In a way, it's appealing to think the world isn't having an undue influence on him. Not in the same way it afflicts Lahabrea anyway and so there might be a slight lessening of tension in Elidibus as the Speaker offers his opinion on the matter. It's true in the first few days he kept up with as best an Ardbert impression as he could, even with those not from the Source. But oft times recently Elidibus has found himself settling into a blend of the two identities and thus, finding easier portrayal.
It would never fool Ardbert's companions. But he didn't expect it to even when he was trying his utmost. Irhya... well, that's for debate. It was just long enough for him to settle into Aefenglom anyway. Another reason why it's better to leave Tataru's generous company, in case the Warrior of Light decides to spill the beans to the lalafell.
Lack of any insight into the experience of full moons is not pursued, but likely will be at a later date. A bottle full of water is pulled out. Still cold and crisp from the winter travel, but the supply is likely to warm up soon enough in the basement. Before responding, Elidibus cracks it open and takes a drink. "For the experiment last new moon, physical enhancement. A sharper cut, a stronger blow." The Emissary flicks his fingers dismissively. Of course it wasn't meant to be just that. He was working on the basics of control then. Foundation.
"I am focusing upon the elements of earth, ice, and fire for now. I have been exploring some efforts in manifesting Light but to no avail." Such experiments, even if their end result will be in vain, will likely have to wait until he has more of a mastery over his magic in general. "Nor does Darkness come to my beck." Elidibus, one of the few Ascians who would talk about Light with equal measure to Darkness. That's what happens when you are the very being the whole concept of the Warrior of Light was born from.
I can invoke wind, lightning, and water," Elidibus won't mention how little the evocation it was. But it was enough to show the elements were there to be practiced. "But I decided to narrow my attentions to half the amount until I'm assured of its functional use." Sure, he might have to narrow further and build that way but... Ascian ego. It's a thing.
Misjudgment. Errors. Elidibus seems to be making a lot of those lately. Perhaps this is why he quietly mentions aloud, after a sigh. "This star. Somehow I feel rushed." The eyes open again and he looks at the cookie between his fingers. "...Almost desperate, in a way I have no recollection of experiencing."
Even the scramble to save the Thirteenth did not immediately invoke a memory of the feelings he might have felt then. Not even the moments he had more recently experienced, in personally taking the stage... and near the moment of his transfer as the Warrior of Light-turned-Darkness approached the warded Crystal Tower to confront him. The latter had been... inevitability.
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It would never fool Ardbert's companions. But he didn't expect it to even when he was trying his utmost. Irhya... well, that's for debate. It was just long enough for him to settle into Aefenglom anyway. Another reason why it's better to leave Tataru's generous company, in case the Warrior of Light decides to spill the beans to the lalafell.
Lack of any insight into the experience of full moons is not pursued, but likely will be at a later date. A bottle full of water is pulled out. Still cold and crisp from the winter travel, but the supply is likely to warm up soon enough in the basement. Before responding, Elidibus cracks it open and takes a drink. "For the experiment last new moon, physical enhancement. A sharper cut, a stronger blow." The Emissary flicks his fingers dismissively. Of course it wasn't meant to be just that. He was working on the basics of control then. Foundation.
"I am focusing upon the elements of earth, ice, and fire for now. I have been exploring some efforts in manifesting Light but to no avail." Such experiments, even if their end result will be in vain, will likely have to wait until he has more of a mastery over his magic in general. "Nor does Darkness come to my beck." Elidibus, one of the few Ascians who would talk about Light with equal measure to Darkness. That's what happens when you are the very being the whole concept of the Warrior of Light was born from.
I can invoke wind, lightning, and water," Elidibus won't mention how little the evocation it was. But it was enough to show the elements were there to be practiced. "But I decided to narrow my attentions to half the amount until I'm assured of its functional use." Sure, he might have to narrow further and build that way but... Ascian ego. It's a thing.
Misjudgment. Errors. Elidibus seems to be making a lot of those lately. Perhaps this is why he quietly mentions aloud, after a sigh. "This star. Somehow I feel rushed." The eyes open again and he looks at the cookie between his fingers. "...Almost desperate, in a way I have no recollection of experiencing."
Even the scramble to save the Thirteenth did not immediately invoke a memory of the feelings he might have felt then. Not even the moments he had more recently experienced, in personally taking the stage... and near the moment of his transfer as the Warrior of Light-turned-Darkness approached the warded Crystal Tower to confront him. The latter had been... inevitability.