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In Paraasilan, Esmaar, a pair of roommates are about to break a rule that, compared to the one about running in the corridors or even the one about unlicensed teleportation, is there for a good reason.
In unison, they complete their shared spell.
Adarin in Elcenia
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"A dragon with the same skills," clarifies Korulen. "He died when she was in her - thirties, I think? It's random when they happen but it averages to about one per color group at a time being alive."
Considering this, Adarin says, "So lots of these special dragons wouldn't be able to have any training from a predecessor? That sounds inconvenient."
"It's pretty intuitive how their powers work, I think. Mom's are harder to handle, but considering what they actually are, he didn't have to wait for her to grow up enough to understand - he could just sort of stamp them on her mind."
The thought of having something stamped into his mind puts an involuntary shiver down Adarin's spine. Even if it was helpful, the idea that something like that exists is terrifying. "Well. That's... Somewhat more convenient."
Subject change from Korulen's scary, scary mother is necessary. Adarin gets to making that happen.
"I'm not sure if you'd like to learn more about how my magic works or not. Would you like me to tell you about it?"
Subject change from Korulen's scary, scary mother is necessary. Adarin gets to making that happen.
"I'm not sure if you'd like to learn more about how my magic works or not. Would you like me to tell you about it?"
"Why - could I learn it?" inquires Korulen.
"Er. No, sorry," he says, with a wince. "It's not the sort of thing that's casually transferable."
"I'm sort of curious anyway. What's the general idea?"
"Well. Sometimes, in our world there are special individuals born with magic. The reason I mentioned bloodlines when I first arrived is because that's how they magic is passed on," he explains, kindly removing some of the more horrifying parts of his world's magic system for her sake. She's the equivalent of fourteen, the basic explanation will do.
"If I ever have children, they're overwhelmingly likely to have the same type of magic I do. It dilutes, though, so there's... Less magic in them as bloodlines continue."
"If I ever have children, they're overwhelmingly likely to have the same type of magic I do. It dilutes, though, so there's... Less magic in them as bloodlines continue."
"Huh. There's nothing here that quite works like that. Dragons don't so much dilute as they do have an entire separate sort of dragon-like thing that they can produce if they have half-dragon kids. Thudias like me. But my sister's a parunia, which just means that she is exactly and entirely a dragon even though her dad is an elf."
"That sounds rather fortunate for parunias, honestly. Sometimes a bloodline's child will have the same level of power as their parent, but it doesn't happen very often. Usually it consistently gets weaker."
"Most half-dragons are thudias. You can't bet on a parunia. But it's pretty lucky for her in some ways. She does take more than three times longer than me to grow up, though."
"Ah. Well, that part does sound incredibly problematic," he says with a wince. It seems to be a rather sad thing that a little sister will stay that way for years and years while her older sister ages and becomes an adult. Not that either option's a bad thing, it's just together it seems unfortunate.
"Yeah. I mean, I'll probably get to see her grow up. If I were a human thudia instead of an elf one I wouldn't even get that."
Another wince. "That's also unfortunate. I'm sorry. I hope you get to see her grow up."
"Me too. She's pretty cute now, though. It's nice in some ways that she'll be a baby for twenty years."
Adarin laughs, just a little, trying to lighten the mood. "I think my sister and I would get along much more if she were a baby for twenty years. Or maybe even worse, if I didn't play with her enough, I'm not sure which."
"It probably helps a lot that she'll be able to talk in a few weeks. Dragons pick up language by magic, they don't have to learn it the long way around."
"I get the feeling that dragons are just fantastic at everything. Is it just their first language, or a certain type of language, ooor...?"
"All of the languages that there are anywhere. Translation spells don't even work on dragons," laughs Korulen.
"W-.. All languages? Everywhere? That's... Do they just know every language that ever existed on any plane, or do they hear one and just pick it up by magic?" says Adarin, taken by surprise.
"Well, in all the worlds and throughout all time there are so many languages that I doubt Mom or whoever could have found yours without hearing you talk, but the understood theory is that she did already know it."
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