Pigeon bones may one day be useful, who can say. Palamedes hums, glancing up at the talisman again and gesturing a hand back and forth, as if to say— "Not talismans."
He's been around the block when it comes to warding, sure, but not quite so... portably. "Most of my experience in application is the direct kind, without a paper medium or otherwise in between. I wouldn't want to make a mess of your gate, though, so you'll have to take my word for it. They're blood wards, ethically sourced. It's my blood; I'm not much interested in the economy."
He clarifies this automatically but not uncomfortably; 9 times out of 10 people here have been unsettled at least somewhat by the concept of necromancy, but blood magic itself is at least default to Trench. Palamedes' wards are simply different blood magic, which for some reason bothers people. He's learned to be patient about it.
"I've got another kind of ward, but I have to hold it up manually. Want to see?"
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He's been around the block when it comes to warding, sure, but not quite so... portably. "Most of my experience in application is the direct kind, without a paper medium or otherwise in between. I wouldn't want to make a mess of your gate, though, so you'll have to take my word for it. They're blood wards, ethically sourced. It's my blood; I'm not much interested in the economy."
He clarifies this automatically but not uncomfortably; 9 times out of 10 people here have been unsettled at least somewhat by the concept of necromancy, but blood magic itself is at least default to Trench. Palamedes' wards are simply different blood magic, which for some reason bothers people. He's learned to be patient about it.
"I've got another kind of ward, but I have to hold it up manually. Want to see?"