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[ushiri]

Who: Kyle & open
What: Catch-all log. Open and closed starters in the comments!
Where: Castle Thorne, Nott, Horizon
When: Late November through December
Warnings: Kyle's general opt-out. Will add additional warnings if necessary.

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horizon; open

[ushiri]

[ The temple seems to have settled compared to what it was like last month, no more earthquakes or odd humming. The air here is still spring-summer warm despite the changes in weather in the real world, and some of the garden outside has expanded: along with the apple trees are now strawberry bushes, and even the odd jalapeño plant can be found. The statues that flank the structure are immense and maybe intimidating, but there's something innately welcoming about this place. The one who this domain belongs to doesn't mind peaceful visitors.

The books along the walls are beginning to fill too. Many of them are now texts on magic and texts on Thornean history, copies (or memories) of the ones found in the castle library. Others are still blank, or written in a language no one here but Kahlil speaks.

Tucked away between books a strange mirror can be found that offers no reflection.

The iron tree at the center of the circular structure is the same, though. Candles keep the area lit, the glass dome at the top revealing a starry night sky most of the time, despite the sunlight outside. If he's in his domain Kahlil can most often be found here, kneeling at the base of the tree. He'll greet anyone who enters, and offer them a lightly rose-flavored tea with honey, or wryly suggest that he can also conjure a slushee if they want something more flavorful. ]

castle thorne and nott; open

[ushiri]

[ The new Summoned appeared unexpectedly. He's noticed quite a few of them trying to navigate the library. He can be found here at a table in the back, pulling some of the books he found most useful for the many questions he had on arrival: histories of Thorne and the many, many fairy tales that serve in their place, maps of the continent, a couple of simple books on magic. If someone looks particularly confused he'll approach them to see if he might assist.

Or maybe point them to Istredd and Jack who know this place best.

In the meantime he can be found half falling asleep over particularly odd, dusty tomes of magic spells. His arcanic lessons with Yennefer are getting him a little more familiar with the ancient Thornean language that had interested him some time ago.

He can be seen walking through corridors near the South Wing, usually with a package in hand. Sometimes that leads him into the castle city proper, and sometimes he heads to the portals that lead to Nott. If you're looking for a tour of either city, he can oblige, so long as the guards allow you through. ]

( OOC: Feel free to start a thread post the introduction/exchanging of names if you like, or hmu via PM if you'd like something more specific in any of these areas! )

yennefer;

[ushiri]

[ Kahlil has kept his word since their first meeting, showing up to each of their sessions on time. Somehow he managed to power his way through the books she originally gave him, and through these two months - barring the interruption of the omens, he's managed to make progress. Whenever a rune or phrase in Ancient Thornean turns up in a spell, he copies it down with a little scribble about the spell its used for.

He fails a lot in those first weeks of practical spellwork. But he's stubborn and quick-witted, and his penchant for language means he's undeterred.

Unfortunately, he quickly learns what he expected about his original motive for learning: the wards and protections around the castle are far too complicated for him to figure out how to dispel on his own. This, though, he keeps to himself.

He's managed to perfect a simple protection spell, at least. A single use casting that mitigates some of the physical damage done to the one protected. It drains him horribly, though, and he ends up napping after nearly every class.

This time he finds her after she's done with her last class of the day. He knocks on the open door to announce himself. In one hand is a bottle of blackberry mead. He tilts his head to the side, raising an eyebrow. ]

A thank you, for all the lessons. [ He lifts the bottle with a wry grin. ] To share, if you have a moment to spare - and drinking with students isn't against your rules.

[ He's always been friendly in their interactions, carefully reading her mood. ]

rhy;

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[ Things have been okay, surprisingly, with Rhy. There have been mutual assurances between the both of them that what occurred was something desired, not forced - even if the initial push had been an outside source. It was good, and he felt good - and it seemed as though Rhy did as well.

Kahlil hasn't had much intention of pursuing Rhy more seriously. He knows the man has quite a few admirers and lovers - for better or worse Kahlil knows himself to be the jealous type in these matters. But there's still flirting, and something open-ended left on the metaphorical table.

He could never have this in Basawar.

Tonight he invites Rhy out with him to a tavern in the castle city. The place is a little nicer than his usual gossip-gathering haunts, and he actually allows himself to drink a little than he might if he were alone. The mood has been somber amongst the natives as of late and people are still wary of the Summoned, but there's still pockets like this where people don't stare at them when they take a table in a corner and order some wine. Reminders of the burned harvests and tainted waters are here in the shortened menu lists. The mood is good, at least. There's a troupe playing instruments in a corner, and a few inebriated folks are attempting to dance. ]

I wish they'd move a little farther from the fire... [ Kahlil says with a wince and a wry look as he takes a drink from his glass, enjoying the warmth in his belly - and the handsome company. ]