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[elf warning}

Seimei and Sinric worked out the elves vanish when greeted with respect.

They have decided to try singing to them. Seimei has been teaching Sinric Christmas carols. Not the modern tacky ones but the older, choral ones. Songs that suit his voice.

Both of them can be found in the main bar, Sinric kneeling before a group of elves as Seimei accompanies on piano.

{ooc: both are taggible but not necessarily simultaneously as muns are in vastly different time-zones.}

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Childermass appears through the back door and pauses, watching them as he tries to work out what Sinric is doing.

Sinric moves between several groups of elves, bowing to them resepcfully as he sings. When he reaches the edge of the song, here are noticing fewer elves.

As he notices that, Childermass' attention switches to the elves.

He hasn't read the notice about them yet, and he wants to know if he can see them disappear.

Sinric confers with Seimei before beginning another song. He hadn't noticed their audience, too busy enjoying the song.

Childermass has a habit of observing unnoticed, and doesn't much mind that it's happening now.

Sinric - or Seimei - will notice him in their own time.

Edited 2016-12-18 23:50 (UTC)

Sinric happen to look up at the right angle to catch Childermass' eye and smiles warmly. He look a lot better than the last time they spoke. Remarkable better. Still pale and a little weak but more healed than time alone could have done.

Childermass nods a greeting, glancing him over matter-of-factly.

"You've found a healer, then?"

"In a sense." He answers, rising. He speaks briefly with Seimei before stepping away to order a pot of tea at the bar.

"I exchanged healing for other services." He isn't ashamed of that. Why should he be?

Childermass inclines his head.

"So long as you were willing to make the trade, that is your choice."

"It was. And got more from it than I gave." He nods. "I still have much to regain but it had helped greatly."

"And perhaps you may find it easier to regain the rest, with greater strength in you."

"Just so." He nods, offering to pour tea for Childermass.

"There's is a thing I hope to speak to you of. You spoke of you cards as a focus, a way to channel you magics?"

"Indeed. Yes, I will take a cup - you seek such a focus for yourself?"

"Not yet. But I think I know what I need." He pours and offers the cup to Childermass before pouring his own. The ritual of tea has become ingrained in him.

"Practitioner of the seiðr, the magic I have learnt, often carry a staff or wand as a symbol of their power. I wonder if I should make myself such a thing. Perhaps from the wood of the tree I was bound to."

Childermass takes the cup, considering.

"I think that the only way to know if you would have use for such a thing is to try it."

"I'm not certain I'm ready yet. If only because I fear it may take me some days to fashion such a thing, and I feel I must do it alone. Perhaps it is wisest to wait till the snows have past."

"You think to go up into the mountains, when the snows clear? For the solitude?"

"I think so. It feels like something I should do alone and take no rush over."

He shrugs. "I suspect such things should be learnt from the Volva but I doubt I can trust them to guide me rightly, once I deny what they desire."

"Perhaps you could find other teachers", he suggests. "Less self-interested ones."

"Perhaps." He shrugs again. "I feel perhaps I need to learn many things for myself, to know my new self."

"That may also be true. And there is nothing wrong with trial and error, until you find what suits you best."

"I feel as if much is changing about myself. I need to learn how to be who I am becoming."

"That might take much longer than you imagine", Childermass warns, "and no doubt you are already imagining much."

"Just so." He answers sadly. "I fear I will make many mistake on this journey. My hope is only that I do no harm to those I love most."

"Or at least", he says quietly, "no harm that cannot be repaired. You will have to guard what you say at all times."