o5 . bone house mingle!

[necrolord]

Who: necrolord and CR!
What: Several teens move into the horrible necromancy mansion, and sometimes they bring their friends.
When: Early March.
Where: Bone House in Gaze.

Content Warnings: Skeletons, discussions of death and grief, violence where marked, vomit where marked. Note all the usual warnings of this character.

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[necrolord]

Not at the moment.

[ This he says quiet and wry. ]

But we're learning. I've been researching them— with a bit of your help, actually. It sounds like your form of magic didn't come through the transition wholly intact. Maybe no one's did. There's been some catching up to do.

[frogfear]

[It's hardly a shock that they don't have a way to at least keep the damage the Pthumerians can potentially do to a minimum. In her experience, there's a good chance that's going to take time, creativity, and probably a bit of luck too.

They'll figure it out.

The news that her magic did not come through intact causes Willow's eyebrows to knit together in concern. Maybe it shouldn't be a surprise, given magic in Deerington could be inconsistent at best, but somehow, she expected more of this world, where by all accounts, their situation should be far more stable.]

Umm... How 'not wholly intact' are we talking here?

[necrolord]

I'd invite you to give it a try, but from the sound of it, there's a risk of... headaches and mysterious feedback, I believe?

[ He does, at least, look sympathetic. ]

It's more consistently shot than in Deerington, if I understand correctly. We've been trying to crack the 'how' and 'why.'

[frogfear]

[No magic certainly does feel like a good reason for why she couldn't stand against Maul. She only barely got away from him the first time he had come after her because she took him off guard with a couple spells.]

Ah... Uh. It's probably not a good idea to even try then when I'm not feeling a hundred percent. I'm guessing we haven't had any real luck yet.

[necrolord]

Not so much.

[ Definitely sympathetic. It's at this point the kettle whistles, and God rises to retrieve their tea. ]

Back in a moment. You think about questions for us to run through.