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[steadypulse]

Take this as more a confirmation being made if need be, but—

What does it mean when a Command Seal, or whatever you might call it, vanishes completely without a Spell being used?

[Sure, there'd only been one left out of three, but he was damn sure he hadn't used it. The other two only used when asked- well, the second only used when asked since the first had been to save the guy's life.]

If it makes it any easier to answer, I'm the guy Napoleon calls Grandpere.


[... Still felt as if he already knew the answer, but rather not leave it to just a feeling.]

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[steadypulse]

[With everything he had seen, even done in all of these years in his own life as it was? They were things he could understand, the lengths gone to when believing wholeheartedly they were done for the right reasons... and how ugly reactions could be when it all finally crumbled.

Even knowing they weren't right, the weight it all seemed to carry for her now. What was turned to- well. He would take the thanks for what it meant, and keep it there.]

Better to get familiar with the magic here is a good thing to focus on. I tend to be more hands on and at this point I'm pretty alright with breathing fire and a few other things- I'm a Summer aligned.

The guild for the Season you're aligned with will have a lot more information on what you can do, and grounds you can practice on to help there. If you join that guild, they will give you access to a room there only you can enter- and only those you give access to it as well. They're pretty convenient.

[He used his for some of the longer quests, and for keeping some gear he didn't mind not being in immediate access that was better to keep in the Summer Guild room of his.]

It is. From other agents to handlers, and too many others. Someone got to a few of them first.

I was either a source of political gain, or political threat depending on the person and the day. Use me, or try to destroy me without coming off a making the attempt. I just wanted to help people, to recover from life as we knew it nearly being destroyed and give the best chance to prosper.

The you others can build up in their heads can be a dangerous thing all on it's own, no matter if they see you as good or bad when they've got a personal agenda.

Doesn't stop us from trying- even if it's just building back up from what's left of that.

There wasn't much, if anything else, for you to do. Similar circumstances, given what I've turned to back home- could have done the same as you.

[Took him a year to get his feet back under him, but the moment that he had Jack had broken into whatever facility he needed to; get the gear he needed, and did what he felt he had to do.]

Might take time, and get frustrating, but I hope someone surprised you- and you find others that will stand by you.

Knew someone who had the same trouble with cooking. Good meal can sometimes do wonders, and I cook in large servings out of habit- so you'll get leftovers to keep here and there. My offer will stand even once he returns, so you know.

I'll keep that well in mind, grateful for it.