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Video: Open: Friday, Week 37 - MAGIC USERS AHOY!

[There is greenery behind Elissa - too much of it for her to be in any populated area. Logic dictates that she must be in one of the forests or at least a heavily forested area.]

Greetings, all.

I seek mages, witches, or any who can wield the power of magic to aid me in several quests. If you do not wish to reveal your abilities to the world at large, please send me a private message. I shall keep your confidence.

I have several herbs from my world. Tis my hope that someone skilled in plants might be able to find seeds upon them in order to grow them here.

I have several medicinal potions and poultices from my world that use the herbs for the main ingredient. I also seek someone who can replenish my supply, if the herbs can be grown.

Thirdly, I seek someone skilled in enchantments or runes or amulets who might be able to craft something to ward off mental attacks.

I have few valuables upon my person, but am quite willing to barter services for any who can aid me.

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I did not mean to offend, my lady. Tis merely one of the other terms that I have heard in my homeland - albeit a rather derogatory one there as well. I feared there would be some unfamiliar with the word 'mage.' I fought a war with a powerful mage at my side who became like a sister to me - and there were some who called her witch, though they learned not to do so in my presence.

I have few valuables in my possession, but perhaps we can come to some sort of agreement for a trade of services?

No offense taken, just a note for the future.

[She nods curtly at the idea of services.]

I would not be opposed to such an arrangement. What skills do you possess, Lady...?

[Lanfear doesn't have a name for the woman, but she seems nobly born so the common moniker of 'mistress' seems out of place.]

Elissa. Lady Elissa Cousland.

[Almost comforting to say that after so long, even if she's technically not entitled to be called that now that she is a Grey Warden.]

I shall be honest with you - my skills are based upon stealth, poisoned blades, and battle, but I was also once an able steward of my family's holdings. I can sail, too, if that offers any use to you.

Well, Lady Cousland...I cannot say that I have much use for such skills at the moment, but in the future perhaps.

[She can always make use of knives in the dark.]

Would a favor owed be acceptable to you?

It would, indeed, be acceptable.

Let me explain what happened to me, so that you will have a better understanding of why I need such protection. While we were away from this version of Verdana, I was at the end of this land's days. There, I murdered several people and even poisoned the food suppy. It was not until I sent Thor to his death that I realized I had not been myself.

Since returning to this Verdana, I have spoken with another who suffered the same urges and he is convinced we were being mentally controlled by another as he has experience with such things from his homeland.

Now, there are those who do not trust me and I wish to both placate them and insure that I cannot be controlled again.

[Lanfear listens to the story silently, her face expressionless. The notion of Thor being sent to die and poisoned food doesn't shake her in the slightest. She's done worse. Much, much worse. But that is not the issue, is it? No, Elissa Cousland is a potential pawn, and had been behind that...unfortunate incident she'd heard about over the network. It hadn't bothered her. Thor was an oaf. A nice oaf, but an oaf all the same.

So she responds in a placatingly kind voice.]

How dreadful, Lady Cousland. That...is most unfortunate. I'd be happy to provide some manner of Warding ter'angreal for you. In the interest of peace and prosperity, of course. We're all strangers here, and so we cannot afford to be divided.

[Inwardly, she cackles with glee.]

Would you be amenable to meeting me?

Very much so, my lady. If you can assist with this issue, I would be most appreciative. Portions of the outcome have become quite... frustrating. I am currently outside of the city in the wilderness between the two cities, but I am willing to travel as necessary.

Where are you precisely? Can you show me the location with this window?

[Let's razzle and dazzle 'em, Lanfear.]

[With a bit of a shrug, Elissa lifted her wooden box with the mirror inside and slowly panned in a circle. She is definitely in the woods, but there is a firepit nearby with a fire crackling in it. Also, there is a crude shelter made of pine boughs with a fur or two thrown on the ground beneath it. As the panning continues, building supplies can be seen such as axes, hatches, handsaws, chisels, hammers, and at least a duo of felled trees. Beyond them is a tremendous pile of rocks - and markers to indicate where a structure shall be built.]

Is that what you meant?

Yes. Please stand clear.

[Next to the pile of rocks, a vertical slash of light appears, a line that slices neatly through a tree, sharper than any razor. And then it rotates, and a horizontal gateway appears, a simple bedroom visible through the portal for an instant as Lanfear steps out.]

Good day, Lady Cousland.

[Startled at first, Elissa's face soon lights up with a grin.]

Now *that* is a decidedly useful ability. I find myself envious.

[She stands near to an old, fallen log near the pine bough shelter, a fire merrily crackling nearby with a pair of rabbits upon a spit.]

Greetings to you. I fear I do not yet know your name?

Just a simple Gateway, but I suppose they are useful.

[Lanfear can't help but be a little bit smug at that, but she tries hard not to gloat too much.]

Selene. I am called Selene. Have you been...confined to living out here? Or is this by choice?

Lady Selene. Tis a pleasure to meet you.

As to your question, I suppose tis a bit of both. The man appointed as my guard wishes to build a home here and I am not comfortable with being in the city until I know I will not lose control of myself again. Also, I am not used to such things as they have in Poseidon. I come from a simpler time.

I confess that I dislike feeling an idiot for not knowing how some things work and incorrectly doing things. Perhaps that makes me arrogant. I care not.

Well. Let us see what we can do about shielding your mind, shall we?

[Arms wide, with an open smile on her face Lanfear steps closer.]

As for your...forgive me...ignorance, that is something that could be learned with time and tutelage. Most things are really not so complex, when you break them down to their baser elements. In my world, things are not quite the same as Poseidon, but I manage well enough. [Admittedly, it's a different swing, as the Age of Legends...such a quaint name...was far more advanced than even Poseidon.]

[Elissa lowers her communicator which appears to be an ornate wooden box that houses an oval mirror in a scrollwork frame, some jewel-like buttons, and a golden stylus on a golden chain. The Warden closes the box and fastens the latch before slipping it into her pocket. She gestures to the log.]

Would you like to sit or does this working require that you stand? I am sorry that I have no better seating to offer you.

[Lanfear just walks right over, looming slightly. She's easily six and a half feet tall, and wearing a generous smile. A pawn in exchange for a so simple a work?]

Neither. Just give me your hands, Lady Cousland. I need to Delve you, a simple process. And then I can make your amulet. Or would you prefer a bracelet or a ring?

[Elissa touches the necklace she is wearing, looking thoughtful. She is almost a foot shorter than Lanfear.]

I have this - which offers other sorts of protections, so... perhaps a ring? I am unsure how well a bracelet would work beneath my armor, though that, too, is a nice idea. Whichever you think works best, Lady Selene.

[The young woman offers out her hands, rough from swordplay and now building. There are light bandages wrapped about her palms over a poultice to soothe her new blisters.]

[Lanfear clicks her tongue at the bandages, sympathy in her voice.]

Would you like me to take care of those as well?

[Healing. Another small thing these...barbarians...hadn't come close to mastering yet.

Taking Elissa's hands in hers, the Chosen looks down at the woman and stretches to take Saidar. Life floods through her as she touches the Power, filling her with joy and strength, a torrent of energy invisible to anyone in this world. A pity, really, that these people would never know it's embrace, the one bit of genuine sympathy she had for them.

With that, though, she Delved. Flows of Spirit wormed into Elissa's flesh, imperceptible save for a faint tingle, and probed her pathways. Lanfear was no Graendal, no master of the human mind nor was she a healer anywhere near Semirhage's skill, but she was quite the master of Wards. All she needed was to fit this weave snugly to the ring she'd craft and it would keep out any unwanted mental influence.

Well...all save her own, of course. Without much effort at all, she sets a small psychic "hook" inside Elissa. An anchor for Compulsion that she could use should the woman prove resistant to her charms or requests. Nothing worth mentioning, though.

Squeezing gently, Lanfear channeled a second time. Healing now. Elissa might feel a shock of cold and a sudden hunger, the need to be fed. Such healings always took their toll on the human body, drawing strength from the healed, not the healer but anything short of death could be healed with the proper application.]

There. All done.

[Perhaps in that Delving, Lanfear can sense the Taint within Elissa - that withering ribbon of Blight and corruption that is slowly eating away at the young woman's health and vitality - the gnawing hunger that it induces as her body attempts to wage a war that it will inevitably lose before she ever becomes old. It is so bound to her flesh that it is now a part of her rather than a mere sickness that can be healed.

She stands perfectly still as Lanfear works her magic, expression curious, and voice silent. Even before the healing is done, there is a gurgle of protest from the Warden's stomach.]

So quickly?

[Again, Elissa is impressed by the woman's power.]

A friend made inquiries as to obtaining such a thing for others - so we would have no need to fear such an attack again. However, I told her that I knew not how much power it would take, so could not make promises. Would you be willing to do this for others, Lady Selene?

A Delving is but a small thing...the crafting will take a few hours.

[And waving a hand airily, Lanfear smiles at the second request.]

I suppose I could...

[But...for what price...she leaves unvoiced]

How many others?

[The Warden's expression is wry.]

Everyone from the ship. Haruka has very high hopes, I fear. Speak with her, if you like. I selfishly admit that, at the moment, the only care I have is for myself.

Do you have need of gold for the crafting? Tis not very valuable here, but could be used to make a ring.

I will see what I can do.

[Shaking her head, Lanfear laughs lightly.]

No, no. A simple stone band is best, I find. It works better than metal, truthfully.

Stone. I like the idea of that.

[She looked at her fingers and then turned her hands to eye the now useless bandages.]

Would you stay for some rabbit? Or must you take your leave?

[Elissa warmly laughs, offering Lanfear a smile.]

If I had talent for magic, I would ask to learn that portal in a heartbeat. Such a thing must be quite convenient.

No, thank you. I should begin this quickly, while the Delving is fresh.

[There's a sly smile in return]

Unfortunately, you do lack the spark necessary to channel. I felt that in my Delving as well. Along with quite a few other things.

[Like...oh...Taint?]

[Elissa looks a bit uncertain at the mention of the 'other things', but she does not question it. Not now. Instead, she crosses her fists over her chest and gives the woman a slight bow - a respectful movement that is much like a salute.]

Lady Selene, you have my gratitude.

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