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As Elias got to work on the weaker of the two creatures, Idise was able to focus on the other in front of her with more ease. Avoiding its attacks while doing her best to not knock down the entire forest proved difficult, but she was quickly able to get a hand on her new size. She swung her...

Though wary of Elias' exact intentions, Idise crept over to him nonetheless. His first enchantment made her look over her hammer, admiring the new glow on it. Even while holding it, she could feel the power that began to surge forth from it. It was a pleasant feeling, and her hands thrummed as...

"I've lived here for a long time," Idise quickly explained, "I know these woods well. Don't worry." This time around, she slowed down just enough so Elias wouldn't be left behind. It would be quicker to sprint forward as she normally did, darting beneath tree branches and over roots to reach...

As soon as Elias awoke, Idise was on her feet and waiting for him by the door. She never understood non-sylvan folk and their need for so much sleep. Four hours was more than enough for her, and she physically couldn't stay unconscious for any longer than that. Meanwhile, other humanoid races...

Even if it was a beast that could care for itself, did she really want it around? Idise wasn't sure. A life of solitude was all she had known for a good year or so now, and changing that so suddenly wouldn't be easy. It didn't take long for her to become a hermit in her own right, but reversing...

At Elias' off-the-wall suggestion, Idise raised a thick eyebrow in his direction. Her hand paused her whittling, pulling away from adding details the the bear's nose. She never considered bringing any of these totems to life, especially since they were a mere pass time for her. Her eyes shifted...

As the heady odor began to waft through the air, Idise couldn't help but cough. She knew incense and that most magic-users used it in one way or another, but the thick smoke was enough to make her eyes water. As a resident of the forest, the pungent scent of fire and ash was enough to...

While Elias dealt with preparing the wand and doing other stuff Idise had no interest in, she worked on making herself a bit of dinner. Pulling the large cauldron that hung over the fireplace out, she set it off to the side before igniting the wood beneath. It still had a bit of life left in it...

Elias' sudden change in mood served to only make her more angry, but Idise did have to admit that she was glad he was finally starting to bite back. Banter meant nothing if it was all one-sided, and she was more than glad to continue arguing with him if he was going to show this attitude. Maybe...

As Elias suggested hunkering down for the night, Idise couldn't help but let out a long, frustrated groan. She sharply turned to face him, her amber eyes narrowed into slits as she regarded the man in front of her with disdain. She had already wasted the majority of the day tracking him down and...

Elias' blunt lying filled Idise with annoyance, and she had to work hard to keep her brows from furrowing together. He had a silver tongue when it came to weaving together intricate stories, but that didn't mean it made it right. She knew he couldn't simply tell the dryad before them exactly...

The dryad tilted her head as she listened to Elias, her face unreadable. When he was finished, she let out a long hum and shifted her gaze to Idise. "... As long as I've known Idise, I've never heard her ask for help from anyone. Why the sudden change of heart?" The faun stuttered, her tanned...

Idise blinked as he suddenly plopped down, hurrying to work on another spell. This fellow seemed to know everything, didn't he? She rolled her eyes and leaned against a tree as she watched him work through it with mild curiosity. Of course it was interesting, but she really didn't want to waste...

His words made little sense to her, but from what Idise could glean, it was something magical. With no magical attunement of any kind, she knew little of its properties. Her only connection to it was the land she tended to. Fauns tended to have small magical connections to the world around them...

Idise didn't care for this talk of bargaining with a dryad. It seemed dirty and dark, and she wanted no part in angering a spirit of the woods. She worked side by side with them every day, so having one hold a grudge against her was not ideal. Her lips thinned out, and one of her long, rounded...

Idise squinted as they man sat down and pulled out a book, his hat coming off to reveal the rest of his face. She could now confirm he certainly looked like no one she'd ever encountered before, despite his human-like features. His silver hair made him look much older than he actually might be...

As the man spoke, Idise felt her face fall farther and farther by the second. For one, his words made little sense. She spoke enough Common to get by, and she preferred simpler words that didn't require extravagant definitions. Words like intricacies and thanatology meant nothing to her simply...

Idise's lips creased into a frown as the man before her explained exactly what he would need to undo the effects of the blight from before. Her people? She can't remember the last time she talked to her people. It had been well over a two years since she left her herd permanently, and the last...

When the man raised what appeared to be a twig, Idise couldn't help but pause in puzzlement. How did he think that was going to help him? She was ready to slam into his shield once against when the branch suddenly sprang forth from his hand and stuck into the ground. She made a noise of surprise...

The frost that suddenly coated the ground in front of her, once again killing the grass below it, surprised Idise. She jumped back, avoiding getting her hooves frozen into the mess. Her teeth gritted tightly as she stared down at the mess below, wondering just where this guy got off on ruining...