin roots just as my Beast kin ancestors did when their perspective became similar to mine"

"For that to happen though I would like to learn how to embrace the wild nature more within me as well as how to commune with the plants and animals of the forest!"

"Nature magic is what I am asking for your guidance on!"
(Neklous Endore)
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Welp. Turned out Neklous was some kinda radical anarchist. Hey, that was fine! Frog and Gan knew a few genocidal wizards, ghost women, all kinds of messed up people!

In truth, that's what the sewers were for. Or well that's what they figured.

"Think about it for a sec, yeah? Look down at the ground and the struggle you face is mirrored."

A pale bony hand juts out and washes itself over the mushrooms below. A battle of creaking concrete from the sewers and the land itself breaking through. Mushrooms thriving in a place where nothing else could.

"Surrounded by all this bad stuff, yet still you're making the best of it an' surviving. The city is a cage but it ain't mean you can't thrive.

Just gotta find your way."

His hands retract back into his brownish poncho and his helmet bobs up and down upon his head.

"Though I agree, respectin' nature should be more of a thing. And if you wanna run off? more power to you.

Where do you wanna start?"
(Frog)
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Neklous looked at Frog kind of suspiciously. He had let a bit of the crazy out on purpose. He truly wanted to see if Frog was the real deal or not and just reject him due to the perception he had of the world.

Calming down a bit, Neklous's ever so distant doll blue eyes took on a sereneness to them.

"I will let you have that honor of deciding that. Whatever you speak on whether relating to nature or magic, I will listen and respond attentively."

"First though.. I don't believe we have introduced ourselves. Names are irrelevant and introductions are simply surface dweller habits but I can't help myself indulge in the act"

"Pardon me"

Taking a seat on the cold ground, the Ookami didn't seem to mind getting dirty. In fact after he heard Frog's response, he relaxed himself and acted his normally carefree, booze and nap loving self.

"I am Neklous Endore. Just call me Klous though."

"Before we begin though.. I would like to tell you why I have chosen this path. Perhaps the wisdom and insights you give may change to accommodate this. "

"I Neklous Endore am the Thorned Rose of the Endore family.."

"I say this because after observing a thorned rose flower growing in one of the family gardens, I noticed that it stood alone.. "

"After watching it grow through the seasons and throughout the year.. I began to noticed plants and other flowers would group everywhere except near that thorned rose.."

"Then sooner or later after going through strife and being unable to fit in.. reality was playing a cruel trick. "

"That Thorned Rose that only the stars knew where it came, was actually a reflection of my very self."

"The Thorned Rose.. Beautiful to the eye but that is all it will ever be."

"It has beauty but it will never know the feeling of being touched thus never knowing love.."

"What plant or person would want to get near something that has a wild side and could potentially harm them? "

"Meh.. I've babbled enough.. I have much to say on how it reflects me but I am more eager to here what insight you have to guild me."

(Neklous Endore)
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Frog clears his throat as the lesson formally begins.

"Yeah. The Drain is what we call it. Bunch of people with no where to go really. It's what Gan and I are workin' on."

Cliff-side houses built into what's possibly some Sewer Catacombs. The ground was unreliable at best and you could see the massive drop that'd await you if you took a wrong step.

A terrible fate, but all the more exciting.

"So that story does help a lot. Think you're a bit like me, yea? Looked to the mushrooms as it felt sorta right. Survivors in some place odd! And they're a bit odd themselves.

It sounds like you connect a lot to that there rose. Both outcasts who are rejected for no good reason, aye?"

A hand comes up and taps against his helmet, adding to some masquerading act that portrayed him thinking.

"So? Channel those emotions you got and combine it with yer magic. Focus it into an environment for - something -.

My advice is to find a rose plant and practice using it. Build that environment, nurture it with mana and your emotions and try to get it to grow."
(Frog)