Darmus By Night

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Looking at Cervantes, Thorne just blinked in suprise. She continued to stare at him. "You do Magic? So why do you need me? And what spell did you do wrong twice that I could sense?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Yes, I do magic... I just do it... Diferently... And I don't like how I do it..." He stopped and thought about the spell she asked about. Grinning to himself he turned toward her. "You really wanna know what spell it was? Fine, but remember... You asked..." He began to sing, quietly, but loud enough for Thorne to hear him easily. As the song ended, Thorne felt a light touch brush through her hair, as though a hand had just ran through it. Only Cervie still stood more than ten paces away from her, grinning as he focused his eyes on her chest, the phantom touch followed his gaze and lightly brushed across her right breast. He knew it would nettle her, but he was willing to do so, just to get her off his back about his magic... And, hell, it was fun feeling her up, even if he really didn't get the pleasure of it himself.

 

[Xander]

Walter Morningstar

Having made camp a good distance from the road, Walter had his eyes and ears perfectly primed in order to fore see enemies and incoming Heretics.

Walter sensed a power source in the horizont.
Walters eyes narrowed. He knew that signature, he had seen it before. Oh something like it before.

oh yeah, thats right. Its the magic signature of the singing bards with their little parlor trick illusions.

Heretics the whole bunch of them.

They should all be burned for the Glory of the True God!.

Walter leaned back against the tree, and tried to blend in with the growing darkness.
So there was a Bard nearby, probaly singing to some fat wench in the deperate hope to have a bed partner this night. Both probaly so fat and disgusting that they couldn't be looked upon without causing physical sickness.

Ah well, let them do their little parlor tricks.
Walter just hoped the two of them had a couple of corn sacks to pull over each other heads.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Startled, Thorne jumped back and then eyed Cervantes. She'd heard of the singers of magic. She brought up her hands, focusing on the image of a brick wall around Cervantes. She couldn't sidle away from these hands, but she could stop him from throwing the power that created them. Using the power she had brought up with her hands, Thorne brought mental image and power together, creating a whisper thin wall of energy between her body and Cervantes. If he wanted to make her freak out, he wasn't going to succeed, magic was her department, and something she knew how to deal with. She mused that maybe he was testing her. If he wanted a test, so be it. She focused a little more energy, this time working through a tiny hole she created in the wall. She slowly brought the magic forward in the form of a wind, letting it ruffle Cervantes hair before she snapped the wall back together.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Smiling as Thorne jumped at the phantom touch, cervie despelled the magic. He felt her magically ruffle his hair then. "So, you want to play do you?" He said through a grin. With a sigh he pulled his book of spells out. "Maybe later, when I'm actually done rereading some more..." He looked up at her from over the pages of the book. "Unless you have any spells worth my time to learn..." His grin deepened.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Giving a short laugh, Thorne produced her books. "What sort of magic would you want to learn? There's simple illusions, some elemental magic, storm calling, and other spells. Most of my magics are fairly simple, but can be used to create interesting results." She then started flipping through the first of three books. Her life's work was in these tomes, they were all her own spells.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Actually, something I never did before was get a familiar... That would be kinda cool, a timber wolf or something... Something that likes to hunt as much as I do..."

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Arching an eyebrow, Thorne brought up the third book of the stack, carefully balancing the books on top of eachother. She flipped to a page fairly far back in the book. She turned the page to face Cervantes. Written in her own hand, the spell was neatly transcribed, and illuminated with drawings of animals. "This is the Familiar Calling. It will call to you an animal that you can bond with and will bond you with said animal for the rest of your life, or until the animal is slayed. I warn you though, this spell reads your soul, and will call an animal it feels you will bond best with. Sometimes, that animal is not the one you would choose." With that, she smiled and stepped back.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Cool!" Cervie shot as he took hold of her book and began to read, formulating the words in his mind into verses to be sung. Five minutes later, he looked up, clearded his throat and sang. A minute later, the song was done and Cervie looked about, impatiently waiting for his wolf to jump out and lick his face affectionately.

"Well? Where is the blasted pooch?!" He asked with annoyance as he looked up at Thorne. Just then, as merry as you please, a plump little horse fly up and buzzed onto the scene, and landed square upon Cervie's shoulder...

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Listening to the song, Thorne followed the magic's pattern within the music. He actually sang rather well, even if he would probably never admit it, she thought. When she saw that the only animal that had come into the clearing was the horse fly, she arched an eyebrow and felt for the power signiture. It was gone, and the spell was concluded. "Ahem, Cervantes? Your familiar has arrived." She gave a bemused smile and pointed to the horsefly. "I did warn you, sometimes, it is not what you would wish for that becomes your familiar."

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"What? Where?!" Cervie turned around in a full circle, then looked back to her, only then, hearing the buzz of the fly's little wings as it sputtered in its place on his shoulder. He looked down at it, brushed it away, only to have it land right back on his shoulder. "Oh... Oh no... Uhuh, HELL NO! A fly?! A freaking fl*" He stopped suddenly in is growing exasperated annoyance and began to ponder this. "A fly... Hmmm..." He grinned. "Yeah, I can see that... I guess... Kinda, yeah..." He looked down at the little insect. It buzzed it wings as if to answer his look. With a heavy sigh, he shrugged and slumped his shoulders. "Well... I guess... Yeah..." Looking back up at Thorne, Cervie shared her bemused smile. "Wanna give me a hand for awhile here?" He asked as he flipped a few pages in his book.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

At Cervantes' reaction, Thorne finally gave in and started laughing. It was a quiet, but amused laugh, honest in it's orgin. "All Right, I'll help you, what do you need?" She managed through the laughter. If it required magic, she would definately help him with it, after all, that's what he hired her to do.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Here, memorise these two spells and I will memorize the last two, and we will get this fly to be all magicked up and stuff..." He said as he handed her the book, open to the apropriate page.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Still chuckling, Thorne took the book and found a tree to lean up against. She started reading the words carefully, making sure to pronounce them correctly in her mind. She sat there, barely even breathing as she read through the words.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

With a satisfied smile cervie leaned agains a tree opposite Thorne and began reading through a couple other spellsongs. "Oh bubzy, you're gonna like this..." He muttered to himself as he looked over at the fly on his shoulder.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Thorne read through each spell, making sure she had them down. She looked up at Cervantes then, looking at the fly on his shoulder, and back to the man. They made almost as unlikely looking a pair as she and Talesin first had. "I'm ready whenever you are" she finally said, supressing a smile.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Looking up with a nod, having just finished rereading the spells he was going to cast, Cervie looked down toward the fly. "Well now Bubzy, lets see what we can do to you..." He said with a smile. "You have the first two components of the spell Thorne... Just direct the magic upon lil Bubzy here..." He said as he turned his shoulder forward.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

As she began, Thorne realized that she was nearly singing the words, unable to phrase the magic in any other way and have it be successful. She focused the energy at the Fly, concentrating soley on the words coming from her mouth.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

The moment Thorne cast the spell upon Bubzy, the little thing up and flew. "Zzzzugar!" something exclaimed with glee inside Cervantes's mind. "Hey! You get back here ya stinking fly! Where do you think you're going?! Huh?! We're not finished magicking you up just yet! "Zzzzzzzzzzugarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*" the little voice said in cervies head. "Zugar? Wha???" Cervie repeated as he chased in the direction the fly had gone. He found it landed upon a half rotted apple, on the ground. "Oh... SUGar... Wait... You're talking..." Cervie watched the fly for a moment, as it rambled on. "ZugarZugarZugar...." It repeated over and over in delight. "Ooookay... Thorne, hey thorne! Throw the other one on the stupid thing... Its being kinda weird here... Obsessive even..." Cervie said with an odd expression.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Looking at the fly, Thorne started to cast the other spell on the fly, her eyes faintly glowing. She never realized it, but Thorne looked different when she did magic. She glowed fainly with a green aura, and her hair seemed to be kicked up by a wind. She continued to speak, her energy coming to meet the spell, and bursting forward, onto the fly.

 

[Guest]

Originally posted by Ravenloft

Cervantes/Bubzy:

As the spells energy mutated Bubzy even further, Cervie heard it talking even more. "Is MY zugar! All minez! Yez!" Blinking at this, cervie looked up at Thorne. "Er, yeah, well, okay, thats cool... Heh... Um... My turn..." And with that, Cervie sang the first spell over the fly, and as he did, the damn thing began to grow, it grew bigger than a fist, but not much. "Wild!" Cervie exclaimed as the fly continued to munch on the apple, taking coin sized peices out of it with each bite now. "Yumz, yumz, youz zoo delizious, my pretty little applez!" The fly chortled, still in Cervies mind.

Cervie set into the last song then, and as he sang it, the fly started to buzz louder and louder, eventually the buzzing seemed to be forming words... Out loud. "Yez my little applez, I'll eat you right to the corez. You'rez zoo tazte. Yez you arez!" The fly had put a large dent in the apple in only a few minutes...

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Watching Bubzy, Thorne arched an eyebrow. "Cervantes, what did we just do to that fly?" She could still feel power playing around the fly, and wondered what spells Cervantes had cast on the poor thing.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"We enhanced it! Cool huh? Well, other than its obvious... Um... sugar facination..." It was mostly from lack of sleep, but Cervie was acting rather giddy. He definately wouldn't have gone and done a bunch of silly spells if he were wide awake you know...

 

[LadyDarkFire]

Thorne:

Looking at Cervantes oddly, Thorne blinked and then rubbed her eyes a bit. She was a touch tired from not sleeping last night, but it was something that she could handle, she had many times before. She put away her spell books and rummaged around in a belt pouch. Coming up with a sugar cube, wrapped in wax paper, she tossed it to Cervantes. "Here, I usually keep a few of these on hand for Talesin, but you might want to use it to make friends with the little pair of wings. And you seem overtired, Cervantes." She turned around and started to walk back, slowly. Her eyes showed fatigue in them, she was physically tired, and doing only minor spells to release the energy she had wasn't working. She was glad she would get to face the dragon soon. The spells of sleep and confusion were major magical workings, and she needed to release the potential she had within herself, or it could possibly grow to big to control.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Taking the sugar cube from Thorne, Cervie looked at it and nodded. "Okay, yeah, thats cool. Sleep sounds good..." He started to walk back toward Kiahra's hut. "Bubzy! Come!" He called, holding the sugar cube out to entice the fist sized fly. It buzzed, well, seeing as how bit the thing was now, it was a LITTLE more than a buzz... But you get the picture... Its way over to Cervie's hand and started to gnaw at the sugar. "Lam, mumph, oh, lam, lam, lam, yes, thatz good, thatz zoo good..." The fly said almost passionately. Cervie just trudged back, and when he got there, slumped down and fell to sleep... For several hours.