Merlin & Nate || Magical shenanigans
sorcerermarlwulf:
notawizzard:
sorcerermarlwulf:
“Teach me some of that, too,” he smiles, glancing around habitually. “If I’m here long enough, I’ll end up enchanting you as much stuff as I can think of. Always wanted to make a magic sword or something, and if it’s a plus-five sword of healing so much the better.” He scuffs the ground with his boot toe. The boots had been his apprentice-piece, with enough inertial-charms to kick apart concrete or thin stone.
“Teach you healing magic? I’ll try, but y’know, I’m not great at it.” Merlin notes how fidgety Nate happens to be, maybe asking what he can do would remedy the situation. After all, he was decidedly curious, having not seen his capabilities.
“Hey, I don’t suppose, before we start-you could show me what you can do..?”
“Well…” Nate says thinking what to show Merlin. He takes one of the marbles out of his pocket and rolls it around in his fingers. Nate kneels and picks up two or three rocks. “Keep your eyes on the rocks,” he says, holding the marble in his knuckles. He throws a rock up lightly and aims his fingers at it, following its path. With a low whisper of “Click,” the marble glows and the rock changes direction rapidly, shooting through the air and ricocheting off a tree.
“Inertial magic; practice for my boots,” he explains, then takes a wrench from his belt and throws another rock, pointing the tool at it. This time he mutters ‘clank’ and the rock freezes in midair. Nate rotates the wrench and the rock rotates with it. “Ratch,” he orders, and the rock is released, its arch transferred to toss it towards Merlin.
Merlin stared in awe at Nate’s small display of his powers, damn near forgetting to deflect the rock hurtling towards him, luckily, absent-mindedly nodding seemed to do the trick as he reversed its path, and it skims just past the other.
Allowing himself out of this minor trance was probably for the best. “Oh god, I’m sorry-I’ve been a little spacey lately.” Merlin appears vaguely downcast, if only for a moment-but surely dwelling in this manner would never do-he thinks, so returning to his previous state, his eyes light up with a renewed vigour.
“Ok, I suppose I’d better show you what I’m capable of.”
The man chants a spell, and flames burst into a pile of twigs. The next spell to be uttered went along with the word “Draca”, and the flames become a spectacular animated dragon.
“…Granted, they’re just for aesthetics. I’d rather not risk harming anything.”
M’sorry, I’ve had little to no drive to do anything lately. And for the next few days, it’ll proceed to be much the same, if not because my boyfriend’s gonna be up here. Need’ta spend all the time with him possible, y’know?
+aflawedhero
“You definitely don’t look like you come from here-not that I’m unused to this-Name’s Merlin!” He extends a hand, slightly suspicious, if not intimidated by the man standing before him. Why was the tavern always the first place these rogue traveller-types go, hm?
Merlin & Nate || Magical shenanigans
sorcerermarlwulf:
“Teach me some of that, too,” he smiles, glancing around habitually. “If I’m here long enough, I’ll end up enchanting you as much stuff as I can think of. Always wanted to make a magic sword or something, and if it’s a plus-five sword of healing so much the better.” He scuffs the ground with his boot toe. The boots had been his apprentice-piece, with enough inertial-charms to kick apart concrete or thin stone.
“Teach you healing magic? I’ll try, but y’know, I’m not great at it.” Merlin notes how fidgety Nate happens to be, maybe asking what he can do would remedy the situation. After all, he was decidedly curious, having not seen his capabilities.
“Hey, I don’t suppose, before we start-you could show me what you can do..?”
