Farris listened to the Kelvic's answer with a measure of resentment. It was clearly visible upon his expression. She'd taken his meaning to be far too literal and had perhaps made a judgement call in her statement that was unwarranted. Her words were biting in their direct nature, and it seemed quite obvious that neither deceit nor tact were in Kelski's nature. But, in truth, Farris found the fact of that rather refreshing. It warranted an extension of his own trust and the decision was made in his mind to provide her with the small measure of information she'd requested so politely. As the two began their journey to wherever Kelski was taking him, he parted his lips to provide that answer.
"Res," he said, the word hardly louder than a whisper. "Res is the corporeal manifestation of a Reimancer's djed. It follows our will and is the medium which we use to interact with the elements..."
His words were meant to be direct, though his usage of the extended vocabulary he possessed, at times, alienated him from others. It wasn't something he was ashamed of, for the wider range of vocabulary one had, the easier it was to maintain such knowledge for posterity in the most specific way possible. The wizard chuckled softly as she made her clarification, knowing the lure that was magic and the power that he could share with Kelski. Her curious nature and incessant questions reminded him of a younger self, pestering a father that was no longer there about answers that he now knew. He let an exasperated smile cast upon his features as he followed alongside Kelski. He believed that the Kelvic deserved to know more. She was, after all, being quite hospitable and protective of him. Even Farris, with his withdrawn nature prone to fits of vacancy in favor of thought, could see that her concerns were well-intended.
"I'll answer your questions in full, Kelski. You posed a tremendous offer in exchange for no promises of true initiation. Safety in this city full of hatred and greed is a hard thing to find, and friends to my kind are far more difficult. I've remained shut in my own home for longer than I care to admit, privately practicing while my late father's inheritance kept me in good health for the duration. With that inheritance gone and the need to branch into the world created, I find that my practice has outgrown my own home and my solitude has outgrown its welcome. Your questions are not difficult to answer and your presence is certainly a welcome one. I'd be glad for your hospitality," he told her. The admission of his life in Sunberth was a difficult one. Even now, Farris still found it difficult to admit that his father was truly dead and that his life had been uprooted as a result. It destroyed him to leave Ravok, but there was no home for him in that city without him.
Their pace was brisk and the Reimancer was grateful for it. Once they'd left Execution Square was at last when he believed their safety most compromised, the abundance of thieves and charlatans something he had desperately sought to avoid.
"If I'm in your home and using your facilities, it isn't a bother for you to watch and ask questions about what I am doing. In fact, perhaps the questions might better assist my own thought process. It can be beneficial to have you around, if it's seen that way rather than a nuisance," he added, completing his thought as his gray gaze cast forward. They were approaching Baroque Bay? Where did this Kelvic live?
"Res," he said, the word hardly louder than a whisper. "Res is the corporeal manifestation of a Reimancer's djed. It follows our will and is the medium which we use to interact with the elements..."
His words were meant to be direct, though his usage of the extended vocabulary he possessed, at times, alienated him from others. It wasn't something he was ashamed of, for the wider range of vocabulary one had, the easier it was to maintain such knowledge for posterity in the most specific way possible. The wizard chuckled softly as she made her clarification, knowing the lure that was magic and the power that he could share with Kelski. Her curious nature and incessant questions reminded him of a younger self, pestering a father that was no longer there about answers that he now knew. He let an exasperated smile cast upon his features as he followed alongside Kelski. He believed that the Kelvic deserved to know more. She was, after all, being quite hospitable and protective of him. Even Farris, with his withdrawn nature prone to fits of vacancy in favor of thought, could see that her concerns were well-intended.
"I'll answer your questions in full, Kelski. You posed a tremendous offer in exchange for no promises of true initiation. Safety in this city full of hatred and greed is a hard thing to find, and friends to my kind are far more difficult. I've remained shut in my own home for longer than I care to admit, privately practicing while my late father's inheritance kept me in good health for the duration. With that inheritance gone and the need to branch into the world created, I find that my practice has outgrown my own home and my solitude has outgrown its welcome. Your questions are not difficult to answer and your presence is certainly a welcome one. I'd be glad for your hospitality," he told her. The admission of his life in Sunberth was a difficult one. Even now, Farris still found it difficult to admit that his father was truly dead and that his life had been uprooted as a result. It destroyed him to leave Ravok, but there was no home for him in that city without him.
Their pace was brisk and the Reimancer was grateful for it. Once they'd left Execution Square was at last when he believed their safety most compromised, the abundance of thieves and charlatans something he had desperately sought to avoid.
"If I'm in your home and using your facilities, it isn't a bother for you to watch and ask questions about what I am doing. In fact, perhaps the questions might better assist my own thought process. It can be beneficial to have you around, if it's seen that way rather than a nuisance," he added, completing his thought as his gray gaze cast forward. They were approaching Baroque Bay? Where did this Kelvic live?