I've always found it key, yes. Life can change quite rapidly.
[Naughty. Tiernan looks more amused than anything by the snooping, though.
But only one of the books is open and a scroll half unrolled. The handwriting is elegant and what little Azul can see seems to be about magical foci and alchemical catalysts.]
Oh, it can, but it's all a bit of a roll of the dice. Depending on what the nets drag in, how amenable our dear Deacon is feeling, or whether you know anyone on board with the right skills.
[Tiernan taps a finger against the books and they're abruptly beautiful, leather-bound volumes with gilt edges. Or at least that's how they look, with the illusion he just cast.]
[Azul's attention is grasped immediately, his reserved gaze becoming more open with curiosity and intrigue.
He does look to Tiernan while he speaks, at least, and nods thoughtfully. When he looks back, the books have changed, and he can't help but to reach out and try and touch them.]
Interesting... you're a man of many talents, I see.
[As much as the desire to segue into magic and alchemy tries to snatch his focus away, he returns to the topic at hand.]
Might that be why you were so enamored with that black stone you found?
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Adaptability is an important skill to have, especially under such circumstances.
[His gaze sweeps over the books and scrolls to see if he can glean anything from the text there.]
I gather this ship doesn't lend much opportunity for more.
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[Naughty. Tiernan looks more amused than anything by the snooping, though.
But only one of the books is open and a scroll half unrolled. The handwriting is elegant and what little Azul can see seems to be about magical foci and alchemical catalysts.]
Oh, it can, but it's all a bit of a roll of the dice. Depending on what the nets drag in, how amenable our dear Deacon is feeling, or whether you know anyone on board with the right skills.
[Tiernan taps a finger against the books and they're abruptly beautiful, leather-bound volumes with gilt edges. Or at least that's how they look, with the illusion he just cast.]
And there's always cheating, of course.
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He does look to Tiernan while he speaks, at least, and nods thoughtfully. When he looks back, the books have changed, and he can't help but to reach out and try and touch them.]
Interesting... you're a man of many talents, I see.
[As much as the desire to segue into magic and alchemy tries to snatch his focus away, he returns to the topic at hand.]
Might that be why you were so enamored with that black stone you found?