[He laughs, his head thrown back a bit.] Mine was not graceful, thank you! But that can be our secret.
[He can't help but wonder what wolf Sten would look like. Could he be...
No. It would be far too ironic.,. Too. Too funny in the grand scheme of things. But if his hair is any indication -- though it is not his pelt -- does he truly turn into a white wolf?
He would love to see it.]
Oh, I would not be surprised to hear it so. It's certainly not an easy magic. I'm still practicing to do it at all. [It was not the same as pulling a pelt on, but -- that's its own sort of magic. There must be some sort of chaos they weave for it?
Sten's question leaves him taking a sip, then hovering the glass near his lips as he considers. Do the people of Nocwich even know of the Horizon? Of their connection to the Singularity? Though he wishes he could not, he has to assess what danger any information he gives could provide. Even if Sten is extremely handsome and, honestly, could take Jaskier to bed without another word, he is still an unknown. He is not one of the Summoned.
In some ways, Julie is right. It will always be them against the sphere as a whole, because they are not of this world.
After a breath, he nods.] You aren't incorrect. The Free Cities mostly prefer the magic of machines over chaos. I've been mostly teaching myself, honestly, though there are some who still practice, at the academies and such. Even portal mages! I suppose they haven't figured out a device that can recreate a portal quite yet. [Though Nocwich appears to have their own mages quite capable of such feats. Imagine -- a mage werewolf! What a silly image. Or so he would've thought weeks ago.] It is a funny thing, speaking of history. I've been working, along with a friend, on the restoration of an old speaking hall in Cadens, which bears runes that resemble ones I've seen copied in Thorne's library. I imagine the Free Cities certainly has its roots in old magic, but... well. Perhaps they find the lack of spontaneity from machines more comforting these days.
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[He can't help but wonder what wolf Sten would look like. Could he be...
No. It would be far too ironic.,. Too. Too funny in the grand scheme of things. But if his hair is any indication -- though it is not his pelt -- does he truly turn into a white wolf?
He would love to see it.]
Oh, I would not be surprised to hear it so. It's certainly not an easy magic. I'm still practicing to do it at all. [It was not the same as pulling a pelt on, but -- that's its own sort of magic. There must be some sort of chaos they weave for it?
Sten's question leaves him taking a sip, then hovering the glass near his lips as he considers. Do the people of Nocwich even know of the Horizon? Of their connection to the Singularity? Though he wishes he could not, he has to assess what danger any information he gives could provide. Even if Sten is extremely handsome and, honestly, could take Jaskier to bed without another word, he is still an unknown. He is not one of the Summoned.
In some ways, Julie is right. It will always be them against the sphere as a whole, because they are not of this world.
After a breath, he nods.] You aren't incorrect. The Free Cities mostly prefer the magic of machines over chaos. I've been mostly teaching myself, honestly, though there are some who still practice, at the academies and such. Even portal mages! I suppose they haven't figured out a device that can recreate a portal quite yet. [Though Nocwich appears to have their own mages quite capable of such feats. Imagine -- a mage werewolf! What a silly image. Or so he would've thought weeks ago.] It is a funny thing, speaking of history. I've been working, along with a friend, on the restoration of an old speaking hall in Cadens, which bears runes that resemble ones I've seen copied in Thorne's library. I imagine the Free Cities certainly has its roots in old magic, but... well. Perhaps they find the lack of spontaneity from machines more comforting these days.