Think nothing of it. [...] One good turn deserves another, after all.
[It's a bit of a better thanks for lending her your cloak, in basic terms. And she's had a talent for this for years, it's cool.
Still, that is...interesting, to say the least. Blanche listens while she works, her eyes on the uniform but clearly listening. The method for stitching this back together without obvious stitch marks is a little involved, but it does give Blanche plenty to think about.]
It's a better start than I could have hoped for. Excellent work as always. [Even so...] Our path is settled then; we march to Miramas once we are well supplied. If a mage of that caliber is running around unchecked near that town, it's only a matter of time before they cause even more problems. Especially if the nobility of the area are sitting on their thumbs and doing nothing about it.
[And boy does she not like that.
Blanche does look up when he mentions what he got from the cleric, and turns her attention to that. It requires some careful scrutiny, Blanche touching the amulet to get a sense of it's power, but...]
...Yes, I recognize the magic within this. [She sounds surprised, but--] It's clearly been used, but...it's a ward meant to protect one from powerful magic, and it's no mere beginner's ward. This is quite advanced.
[It may be the reason that cleric survived to tell the tale about the magus. Blanche's gaze goes hard, before looking directly at Alaric.]
Keep it, Alaric. It may keep you safe, should we come across that magus.
[And she's sure she doesn't need to remind him why.]
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[It's a bit of a better thanks for lending her your cloak, in basic terms. And she's had a talent for this for years, it's cool.
Still, that is...interesting, to say the least. Blanche listens while she works, her eyes on the uniform but clearly listening. The method for stitching this back together without obvious stitch marks is a little involved, but it does give Blanche plenty to think about.]
It's a better start than I could have hoped for. Excellent work as always. [Even so...] Our path is settled then; we march to Miramas once we are well supplied. If a mage of that caliber is running around unchecked near that town, it's only a matter of time before they cause even more problems. Especially if the nobility of the area are sitting on their thumbs and doing nothing about it.
[And boy does she not like that.
Blanche does look up when he mentions what he got from the cleric, and turns her attention to that. It requires some careful scrutiny, Blanche touching the amulet to get a sense of it's power, but...]
...Yes, I recognize the magic within this. [She sounds surprised, but--] It's clearly been used, but...it's a ward meant to protect one from powerful magic, and it's no mere beginner's ward. This is quite advanced.
[It may be the reason that cleric survived to tell the tale about the magus. Blanche's gaze goes hard, before looking directly at Alaric.]
Keep it, Alaric. It may keep you safe, should we come across that magus.
[And she's sure she doesn't need to remind him why.]