"Gott sei Dank--" Caleb murmured, lifting his hand to rub against his temples even as one eye was open as he watched the way that Holland was acting, settling himself closer to the earth to make an assessment. "If that is the truth then that means that things should settle very quickly back to a pendulum's starting positional-- we are just waiting for the back and forth dance to complete."
He is rummaging into his pack to make sure that his components pouch is there, very good-- that meant he would not be completely stranded by a lack of supplies, though he knew that he would have to figure out a way to obtain more eventually.
"By what nature does your magic manifest, if I may ask?" He had a feeling that Holland may be more of a sorcerer, though there was something achingly familiar about him; that subtle terseness. He already knew that he was staring at someone who was intensely gifted, maybe a bit of the tragedy about him.
Often times they said that magic and the procurement of such came with an unenviable price; he'd already paid his-- in fact was still paying it. Though he did not ask for a backstory, he was not nearly so gauche as that.
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He is rummaging into his pack to make sure that his components pouch is there, very good-- that meant he would not be completely stranded by a lack of supplies, though he knew that he would have to figure out a way to obtain more eventually.
"By what nature does your magic manifest, if I may ask?" He had a feeling that Holland may be more of a sorcerer, though there was something achingly familiar about him; that subtle terseness. He already knew that he was staring at someone who was intensely gifted, maybe a bit of the tragedy about him.
Often times they said that magic and the procurement of such came with an unenviable price; he'd already paid his-- in fact was still paying it. Though he did not ask for a backstory, he was not nearly so gauche as that.