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first invocation
Priest's Progress [Vault]
In a corner of one of the Vault's training rooms, Rezo is standing very still, holding a shakujo-style staff in front of him. At the same time he can be heard chanting in a foreign tongue, and as he chants, air begins to swirl around the tip of his staff, rattling the metal chimes together. The currents grow faster and stronger, whipping his hair and the ends of his coat around dramatically, and then-
"{Diem Wing.}"
-Rezo stomps the end of his staff against the ground and the wind whooshes outward in a circle away from him, knocking over several targets in the process. The closer they are, the more likely it is they've been sent flying.
Of course, any coolness is then undermined by Rezo having to shuffle around and right the targets up again...
Dewey Decimal-less [Vault]
It's been long enough since he was rescued that Rezo has gotten more comfortable with reading Imperial, such that he's started to read more for specific subjects than he is for the sake of reading practice.
That said, he's still learning to navigate the Vault library and his reading isn't exactly fluent yet. After another shelf proves to be of no use to him, Rezo exhales; then perks up when he hears someone approaching.
"Excuse me. I'm trying to find books on a particular subject...?" Hopefully you're someone who normally helps out at the Vault library. Or that you're a generally helpful sort.
Spirit Surgery [Locked to Ziel]
Rezo's fairly sure that Ziel doesn't believe that Rezo can help him. Or maybe it's Rezo who has his own doubts. Still, Rezo does have a little background in soul research- in manipulating astral bodies beyond just exploding them- so he seems to be the best shot Ziel has at treating such an unusual injury.
Settling on a time to meet in between the preparations for the Corsairs' latest mission was simple enough even if nothing else is likely to be, and when the time comes by Rezo is sitting quietly in his room awaiting a knock at the door. When he hears it, he answers it promptly.
"Ah, Ziel? Please, take a seat."
Rezo flips on the overhead light and stands aside so Ziel can enter. The Vault dormitories aren't exactly the most reputable of spaces for a doctor's office, but Rezo's doing his best with the space he has. His room is neat and tidy, with most personal effects tucked away, and he's found a spare chair and a set of medical tools that he's set on a side table.
As soon as Ziel's inside and the door is shut, Rezo asks "How have you been feeling?"
In a corner of one of the Vault's training rooms, Rezo is standing very still, holding a shakujo-style staff in front of him. At the same time he can be heard chanting in a foreign tongue, and as he chants, air begins to swirl around the tip of his staff, rattling the metal chimes together. The currents grow faster and stronger, whipping his hair and the ends of his coat around dramatically, and then-
"{Diem Wing.}"
-Rezo stomps the end of his staff against the ground and the wind whooshes outward in a circle away from him, knocking over several targets in the process. The closer they are, the more likely it is they've been sent flying.
Of course, any coolness is then undermined by Rezo having to shuffle around and right the targets up again...
Dewey Decimal-less [Vault]
It's been long enough since he was rescued that Rezo has gotten more comfortable with reading Imperial, such that he's started to read more for specific subjects than he is for the sake of reading practice.
That said, he's still learning to navigate the Vault library and his reading isn't exactly fluent yet. After another shelf proves to be of no use to him, Rezo exhales; then perks up when he hears someone approaching.
"Excuse me. I'm trying to find books on a particular subject...?" Hopefully you're someone who normally helps out at the Vault library. Or that you're a generally helpful sort.
Spirit Surgery [Locked to Ziel]
Rezo's fairly sure that Ziel doesn't believe that Rezo can help him. Or maybe it's Rezo who has his own doubts. Still, Rezo does have a little background in soul research- in manipulating astral bodies beyond just exploding them- so he seems to be the best shot Ziel has at treating such an unusual injury.
Settling on a time to meet in between the preparations for the Corsairs' latest mission was simple enough even if nothing else is likely to be, and when the time comes by Rezo is sitting quietly in his room awaiting a knock at the door. When he hears it, he answers it promptly.
"Ah, Ziel? Please, take a seat."
Rezo flips on the overhead light and stands aside so Ziel can enter. The Vault dormitories aren't exactly the most reputable of spaces for a doctor's office, but Rezo's doing his best with the space he has. His room is neat and tidy, with most personal effects tucked away, and he's found a spare chair and a set of medical tools that he's set on a side table.
As soon as Ziel's inside and the door is shut, Rezo asks "How have you been feeling?"
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Idly he wonders if he could maybe build an instrument, but he hasn't the slightest idea of where one would start with that, and it'd probably depend on the type of instrument to boot. He strokes his chin thoughtfully, blinking then at Rezo.
"Everything okay?"
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Certainly, it would have been before he arrived in Esthere, before several years lost to the Hellmaster's Jar or devoted to the pursuit of the Philospher's Stone.
"If I do find a {harp} or something similar, I would be terribly out of practice," he says, smiling. "Though perhaps the good people of the Flotsam taverns wouldn't notice."
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"Ah," the turtlekin says once Rezo replies, nodding a little and accepting the answer for what it is. It makes plenty of sense to him, anyway.
His smile is lopsided on the following note, prompting a laugh. "Probably not, which I guess would be good and bad since it wouldn't be the best gauge to know if you were improving. Well, I'll keep an eye and ear out for anything, if you'd still be interested. Anyway, should I leave you to the books or is there anything else you wanted to look for?"
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"I think that's everything, but thank you," Rezo says warmly. "You've been very helpful."
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"You're welcome. And anytime." He's still learning his way around words and the library itself, but that hardly stops him from offering.