Awaken.

As the wound sealed and he was brought back to his mortal pinnacle of health and wellness his eyes opened. He seemed to be somewhere else for a moment before he looked at the small fire creature that had made his forehead it's home now. He blinked a bit, then looked to the other winged one. He lifted a hand to gently rub by where he had previously outright busted his own forehead open.

He blinked again. It took him a moment to register the entire sequence of events that had preceded his bout of unconsciousness. "Ah! Yes! I believe I recalled the stone I am searching for to be referred to as the, 'Solstone', though I don't quite understand what exactly that means or is. This creature is interesting." His gaze wandered up to it and he studied it gently with no real mean to offend, simply a genuine curiosity. It somewhat reminded him of an elemental. 


"Tell me. Do creatures like you see magic differently from humans? I mean can you see how it works or flows? Do you observe it as natural phenomenon versus conditional.. force of will perhaps is the right way to describe it?" Alabaster had intended to ask the fairy far before now. He always wondered how others saw magic or what it appeared to them as. He also wondered if they could feel it differently from humans, though that wasn't something he was capable of discovering quite yet.

Standing back to give room for the man to rise, Sparky flies around Elrodan's head, settling above his left shoulder. "Solstone, sounds interesting. If it's so powerful, would it allow me to get home, or tell me the direction to go? If its linked to the sun, and the sun sees all from up there, it should know shouldn't it? It would be rather good to make it home. It's there any chance I can come find it too? Which creature are you referring to? This little fellow?"  nods towards his left. "This is Sparky, say hello Sparky. Oh, introductions! My name is Elrodan. What's your name Mr godling? I should think that better unless you want me to address you as that? I don't mind."

The talk of magic confuses him slightly. "I don't know if it's the same. How do you see it? I only see it when I try to. I focus my will and I see like a mist appear. I then direct it with what I want to happen. You would think I could then make it do anything... And I guess I could, but you still need to learn in... In how to think of it. You said space right.. To me that... is... Errr... Empty. I don't know how to imagine empty but with time I'd think the right way."

 

Always more questions than answers.

"I am Alabaster. A, Al, Godling, Alabaster, Bastard, Bas. I'll answer to any of them for the most part." He managed to stifle the impulse to hold out a hand in greeting. How did one properly greet a fairy anyways? He settled for a soft bow rather than a hand shake. "Ah! Sparky. Wonderous. Is spark any elemental?" Alabaster continued eyeing the creature wondrously.

The creature's questions rang quite similar to his own. Perhaps this stone could be their end all be all. His way to become a god, the fairy's way to find it's way back home. He pondered on whether he had come across any magic for direction finding. Something he could utilize as well. "We've been together this long, so I don't see why not! I do have more places to head though. More rumors to research. I'm sure we will run into one another again when word of the stone is uttered once more."

He listened intently to the creatures description of magic before creating his own response. He had to genuinely give it some thought. He had learned some basic understanding of it, but since beginning his use of magic that had changed. One thing he knew is that magic in itself seemed to be alive and have a whole personality of it's own. "So magic appears.. as a mist for you? Interesting. For me it is less of a mist and more of... a visceral ocean I suppose. A flow that is everywhere and nowhere. It comes from and goes into all, but that is just how I was taught. Whether that's accurate or not is beyond me. I have yet to be able to actually see it I think. It's more of.. an inkling. An itch. A... feeling? Moments in which it is strong and moments in which it is weak. I don't think I.. force it so much as.. suggest. It's difficult to explain! But I did begin by forcing it, as I think most have."

Elrodan looks at the man as he lists out what he may be called, then bowes. "That is a very long name, funny that I guessed your name without you saying, I see why you shorten it to Alabaster, Mr Aal Alabaster Godling Basbastadad." tripping over his tongue at the end. "Sparky, is Sparky... We've only just met, but hmm elemental... Are you?"  he says turning to Sparky who pings about and fires small puffs of fire into the air. "I take that as a yes. Does it matter what it is? Does it change who it'll be? I think it enjoys being Sparky.". 

"That sounds like a plan then. Could you direct me to a town or something. I'll try asking around, and you'll know where to find me." bends to pick up the tablet and hands it over. "Besides, do you know how to read that if you didn't even know what it was? Plus if you're going to be a god, then it'd be nice to follow you and write songs that you're faithful can sing, or stories to tell children. One of those really good ones, not the boring ones where you fall asleep listening.".  With that he stands on one leg, the other out directly in front of him and spins, as he completes his 360 he pauses a moment before falling to be sat on the floor.

"Force no. It... It responds. I think it's everywhere too, and it does for through me at times when I direct it, and it goes into where I need it to go. Watch." with that he focuses on his finger again which glows green as he moves it around slightly. "There do you see the mist moving around and through my finger then? Perhaps it's just how we are taught... Then again, maybe because you are on your way to being a god and I'm a fairy, like how I am a tall fairy, and your a... You. Or... Perhaps its because of my magic is.... Light? You don't do it manifests in a different way." With that he stands back up, and just smiles up at you. 

Look.

He let out a hearty laugh as the creature tried to put all the options into a single name and then simply grabbed the map and tucked it away for the time being. There would be no need for it now, but there would be soon enough. "Do as you please Elrodan, though I can not promise that you will like or agree with the path I tread. I can not tell you that at the end of the day I will be good natured always and I will not bother to lie to you and tell you my hands are not stained with blood other than just those cultists today. If you can accept all of that and you choose to walk along the path with me, then may we both find what we seek."

He reflected. His path had already been long and would only continue to length until he reached his destination. So be it. This was a choice he had made and would continue to make. He chose to begin to head back toward his home. Were his parents even still around? Perhaps when he arrived back, should his mother still be living, he would yet again be reminded of his greatness but from someone other than himself.

"I will take you, but I will not be staying long. If you choose to wait for me, then I will return sooner than later I'm sure. If not, then should fate tie us to one another, we will see each other again if the flow so demands."

He watched as the fairy casted it's magic. He did not see the mist. He did not see anything other than the light with his own two eyes. He could feel it though. A hum. A tapping of a finger on a wooden door that was him, the spell being the sound that echoed to those around. It felt warm. It felt as though his own mother had just rung the bell for dinner and he and... he stopped for a moment. He let himself fade away into the feeling. He held the all to human sentiment. If he was going to be a god, he would have to learn to let go of things like this.. or perhaps he would just experience them constantly. 

"Perhaps it is only different because we have been told and believe it is so. This is worth looking into more. I want to know how magic is felt by others just as much as myself."

Considering the options. "If you don't ever harm me or other innocent people, I'll join along, if it can see me home then it will be worth it.". As he agrees to this he ponders on what he will actually do in the town. Maybe trying to get some coin so he can buy a flute to again play, maybe the library would be interesting to learn more. Not forgetting a healer so he can get the wings working again. How he missed flying.

"I will wait, for I have a feeling none will be able to assist further. Even if they know the way, it will be a long and hard journey, that stone would probably help a lot with that" holds up his hands doing a thumbs up. "Should we go then? No time like now and I don't think they'll miss us. I wonder..."

He walks over to the dead bodies and picks over their bodies, at last he finds a pouch of each opening it up he confirms what he thought, coin. "Even naughty people need to buy things. Here, you best have some too." throws a pouch over from one of them (rp coin 😁). Finding an empty pouch, he takes it and places the stone box from Sparky in it before storing it at his hip. "Sparky, just let me know if you need a rest in there." he says, bringing a finger up and wiggling it before the fiery creature. 

Bending over, he closes the eyes of the deceased before starting to walk away. "Coming? I can sing you a tale if you want... Though I've no instrument to accompany it."

Onward.

"Thank you, friend. Should you decide to sing I wouldn't be opposed. I do enjoy music and art as well! What kind of God wouldn't?" With that he began to walk on, continuing his quest for what he was seeking. He still had some rumors to address in a desert, and some ruins to go find in the snow. He could feel the path slowly opening it's way for him.

Perhaps in the meantime he would attempt to make contact with the mage's guild. He didn't necessarily want to be a part of them, but it did strike him as something that may help him achieve his goal quicker. Surely an entire guild of mages would have more information or at bare minimum more legends and whispers about the information he was seeking.

The sun was high in the sky by now and it felt quite pleasant in this region. A soft breeze was trailing through. He found himself almost missing home. It wouldn't hurt for him to stay for a short visit. After walking for a while, they would see it on the horizon. By then it would be evening, and the guards of the village would approach them once in line of sight.

Yet another successful journey.

[Exit]

Singing various marching songs as he goes along, some no doubt lost on Alabaster who's caught in his own thoughts, the tone soon passes that they catch sight of civilisation. Pointed in the direction of town, he waves as Alabaster departs. Not far from the city walls, he meets a hooded woman. "Excuse me little one. I can't help but notice that you aren't flying. Might I enquire as to why?" 

Elrodan looks at the woman trying to discern who she might be while he answers but her cloak is pulled close about her. "I injured myself and seek a healer. Do you know if there's one in the city ahead? I would much rather be flying that's for sure".

The woman smiles, its warm but there is a glint in her eyes that hints at something less friendly. "There is, but you also have one stood before you. I... Could help you."

"Oh would you? That'd be terribly good if you could, I can't wait. Please do it now if you can."  he says half turning his wings to her.

"It will cost you... 50 Solars . I don't work for free you know" she says, letting her smile become a smirk.

Elrodan looks in the pouch he found on the bodies of the mages, counting out 50 coins he hands it over. "Here you go, I can't thank you enough" 

Genuinely surprised, she accepts the money, drawing back her cloak to store the money reveals a glance of a medical practitioner uniform. Bending down to the fairy, he watches as she calls forth a blessing and runs a white light over his wings. Almost immediately, Elrodan can feel pain disappear and once done gives a flap. Taking off a few feet he feels elation. "Hold on there! You still need to give them a bit of a rest else they could end up weaker and readily break again! Don't worry, just a couple more hours. Let the blood return fully and things settle."

Landing by the lady, he hugs her leg. "you really have helped me so much. If there's ever anything I can do for you, please let me know."

"Your 50 solars is quite sufficient. Have a good day now. Good bye." ruffles his hair and walks of.

"Good bye! Thank you again!" and strides of on his way to the city with renewed vigour.