Through the gaps in her fingers Uleru watches as the man breaths sparks over the water in a sparkling cloud of orange and yellow. Impressive! He picked that up fast. Maybe he has an natural affinity for magic.
Lowering her hands the moulding laughs at the look on the Svefra's face as he turns to her. The amazed excitement she sees there is just the same as a child catching his first fish. He rattles off on how he is surprised he didn't breath fire, but only sparks.
"You can breath fire if you want too, Svefra" she says. "But you would need to spit liquid res instead of mist. And liquid is much more expensive to your body, because its more dense and therefore uses more dijed. You wouldn't last long before overgiving and seeing the face of god" she says shortly. She remembers trying to drown the Myrian Razkar with fingers shoved down his throat and water pouring from her hands. And even with the massive amounts of dijed in her body she could feel the force draining out of her in an alarming way.
As if just realizing she is there, the man then offhandedly asks what her question is. Uleru taps her finger to her lip as she considers this. It's seems that the man has some skills is magic, but how clever is he really? She can ask him anything she wants, but what if he is as dumb as a flounder? Then anything he has to say would be useless.
What she needs is a guarantee that he can answer her with some certainty. What she has to ask won't be clear or easy at all... Wait, how about a riddle? Yes, thats it! A little test to make sure he has a working mind, then onto much more interesting things.
"A simple lesson, so a simple question", the Otani grins, tilting her head as if to view him from a different angle. "My name is Oname Tymn. True or false?"
Lowering her hands the moulding laughs at the look on the Svefra's face as he turns to her. The amazed excitement she sees there is just the same as a child catching his first fish. He rattles off on how he is surprised he didn't breath fire, but only sparks.
"You can breath fire if you want too, Svefra" she says. "But you would need to spit liquid res instead of mist. And liquid is much more expensive to your body, because its more dense and therefore uses more dijed. You wouldn't last long before overgiving and seeing the face of god" she says shortly. She remembers trying to drown the Myrian Razkar with fingers shoved down his throat and water pouring from her hands. And even with the massive amounts of dijed in her body she could feel the force draining out of her in an alarming way.
As if just realizing she is there, the man then offhandedly asks what her question is. Uleru taps her finger to her lip as she considers this. It's seems that the man has some skills is magic, but how clever is he really? She can ask him anything she wants, but what if he is as dumb as a flounder? Then anything he has to say would be useless.
What she needs is a guarantee that he can answer her with some certainty. What she has to ask won't be clear or easy at all... Wait, how about a riddle? Yes, thats it! A little test to make sure he has a working mind, then onto much more interesting things.
"A simple lesson, so a simple question", the Otani grins, tilting her head as if to view him from a different angle. "My name is Oname Tymn. True or false?"