Zavien
Dismissing any disappointment he might have had at missing the party in New Haven, he looked to Sol for permission to give away the scales he'd shed. They'd already agreed - the dragon didn't need them after they were detached from his skin - but it still felt weird to give them to someone else without his consent.
While Nova began working her magic, the companion flew off to gather the bag of scales. Meanwhile, Zavien stood captivated by the display. The light danced across her fingertips, illuminating her skin in an otherworldly glow that had his eyes widening. He'd never actually seen creation magic at work before. He knew Deimos had the ability, but he'd never seen the man use it - and he doubted it would look anything like this.
Nova's magic was a language all its own, somehow communicating with the flicker of her blue gaze, taking form from the thoughts she gave it to weave. In a final, gentle pulse of light, she offered it back to him.
It didn't look any different than before, but Zavien doubted she had any reason to lie to them, and the performance had been rather convincing. So he accepted it, dipping his head low as he captured the pendant tightly in his grasp. "Thank you, Nova. You don't know how much this means to us, especially with LongNight so close." The peace it would bring him. The relief already settling in his shoulders. He couldn't thank her enough for that. To him, it was priceless.
While Nova began working her magic, the companion flew off to gather the bag of scales. Meanwhile, Zavien stood captivated by the display. The light danced across her fingertips, illuminating her skin in an otherworldly glow that had his eyes widening. He'd never actually seen creation magic at work before. He knew Deimos had the ability, but he'd never seen the man use it - and he doubted it would look anything like this.
Nova's magic was a language all its own, somehow communicating with the flicker of her blue gaze, taking form from the thoughts she gave it to weave. In a final, gentle pulse of light, she offered it back to him.
It didn't look any different than before, but Zavien doubted she had any reason to lie to them, and the performance had been rather convincing. So he accepted it, dipping his head low as he captured the pendant tightly in his grasp. "Thank you, Nova. You don't know how much this means to us, especially with LongNight so close." The peace it would bring him. The relief already settling in his shoulders. He couldn't thank her enough for that. To him, it was priceless.
Keep your face to the sunshine,
And you cannot see a shadow.
And you cannot see a shadow.
