


6 Cylus 720 | Mathias Blackwood | Storm's Edge
Yet the gloom that had settled into the conversation seemed to lift suddenly as Gennadiya turned back to Mathias and said she'd be glad to hear any stories about his future encounters with them. He wasn't sure he ever wanted to meet an Immortal. He didn't want them to look into him and see something worth destroying... but he also didn't want them to see nothing worth talking about. There was a perilous line between pride and shame that Mathias didn't want to walk in the presence of an Immortal. Things progressed when Gennadiya clarified her knowledge of Necromancy. Mathias nodded along, relieved she wasn't an expert in one of the magics he found more sinister... and wicked... wicked cool. His eyes widened slightly when she mentioned she had helped battle the Lich Ellasin. Well Gennadiya hadn't exactly said that, she said she helped Faith while Faith and the knights battled, but Mathias was going to believe that Gennadiya had been there swinging a sword against the undead because it was a funny image to juxtapose in his mind with the woman before him now.
"You battled a Lich? And here I was beginning to think you were just a healer." Mathias seemed to catch himself "Not that there is anything wrong with that." He quickly moved on to try and move passed the part where he may have insulted her profession. He went back to what he knew well, his magics. "I'd be glad to show you, whenever we get the time." Mathias said before jumping back to Hone to try and help clarify it. "I'll admit Hone is harder for me to explain because I don't practice it much. I can draw two runes, one which makes things stronger and one which greatly increases your sense of touch. There's more too it but yeah... I'd need more time to show you."