Xavarian listened with interest, not without scribbling things down either, when the subjects of Aether and those who knew it arose. Â The elezen seemed to spark a bit through the time he sat and listened, little streaks of lightning aspected Aether jumping along his body. Â He didn't seem to be readying any hostile movement, however, by his face and posture, still with a smile and looking relatively tired. Â In fact, he may not have even noticed...
"Is she~? Â It sounds as though she is a Scholar of Grimoire, among those who utilize tomes for Aetherical direction.. How intriguing, this Ms. Artemis sounds like she would be interesting to meet~ Â Though, ah-" Â He pauses a moment, bring a hand up to his lips to think, and finally realizes it's sparking. Â By now some of his hair has started to stand up from the static, and he huffs, shaking his hand out as though that might be rid of the sparks. Â It only partly works, though the air chills slightly instead. . .
"Excuse me." Â He mutters, before continuing, more curious but with a hint of concern. Â "You cannot find your brother?" Â Clearly his sharp ears hadn't missed the murmur. Â "I, ah, well, you need not speak of it if you'd rather not, of course, but.. if he has an interest in Aether, and you seek to find him, perhaps I can be of use there. Â Or, I mean, so much as looking out for one of his description. Â ... If you'd care for such a thing, anyway, I do not mean to mettle." Â He waves a placating hand, not wishing to offend somehow. Â
"But beyond that, I ah- Conjury is something I- well, I've some knowledge in, but not the most apt. Â Yet. Â A field of study I too am still.. learning." Â A hand runs through his hair, the air becoming a bit colder around him, though there's none to say it might not be a nice relief in the desert sun. Â "Considering the differences in Aetherical sources, I can only help in ways of teaching to appease one's surroundings and the ... Elementals" the word said with an odd, thoughtful distance "to draw their Aether in tandem with one's will so much yet. Â 'So much' being 'little'~ Â That of nature finds it.. amusing not always to listen to me, I suppose." Â He huffs lightly, thinking of the various mishaps he had with both Wind and Earth seeming to choose wills of their own to follow instead of his. Â There were untold hairknots, being blown over, and bruises those days. Â
"I will not deny one's search for knowledge, but in that regard, there are those far greater to teach than I~ Â My particular skills of current lie much closer with that of the self's Aetherical potency, hm~? Â I've, ah." Â He shakes a hand some, little bits of frost now falling from it to melt before they reach the ground. Â "I've quite a lot of that~ Â I just seek to learn everything of all sorts of Aether that I can, but have much yet to see. Â So if you are interested in discussing theory, doing experiments, and finding application of various Aetherical manipulations, then I would quite enjoy speaking to you of such matters, but.. well," Â A gesture to Warren, with the inclusion of a somewhat amused, sly look as to say 'I see what you did there.' to the Paladin. Â "As he said, knowledge of spellery and the sword are different matters, and I have only the former~"
"Is she~? Â It sounds as though she is a Scholar of Grimoire, among those who utilize tomes for Aetherical direction.. How intriguing, this Ms. Artemis sounds like she would be interesting to meet~ Â Though, ah-" Â He pauses a moment, bring a hand up to his lips to think, and finally realizes it's sparking. Â By now some of his hair has started to stand up from the static, and he huffs, shaking his hand out as though that might be rid of the sparks. Â It only partly works, though the air chills slightly instead. . .
"Excuse me." Â He mutters, before continuing, more curious but with a hint of concern. Â "You cannot find your brother?" Â Clearly his sharp ears hadn't missed the murmur. Â "I, ah, well, you need not speak of it if you'd rather not, of course, but.. if he has an interest in Aether, and you seek to find him, perhaps I can be of use there. Â Or, I mean, so much as looking out for one of his description. Â ... If you'd care for such a thing, anyway, I do not mean to mettle." Â He waves a placating hand, not wishing to offend somehow. Â
"But beyond that, I ah- Conjury is something I- well, I've some knowledge in, but not the most apt. Â Yet. Â A field of study I too am still.. learning." Â A hand runs through his hair, the air becoming a bit colder around him, though there's none to say it might not be a nice relief in the desert sun. Â "Considering the differences in Aetherical sources, I can only help in ways of teaching to appease one's surroundings and the ... Elementals" the word said with an odd, thoughtful distance "to draw their Aether in tandem with one's will so much yet. Â 'So much' being 'little'~ Â That of nature finds it.. amusing not always to listen to me, I suppose." Â He huffs lightly, thinking of the various mishaps he had with both Wind and Earth seeming to choose wills of their own to follow instead of his. Â There were untold hairknots, being blown over, and bruises those days. Â
"I will not deny one's search for knowledge, but in that regard, there are those far greater to teach than I~ Â My particular skills of current lie much closer with that of the self's Aetherical potency, hm~? Â I've, ah." Â He shakes a hand some, little bits of frost now falling from it to melt before they reach the ground. Â "I've quite a lot of that~ Â I just seek to learn everything of all sorts of Aether that I can, but have much yet to see. Â So if you are interested in discussing theory, doing experiments, and finding application of various Aetherical manipulations, then I would quite enjoy speaking to you of such matters, but.. well," Â A gesture to Warren, with the inclusion of a somewhat amused, sly look as to say 'I see what you did there.' to the Paladin. Â "As he said, knowledge of spellery and the sword are different matters, and I have only the former~"
