Who: Gale & various. Status: Closed Where: Various. What: Quests and other various closed threads for the month! Warnings: PG? Necromancy, discussion of magical ethics... rated E for Educational, maybe.
[Gale's question is quite genuine, a brow quirking upwards, but even back on Toril, there is a great difference between using a scroll of True Resurrection and what's being described here. He exhales rather than protests, looking back to the request itself.]
This is dangerously close to true necromancy, which is dubious at best. The newly dead might be brought back by a cleric in dire circumstances and it would not be considered an affront to natural law, but toying with life and death beyond that is... questionable where I come from, especially in the wrong hands.
[He presses his lips together grimly.]
I do think you're right. Curiosity aside, he ought not be alone.
...Even bringing back the newly dead isn't possible by magical means, and true resurrection...
[Kaveh shakes his head.] Not even the gods can bring back those they've lost.
[He finds it unsettling, frankly, that death is so...accessible and fluid in Gale's world. What is the worth of a life, then, when the end is so easily cheated? Do people understand the gravity of their own mortality? But that's a morbid subject, and he's not going to get into it now.]
It's obvious he's in pain, regardless. [A pause.] Does he mention anything about her? Or himself? Flowers he loved...they won't serve his ritual, but they may be grounding.
[Such morbidity certainly requires more alcohol than they presently have on their collective person, but may well be something worth revisiting in the future. Whatever else he may feel about the situation, Gale nods firmly in response— they certainly agree regarding this man's mental state.]
Grief can drive people to do terrible, terrible things, including causing them to act against their own best judgment.
[Certainly, that is part of what's happening here. He glances at the billing again, frowning.]
Very little, surprisingly— he seems to want those who accept the task to decide what they believe to be ideal in these circumstances, but it does mention lilies.
It does seem rather strange— which is certainly saying something, when one considers the request as a whole.
[Every part of this is strange, but he nods to Kaveh in agreement, gesturing forward for him to lead the way to the shop in question. They can certainly chat while they walk.]
Perhaps there is something about others' ideal that is key to the spell he intends to use. Our potential selection is what gives it power.
[Gale politely lets the negotiation take place without interruption, easily resuming their conversation once the shopkeep disappears to tend to business.]
I suppose that's fair. Magic here is a touch different from how I initially learned it back in Faerun, but not by much— only in how it manifests, on occasion. Largely, it remains a process of attuning oneself to magic itself as a force of nature, and guiding it to make intent become reality. Though the man in question seeks to use alchemy, they are often close cousins.
[He's certainly brewed more than his share of potions and draughts.]
Your vision is limited to a single element, if I recall? As such, I expect much of its impact would be external, but magic— especially dark magic— uses the caster themselves as a conduit. That, I'm afraid, makes this man's potential efforts especially dangerous.
We cannot, in good conscience, allow that to happen. Not when we have this much warning and an opportunity to intervene. We may save him a great deal of heartache— and quite possibly his life, among others'.
[Kaveh is right; this gentleman needs a talking to.]
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[Gale's question is quite genuine, a brow quirking upwards, but even back on Toril, there is a great difference between using a scroll of True Resurrection and what's being described here. He exhales rather than protests, looking back to the request itself.]
This is dangerously close to true necromancy, which is dubious at best. The newly dead might be brought back by a cleric in dire circumstances and it would not be considered an affront to natural law, but toying with life and death beyond that is... questionable where I come from, especially in the wrong hands.
[He presses his lips together grimly.]
I do think you're right. Curiosity aside, he ought not be alone.
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[Kaveh shakes his head.] Not even the gods can bring back those they've lost.
[He finds it unsettling, frankly, that death is so...accessible and fluid in Gale's world. What is the worth of a life, then, when the end is so easily cheated? Do people understand the gravity of their own mortality? But that's a morbid subject, and he's not going to get into it now.]
It's obvious he's in pain, regardless. [A pause.] Does he mention anything about her? Or himself? Flowers he loved...they won't serve his ritual, but they may be grounding.
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Grief can drive people to do terrible, terrible things, including causing them to act against their own best judgment.
[Certainly, that is part of what's happening here. He glances at the billing again, frowning.]
Very little, surprisingly— he seems to want those who accept the task to decide what they believe to be ideal in these circumstances, but it does mention lilies.
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[Kaveh frowns, and crosses his arm, tapping one hand against his chin.]
I know some shops that sell them in pots--I think a rooted plant may better serve our point.
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[Every part of this is strange, but he nods to Kaveh in agreement, gesturing forward for him to lead the way to the shop in question. They can certainly chat while they walk.]
Perhaps there is something about others' ideal that is key to the spell he intends to use. Our potential selection is what gives it power.
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[Kaveh greets the shop owner by name, because of course he does, and immediately a negotiation goes by before the owner disappears into the back.]
You'd know more about the magic side of it than I would, I'm afraid. Visions don't...work this way.
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I suppose that's fair. Magic here is a touch different from how I initially learned it back in Faerun, but not by much— only in how it manifests, on occasion. Largely, it remains a process of attuning oneself to magic itself as a force of nature, and guiding it to make intent become reality. Though the man in question seeks to use alchemy, they are often close cousins.
[He's certainly brewed more than his share of potions and draughts.]
Your vision is limited to a single element, if I recall? As such, I expect much of its impact would be external, but magic— especially dark magic— uses the caster themselves as a conduit. That, I'm afraid, makes this man's potential efforts especially dangerous.
walks in a month late with starbucks
[He can willingly hand it over but that's different.
Still, Gale's explanation makes him frown. From the sounds of it...]
So he's likely to hurt himself, if not others, if this goes wrong...and if this goes how he hopes?
welcome to my permanent state of being in 2024 honestly (hello ilu!)
[He frowns deeply, giving a shake of his head.]
We cannot, in good conscience, allow that to happen. Not when we have this much warning and an opportunity to intervene. We may save him a great deal of heartache— and quite possibly his life, among others'.
[Kaveh is right; this gentleman needs a talking to.]