The expanding Horizon

[speak_n_spell]

WHO: Whomstsoever
WHAT: Horizon Shenanigans (and testing out new Singularity abilities)
WHERE: Sypha's Domain
WHEN: February-ish

[Imposing her will on formless energy is nothing particularly new to Sypha, but communicating over long distances via script is...very much Not Done among Speakers. It's whispers passed down caravan networks or nothing with them. She hadn't lied to Alucard when she'd protested her own inherent lack of magical messaging ability. 

But change is the only constant! The Singularity now tethers her to the rest of the foreigners via the Horizon (or something, she's still exploring the specifics) so 

Anyone interested in exploring a new Domain may, upon popping into the Horizon, find a map projected before their vision in cheerful blues and golds. Follow or don't, wander the woods or cut straight through to the caravan, there's no danger to be found in this forest - pay no attention to the claw marks scoring some of the trees.]

Comments

[speak_n_spell]

Oh? Oh! Congratulations! All your good work at the graveyard's been recognized! By...someone?

[Is it alarming that someone from the Cadens government sought him out in his prickly sanctuary to make this offer? Yes probably! But anything that pries him from the cactus can't be all bad.]

[cryptsleeper]

The people who coordinate the building, it seems.

[So not the government? Probably?]

I may need help with testing the sound quality in it, from time to time.

[speak_n_spell]

[Sypha pulls down the latest sigil iterations, almost unrecognizable from the source material in Alucard's domain. She hands the parchment over by its edges, careful of the still-wet ink.]</small] Is that an invitation to come over and get in some cathartic screaming?

[cryptsleeper]

It's an invitation to test sound quality, and I assumed your natural abilities and teaching of your people might be helpful. [But also yes. That.

Alucard's eyes go to the sigil though, and....the hell?]

What's this?

[speak_n_spell]

Oration! [Sypha's eyes gleam at the thought. Her mental library of history and culture might not play to a Cadens audience, but everyone loves a good story! A nice faerie tale with an eerie core of true warning at the center, maybe!

She's pulled back from that mental tangent by the rattle of paper.] Different, right? It's--I don't think it was an accident that I grabbed that book and found what I found. I think something in me was seeking a very specific outlet. Since my memory came back, I've been adjusting the energy transferral rune into...[Her hands come up to shape the air, as if she can compress it around a concept that eludes her, give it concrete shape and form] I think it's. Hm. It's meant to draw and store specific energy. Not just provide something raw. And I think it's tied to me in a way. The shaping of it's been very specific so far.

[cryptsleeper]

Precisely. [He's only just starting to understand the spellwork int he building. It is complicated but in an impressive way - something he's sure technology could eventually achieve, but not yet.

But Sypha's project. Alucard is quiet, absorbing the whole explanation.]

So it...hm. Transfers an exact sort of use? Like how electricity powers lights and you can turn the switch on and off?