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Izaneus stood high next to the man who rudely grabbed him by the collar and thrust him into the blackened sky. Carrying him into the night with barely any chance for the young Wizard to get a grasp on his situation. Yet even so. As he slowly gained his balance on the branch he stood upon. Which he believed could snap at any moment. He couldn’t help but feel a wave of relief being away from Elise. He cared for the vampire. But sometimes he couldn’t help but…
He sighed out. One hand holding tightly to the base of wood that kept them both hidden and safe from breaking their necks from the fall… Well, Gildarts would be fine. But Izaneus was slowly learning that he was far too underprepared for these things. There was so much yet he had to learn…
He already wanted to sigh again. His thoughts kept drifting from one depressing topic to another. Did he enjoy the act of learning? Of course.. But… he couldn’t quite explain why it placed a weight on his chest. Why everything going on made him want to curl into a ball and rot away.
But it did.
It did.
“Hey, you payin’ attention?” The elder mage spoke roughly. His eyes, not leaving the cave they’d been eying for a few minutes now.
“Not really..” The heir muttered back. Which made Gildarts raise an eyebrow, grabbing the younger one by the arm and pulling him closer to the branch edge. Something that Izaneus was not particularly fond of. “Wh- Are you trying to make me fall??” he near shouted. But tried to refrain due to the fact that this was supposed to be a “stealth” mission.
“Look down there. See?” Izaneus wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be seeing. Gildarts had already seemingly spotted whatever it was that they… “ What..?” He whispered, as his eyes focused themselves to better view the sight in front of him. There was a large amount of spacial energy coalescing in front of the cave entrance. Whirling about in a circular motion that slowly drew in its surroundings. Through his innate vision. Izaneus could see the destination that it led to. Which was alight with torches. Orange and yellows splashing on well constructed walls.
It was a spell. A portal of some kind. But that wasn’t all..
Izaneus watched as a small squirrel exited harmlessly through the portal from the cave. Trodding gently over to the tree he and Gildarts currently stayed on.
“Ahh, I know that look. You’re getting it now.” He heard the other Wizard speak his approval. Almost feeling the grin that he wore. Izaneus huffed softly in response. As though that was supposed to be difficult.
“So is that how the Dragon distinguishes guests from intruders? But then.. What allows the guests to go through the gate..” He wondered aloud. His eyes glowing their faint Azure hues in the orchid darkness, as they squinted in a futile hope to help him think better. Gildarts stayed silent, save for a faint hum. As though waiting patiently for something. Which, Iza couldn’t lie, Mildly irritated him. Why was he simply sitting there waiting for him to figure the answer out? Izaneus wished he’d done more work on the source of the mind. That way he’d be able to learn exactly what Gildarts was thinking. If he was.
However. One thing was for certain. The mage was powerful… This was proven throughout many steps of their journey, he also had a fair bit of experience about him. Yet even with all of Izaneus’s study into psychology. He couldn’t get a glimpse into Gildarts mind. Other than he was troubled, and the magic that surrounded him was no benediction. But more of a malignant curse… There was always a faint wisp of ambient power about him.
Izaneus, as per usual, was once more lost in thought. That he didn’t notice the convoy creaking to a halt. With the whines of the engines that supported its movement.
However, luckily. There was another set of eyes on that branch. Which flicked about. Watching for the movement of their other companions. They were a competent bunch. If violent. Gildarts quite knew that there was little chance of them being spotted this late into the game. Yet.. even so. He couldn’t help the faint feeling in the back of his head like something was amiss.
He sighed out. One hand holding tightly to the base of wood that kept them both hidden and safe from breaking their necks from the fall… Well, Gildarts would be fine. But Izaneus was slowly learning that he was far too underprepared for these things. There was so much yet he had to learn…
He already wanted to sigh again. His thoughts kept drifting from one depressing topic to another. Did he enjoy the act of learning? Of course.. But… he couldn’t quite explain why it placed a weight on his chest. Why everything going on made him want to curl into a ball and rot away.
But it did.
It did.
“Hey, you payin’ attention?” The elder mage spoke roughly. His eyes, not leaving the cave they’d been eying for a few minutes now.
“Not really..” The heir muttered back. Which made Gildarts raise an eyebrow, grabbing the younger one by the arm and pulling him closer to the branch edge. Something that Izaneus was not particularly fond of. “Wh- Are you trying to make me fall??” he near shouted. But tried to refrain due to the fact that this was supposed to be a “stealth” mission.
“Look down there. See?” Izaneus wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be seeing. Gildarts had already seemingly spotted whatever it was that they… “ What..?” He whispered, as his eyes focused themselves to better view the sight in front of him. There was a large amount of spacial energy coalescing in front of the cave entrance. Whirling about in a circular motion that slowly drew in its surroundings. Through his innate vision. Izaneus could see the destination that it led to. Which was alight with torches. Orange and yellows splashing on well constructed walls.
It was a spell. A portal of some kind. But that wasn’t all..
Izaneus watched as a small squirrel exited harmlessly through the portal from the cave. Trodding gently over to the tree he and Gildarts currently stayed on.
“Ahh, I know that look. You’re getting it now.” He heard the other Wizard speak his approval. Almost feeling the grin that he wore. Izaneus huffed softly in response. As though that was supposed to be difficult.
“So is that how the Dragon distinguishes guests from intruders? But then.. What allows the guests to go through the gate..” He wondered aloud. His eyes glowing their faint Azure hues in the orchid darkness, as they squinted in a futile hope to help him think better. Gildarts stayed silent, save for a faint hum. As though waiting patiently for something. Which, Iza couldn’t lie, Mildly irritated him. Why was he simply sitting there waiting for him to figure the answer out? Izaneus wished he’d done more work on the source of the mind. That way he’d be able to learn exactly what Gildarts was thinking. If he was.
However. One thing was for certain. The mage was powerful… This was proven throughout many steps of their journey, he also had a fair bit of experience about him. Yet even with all of Izaneus’s study into psychology. He couldn’t get a glimpse into Gildarts mind. Other than he was troubled, and the magic that surrounded him was no benediction. But more of a malignant curse… There was always a faint wisp of ambient power about him.
Izaneus, as per usual, was once more lost in thought. That he didn’t notice the convoy creaking to a halt. With the whines of the engines that supported its movement.
However, luckily. There was another set of eyes on that branch. Which flicked about. Watching for the movement of their other companions. They were a competent bunch. If violent. Gildarts quite knew that there was little chance of them being spotted this late into the game. Yet.. even so. He couldn’t help the faint feeling in the back of his head like something was amiss.