Memory Share: Seregil í Korit

[of_bokthersa]

You've been with Nysander for several months now. Kicked from the court like a thief once your relationship with Korathan was discovered. Thrown out without Korathan speaking a single word for you. What you had wasn't love, you knew that well enough, but it still stung like a knife wound. It was only thanks to Nysander and his belief in your ability to become a wizard that you weren't on the street scrounging for survival.

Except you've been a complete miserable failure with that as well. All your spells turn out wrong or burst into a disaster. No matter how much guidance he's given you, you can't seem to return the faith he has in you. It's begun to eat a hole in you, pushing you deeper into the melancholy that you've been fighting since your exile. These are the things that cause the Aurenfaie to take their lives when they're exiled. This firm grasp of how much you don't belong, how you'll never belong in the world of the Tir.

This is a simple spell, one that you're sure you can do without messing it up. This time, this time you'll be able to do it right, and you'll be able to prove Nysander's faith in you justified.

Comments

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[unknownmoirai]

[She will never push things he doesn't want to discuss.]

Stomach? Was it bad?

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[of_bokthersa]

I have a peculiarity that often causes me to become ill when dealing with magic.

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[unknownmoirai]

I am sorry to hear that.
I do magic a lot. It is how I created this form.

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[of_bokthersa]

You created your body from magical means?

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[unknownmoirai]

Yes. It is used to contain what I am. Which is magical. I don't know if that makes sense.

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[of_bokthersa]

Perfect.

[He's surprised he can be around her. Still, it's a good thing that he can be.]

[unknownmoirai]

Is it bad? This form is made of magic but because of how it is made it suppresses a lot of my power.

[of_bokthersa]

I meant that it made perfect sense. There is never anything bad about you, my dear.

[unknownmoirai]

There are bad things about me.

[of_bokthersa]

Not horrible, though.

[unknownmoirai]

I wish I believed that Seregil.
Everyone has the potential for good and bad. Even me. But thank you for thinking so highly of me, even when I'm made up of something you don't like.

[of_bokthersa]

Everyone has the potential, but how you choose to use that potential is what makes one good or ill. You choose to use yours to protect and show kindness.

I don't dislike magic. It's beautiful and useful. It simply hates me.

[unknownmoirai]

I don't hate you.
Which means that some magic must like you.

:)

[of_bokthersa]

Then it is clearly the best kind of magic.

[unknownmoirai]

I am glad that you think so.

If you'd like, I can show you my magic sometime. If you want to see it.

[of_bokthersa]

Provided it's not directed at me, I would love to see it.

[unknownmoirai]

I would never hurt you Seregil

[of_bokthersa]

I know, but even the kindest of magic can work awry on me. Alec, however, well, spell on him away.

[unknownmoirai]

I don't think he'd like that very much.

[of_bokthersa]

Perhaps not.

[unknownmoirai]

I could get him wet?
Most of my magic doesn't really affect others, unless I am healing.

[of_bokthersa]

Ah, what sort of magic could you do that would get him wet?

[unknownmoirai]

Weather magic... I am also friends with a water spirit.

[of_bokthersa]

I have a friend who would be quite facinated by you.

[unknownmoirai]

Oh? Who is that?