Make Way for the Lord of Spirits [Action]

[crowning_glory]

[The pod could have picked a better week to open. As the strange metal contraption released its seals and the lid lifted, a cold wind swept in from the blizzard setting in during the night. Milla Maxwell was awoken. She's confused, she's hungry, and she's out of contact with The Four. How unfavourable.]

[Like the others, she finds the box, and reads over its contents carefully. How curious. Brought to a world she doesn't know for reasons undisclosed. There's no time to dwell however. Stepping out of the pod the young woman examines herself. No injuries. Strange, but that's good news. She can feel the presence of spirits, but The Four seem to be oddly vacant from whatever world she's found herself in. The presence of spirits assures her she's not on Elympios, but she's never heard of this "Genessia" in Rieze Maxia either...]

[Well, she has no choice. She must march forward and assess the situation. She trudges through the Bay's waters until she can find the shore, shielding her face from errant snow as it fell from the sky. It was cold without Efreet to warm her. Her stomach won't stop growling either, without Gnome providing her with the nutrients her body needs. How long had she been sleeping?]

[Is there an inn nearby? If she could get out of this cold and find something to eat... Then perhaps she can make sense of the device she had been given and the necklace around her neck.]

[Waking at night doesn't seem to work in her favour. One might catch her wandering the city as she attempts to find a public place where she could either eat or warm up. Preferably both.]

Comments

[gorgeous_sin]

You'll find no shortage of jobs here. The requirements for taking on a job are lacking as well.

[She sits down at a desk, setting her lantern aside.]

What talents does one such as yourself possess?

[crowning_glory]

I am no stranger to work. My particular talents... [She thinks for a moment on what she should say.] I have skills in spirit artes and swordsmanship. Back where I come from, I travelled in a party that would often take on mercenary work.

[Approaching the desk, Milla rested a hand on it, leaning. She's not one for idle chatter, but perhaps it would be beneficial to get to know at least some of Genessia's residents.] ... And what of you?

[gorgeous_sin]

I suppose you could say I'm a mediator of sorts.

[She's certainly more personable than Gluttony, and her natural charms seem to inspire loyalty in men. She regards Milla with curiosity, then opens the book to one of the alchemical arrays and nudges it closer to the woman.]

Do you have any talent crafting something like this?

[crowning_glory]

[Milla calmly accepts the book and looks down at it only to suffer a very brief moment where her face is stricken with uncertainty.

She'd never seen symbols or sciences that were anything like this back on Reize Maxia!]

Um... [She clears her throat.] While these symbols vaguely resemble the magic circles that appear when channelling spirits, I'm afraid I cannot make any sense of them.

[She takes a closer look at the book.] This sounds almost like a recipe... Though not for any food I think I'd be willing to eat.

[gorgeous_sin]

Not unless you have an appetite for tree bark as hard as steel, in any case.

[A pity, but she wasn't exactly banking on finding an alchemist so coincidentally. She closes the book.]

Channeling spirits, however, sounds interesting. How is such a thing done?

[crowning_glory]

It's performed using a mana lobe... though I have reason to believe that humans in this place lack such a thing. That being said, it's difficult to explain. Humans in my world have a direct link to spirits and it's dependant on how well-defined their mana lobe in their brain is. I've been told that mine is very well-developed.

[Told by a talking doll.]

[She ponders her words.] It comes rather easy to me, so that must be true. [Also, she's kinda Maxwell, so spirits are a cake-walk.]

[gorgeous_sin]

[Lust listens patiently. She's unsure just what this power can accomplish, so there's no way to know if the woman will be useful or not.]

What does a channeled spirit do?

[crowning_glory]

Hmm... From what I could explain, and remember from Jude's particular information regarding the subject, it works like this: a human creates mana in their mana lobe, and when casting a spell, they 'channel' the spirits and offer that mana to them. The spirits then cast the arte, and recieve the mana necessary to maintain their life.

It's a give-and-take relationship between humans and spirits. The spells cast by channeling spirits can be used for many things, though I specialize in combat channeling.

[gorgeous_sin]

[BOOOOOOOOOOOORING. Not that there's any indication of such on Lust's face. There's no mention of creation, or of altering the life force of another being, so it sounds like she's hit a dead end, albeit an expected one.]

I assume you are a warrior, then?

[crowning_glory]

A warrior? I have been described as such, but I just do whatever it takes to fulfil my mission - to protect the balance of spirit and human-kind alike. Often times such a thing comes to blows.

[gorgeous_sin]

I see.

[Lust rises to her feet, taking the book with her.]

Well, you may rest assured that such struggles are unlikely to take place within the city. I take it you don't seem to enjoy fighting, if the look on your face is any indication.

[crowning_glory]

[That's an interesting thing to consider. Did she enjoy fighting? Battling monsters was an exhilarating experience unlike any other - but when it came to the disputes between humans... that was something different entirely.]

No. Who doesn't want a world where fighting would be unnecessary?

[gorgeous_sin]

There are many who find glory in such things. Granted, they're primarily men.

[She shoots a coy little glance at Milla. Ho ho, men bashing is hilarious!]

But those with a tender heart would certainly be against such things.

[crowning_glory]

Statistically speaking, that is true. Men are more prone to engage in "rough-housing" and other activity of the sort. I've read it has something to do with "testosterone" and possible pack mentality that has been said to be present in humans.

[Bashing men is so funny! Except when Milla goes and starts being boring about it. To Lust's last comment, Milla simply nods. She's not going to say she has a tender heart - that's a judgement for others to make.]

I've said so much about myself, I feel you have me at a disadvantage.

[gorgeous_sin]

[Lust doesn't volunteer any information freely, but she has little to hide. Besides, now Milla has her curious again.]

I take it you are not human yourself?

[crowning_glory]

[If Lust is going to be that way, then Milla is too.]

Technically.

[gorgeous_sin]

Technically?

[She gives a small 'hm' of amusement.]

How interesting. Then just what are you?

[crowning_glory]

I am Maxwell, Lord of Spirits. Though I suppose that name carries much less weight here in Genessia.

[gorgeous_sin]

Perhaps, perhaps not. Only a fool would underestimate someone with such an illustrious title.

[Flattery, or mockery? With Lust, it could be either one, or both, or none.]

I believe I've finished with my research for the night. I expect the weather may be more to your liking come midnight, if you wish to wait here before traversing elsewhere.

[crowning_glory]

[Whether or not it's flattery, or mockery, Milla just give Lust a smile. A knowing smile. Because she has a feeling it could be either.]

... Very well then. [She's going to have to concede here. This woman hasn't told her a thing about who she is. All Milla knows is that she's interested in alchemy - and her curiosity towards whether or not Milla herself knew anything about it was... worth noting.] I believe I will rest here until the weather clears.