Mel raises an eyebrow at Jayce's explanation of the difficulty finding the school. Her magic is powerful, but it's hardly something that lets her find places that get up and walk away. She exhales smoothly, keeping the disappointment from her response. Magic has been her secret. It would have been nice to meet a whole school full of people with magic too.
"I can see some reasons why the magic school might be for those with magic only," Mel says diplomatically. The very fact it's a secret, at least for her and likely for others, speaks to that. Hopefully, your peers with magic understand that and won't do anything untoward for it.
"Where do you like to go in Folkmore?" Mel asks, for some ideas. Her next selection thus will be a possibility, while also telling her more about him. Jayce is physically attractive, but the world is full of attractive people. There has to be something more that her older self was interested in. In a way, Jayce is a peek at herself too, if indirectly.
She leads the way out the door into the beautiful outdoors. It's green and full of life. Mel smiles and tries to follow the way Jayce came to the cabin as a guide for a way out. It truly looks like it is in the middle of nowhere.
Usually, Jayce would reassure her that she would have no problem walking into Exile because of what Ambessa did to her, but now that might not be the case. Mel's too young, which means being exiled by her mother might not have happened, it must be something unthinkable to her. He doesn't want to shatter that illusion with the harsh truth if he can help it.
"There are places where we can see magic at play, and plenty of spirits and magical creatures populate Folkmore. As for your question...I spend a lot of time visiting the School of Thoth, which is in Wintermute. The school is famous for developing advanced technology and incredible inventions, and they welcome any sharp mind who wants to learn or teach. It's a beautiful place, even if Wintermute is covered in snow. "
Jayce scrunches up his nose slightly at the last words, clearly not too fond of the cold. "Outside the school, visiting Wintermute's hot springs is also pleasant. The waters have some curative properties, and it's simply a good place to relax. I live in Epiphany, though, and it has some really gorgeous gardens by the station. You haven't seen anything like it."
He's not sure if that will be an answer that pleases her, but those are the places Jayce likes best, despite his aversion to snow. Part of why he now likes Wintermute is because it might remind Mel of Mount Targon. He follows Mel outside, and for a moment he simply watches her take in the view before lifting his chin slightly, toward their left.
He came that way! There's a path of sorts only a little bit further ahead, but he wants her to have fun exploring now that she's finally left the house. There's a familiar looking (to Jayce, at least) squirrel fox perched on a nearby branch that makes some chittering noises at Mel when she gets close enough.
Mel considers Jayce's answers as well as the rich world outside the cottage. Her earlier glances at it had convinced her to stay inside. Not out of fear but because the only logical conclusion she had at the time was that her mother had placed her out of the way while she went off and handled... things. If it were short work or her father too far away, it was possible. After all, Mel disappoints her time and again.
"I can tell you're from Piltover," Mel says kindly. Their temperate climate and reliance on technology makes them soft in her mother's words. Technological study being in a harsh environment, instead of one like Piltover, might not be so soft. Even with curative hot springs. Yet Mel has no issue with people being soft the way her mother might. Why should everyone have to be hard and steeled for violence? Surely most the populace shouldn't need that. What can people accomplish if everyone engages in combat? The product of that is blood and death.
She looks up at the foreign mammal making noises at her and smiles. After listening to some of the chittering, Mel chitters back as best she can imitate it. That makes her laugh, and Mel waves at the animal as she continues the way out in no hurry. It's beautiful here.
"I want to see something new," Mel says, "I want to see the gardens in Epiphany! Plus whatever else I have never seen." She smiles back at Jayce, curious and intrigued about this new world.
"Guilty as charged." He says it with a smile and zero regrets. It's not a perfect place, but Jayce loves his city, and he knows that Mel came to love it as her own after she grew up there. "I can tell you about it as we walk if you want."
He will be more than happy to tell Mel about the city's accomplishments, which were in large part thanks to her hard work and wit. Jayce smiles even more after seeing Mel interact with the squirrel and hearing her laugh.
"I'll take you there. And to see the sled dogs in Wintermute and the market in Elder Mother Station. You won't regret it."
The world is their oyster, and there's no time like the present to pry it open. He will be her guide and make sure that she's not in danger for as long as Mel tolerates his presence.
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"I can see some reasons why the magic school might be for those with magic only," Mel says diplomatically. The very fact it's a secret, at least for her and likely for others, speaks to that. Hopefully, your peers with magic understand that and won't do anything untoward for it.
"Where do you like to go in Folkmore?" Mel asks, for some ideas. Her next selection thus will be a possibility, while also telling her more about him. Jayce is physically attractive, but the world is full of attractive people. There has to be something more that her older self was interested in. In a way, Jayce is a peek at herself too, if indirectly.
She leads the way out the door into the beautiful outdoors. It's green and full of life. Mel smiles and tries to follow the way Jayce came to the cabin as a guide for a way out. It truly looks like it is in the middle of nowhere.
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"There are places where we can see magic at play, and plenty of spirits and magical creatures populate Folkmore. As for your question...I spend a lot of time visiting the School of Thoth, which is in Wintermute. The school is famous for developing advanced technology and incredible inventions, and they welcome any sharp mind who wants to learn or teach. It's a beautiful place, even if Wintermute is covered in snow. "
Jayce scrunches up his nose slightly at the last words, clearly not too fond of the cold. "Outside the school, visiting Wintermute's hot springs is also pleasant. The waters have some curative properties, and it's simply a good place to relax. I live in Epiphany, though, and it has some really gorgeous gardens by the station. You haven't seen anything like it."
He's not sure if that will be an answer that pleases her, but those are the places Jayce likes best, despite his aversion to snow. Part of why he now likes Wintermute is because it might remind Mel of Mount Targon. He follows Mel outside, and for a moment he simply watches her take in the view before lifting his chin slightly, toward their left.
He came that way! There's a path of sorts only a little bit further ahead, but he wants her to have fun exploring now that she's finally left the house. There's a familiar looking (to Jayce, at least) squirrel fox perched on a nearby branch that makes some chittering noises at Mel when she gets close enough.
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"I can tell you're from Piltover," Mel says kindly. Their temperate climate and reliance on technology makes them soft in her mother's words. Technological study being in a harsh environment, instead of one like Piltover, might not be so soft. Even with curative hot springs. Yet Mel has no issue with people being soft the way her mother might. Why should everyone have to be hard and steeled for violence? Surely most the populace shouldn't need that. What can people accomplish if everyone engages in combat? The product of that is blood and death.
She looks up at the foreign mammal making noises at her and smiles. After listening to some of the chittering, Mel chitters back as best she can imitate it. That makes her laugh, and Mel waves at the animal as she continues the way out in no hurry. It's beautiful here.
"I want to see something new," Mel says, "I want to see the gardens in Epiphany! Plus whatever else I have never seen." She smiles back at Jayce, curious and intrigued about this new world.
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He will be more than happy to tell Mel about the city's accomplishments, which were in large part thanks to her hard work and wit. Jayce smiles even more after seeing Mel interact with the squirrel and hearing her laugh.
"I'll take you there. And to see the sled dogs in Wintermute and the market in Elder Mother Station. You won't regret it."
The world is their oyster, and there's no time like the present to pry it open. He will be her guide and make sure that she's not in danger for as long as Mel tolerates his presence.