Second Heat Mentions

[22:40] Chad Padwick whispers: Hello. Are you familiar with Freedom and the Red moon? *Laughs* I know who you are. How are you?
[22:40] Eryn Evanstere whispers: Well enough. Another of the society, eh?
[22:41] Chad Padwick whispers: Mhm. Wouls you like to Spar?
[22:43] Eryn made a show of thinking about it, before offering a small shrug. "Sure, nothing better to do. Lead the way."
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[22:43] Zethra Nina Leverd exclaims, "But we can always try!"
[22:48] Chad arrives and takes some distance away. He stretches a little bit and then he smiles at Eryn, he was going to get owned but he was going to do his best.

"Ready to do my best!"
(Chad Padwick)
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[22:49] Chad let's a short chant and a clone of him appears.
(Chad Padwick)
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[22:50] Finding their way to a slightly further up area of the sparring field than the young woman often fought in, Eryn moved over to a spot a little bit further away from Chad, settling into a comfortable combat stance that was about half typical-found-in-books, and half her own variant differences. Looking over at her opponent, as always she tempered her expectations, preparing for a loss as much as she desired a victory.

A stretch of her arms and her draconic wings sprung form, falling to flank her torso as the Drakanite's staff was brought to her grip from her back, flames flickering in the focusing crystal. A smile flitted across her expression. Win or lose, at least this would be a break from monotony.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[22:57] Moving as soon as the round began, Eryn attacked aggressively, laying down a field of flames and keeping the pressure on as best she could, cosmic energy flying from her body to lash at the younger boy. He fought back quite well as well, the cosmic energy lashing at her as expected, and the Drakanite even momentarily being blinded by illusion magic!

However, not much of Eryn's magic was based on eyesight, more the young woman's ability to roughly judge where her opponent was and throw a wave of flames at that place. And it worked, as with a final fireball Eryn -for the first time in quite a while- took the first round as a victory. Frankly, she could barely remember the last such occurrence, the memory more in terms of the following loss than the victorious moment.

Determined for that not to this time be the case, the young woman waited for the younger boy to rise, settling back into her stance comfortably.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[22:57] He gets up and readies himself.

She was tough.

Better try and make it longer. "Ready."
(Chad Padwick)
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[22:59] Chad Padwick says, "Ouch."
[23:03] The second round followed much the same as the first, with one difference; this time Eryn was feeling more confident, and that confidence was expressed violently, the flames she threw burning even hotter than previous. That internal connection with her star was expressed more as well, the young woman seizing hold of that external power and channeling it to as best an effect as she could.

A beam of cosmic energy pushed Chad back, a field of flame greeting his backwards motion, and finally a geyser of flame released from Eryn's fingertips as she rushed forwards at him blew him back. Elation flooded Eryn's body, as for the first time ever she actually won a spar! Restraining herself from making some sort of undoubtedly embarrassing happy dance, she instead moved forwards to Chad, a blinding grin on her face as she offered him a hand up.

"Good fight!"
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[23:07] Chad was recently gifted a Magi. He was weaker then her. Or well assuming she was born here. Every one had beaten him uo and he clearly hasn't won, but the sheer multitude of attacks promise him to be more powerful as he was not to optimum style.

"Thanks. But I haven't rally won a single match. I can last a while in match but not win them. Maybe I need to focus on having more attacking spells."
(Chad Padwick)
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[23:10] Eryn shrugged, unbothered by the words; or rather, choosing to not let those factors diminish her own victory. "Before this match right here, I hadn't won one either. It takes practice, and time spent getting stronger. Keep training, and by the time you hit adulthood I've no doubt you'll be a strong fighter for the cause."

Having seized her victory, she hardly saw the harm in giving some encouragement to the younger boy. Although, she did notice..."Say, do you actually have a weapon? A sword, focusing staff, anything?" She could feel a smithing coming on, depending on the teen boy's response.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[23:11] Chad Padwick says, "Nope. No armor. No staves. Nope nothing."
[23:11] Chad Padwick says, "Well I have this clothing but it's not my fit."
[23:12] Pandora star- I mean Observes
(Pandora)
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[23:12] Eryn Evanstere says, "Hm. Well, fortunately for you I happen to be a blacksmith."
[23:12] Pandora quirks a brow
(Pandora)
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[23:12] Chad Padwick asks, "Can you make a good staff, please?"
[23:15] The young woman turned her head slightly to face Pandora, and quirked a brow right back, before refocusing on Chad. "Luckily for you, I can indeed. Well, I can set you up with a decent staff at least, better than nothing. For the moment, until I get more materials." Indeed, it was most unfortunate that Eryn happened to lack both sufficient mithril and orichalcum at the moment, or else she'd forge the teen a rather effective staff.

Instead, she'd have to duck down a rung. Although, she supposed she could add an additional enchantment to it to increase it efficiency with his chosen magic. Hm. "Wait here, please." And with that, she ran off, soon to return with a gift for the teen boy!
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[23:17] Eryn Evanstere says, "Alright, here we go."
[23:17] Chad Padwick says, "Yes after staff."
[23:17] Eryn Evanstere asks, "What magic do you usually work with?"
[23:18] Chad Padwick says, "Cosmic and Illudion do don't worry about it."
[23:18] Eryn Evanstere says, "Alright, I can work with that. Have your spar, I should be done with this by the time you finish."
[23:27] Chad Padwick whispers: ((Old gamer?))
[23:28] Producing the staff she'd grabbed out of her stock at home, the young woman laid it on the ground, kneeling down and producing her scribing tools. A deep breath and Eryn's hand began to heat up, a temperature she applied to the tip of the tools. Then, she began etching, carving runes into the staff that would increase the efficiency of cosmic magic being channelled through it to complement the already inscribed runes of increased efficiency for magical channelling.

Whilst Pandora and Chad sparred, Eryn carved, until finally she was satisfied with the results, nodded to herself and glanced up to watch Chad get put down, a slight wince following the action. In any case, she presented the staff to the teen boy once he rose to his feet. "Here you go. Like I said, not the best you can handle right now, but it'll be better than nothing. If you happen to find some mithril and orichalcum in the mines, bring them to me and I'll forge you something better."
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[23:28] {Item} You drop Adept Staff.
[23:28] {Item} You picked up Adept Staff. Dropped by Eryn Evanstere. .
[23:29] {Item} You drop Adept Staff.
[23:31] Chad Padwick whispers: Thank you.
[23:32] While this was the most someone had ever done for him, his eyes seemed to glaze over and for a second there seems to be a tear. One of joy it seems because he smiles wide, not sarcastically but actually wide. However that moment is lost as he looks hardened and with a deadpan expression says. a light...

Ahem. Thanks."
(Chad Padwick)
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[23:36] Eryn quirks an eyebrow at the sight of that tear, and the clearly intentional shift into a deadpan expression, a transition she was more than familiar with, having spent many years doing the same thing when she was younger. Still, she figured it was polite to pretend to believe the shift, so that she did, expression relaxing without further question.

"Of course, anything for a fellow...well." She didn't finish the statement, aware that there could be non-affiliated ears nearby. "Use it well, for if you perform with it, it shows it was well made, which is of course my aim." Another smile twitched at her lips at the statement.
(Eryn Evanstere)
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[23:37] Chad Padwick says, "By the Moon's light I will."
[23:38] Eryn Evanstere says, "...mhm."
[23:54] Chad Padwick asks, "Want to come with me to find a Necromancer to teach me Necromancy?"
[23:55] Eryn Evanstere says, "Er..."
[23:55] Eryn Evanstere says, "I think thats something you might be better off doing alone."
[23:55] Chad Padwick says, "Sure."
[23:55] Chad Padwick exclaims, "See you around!"