"Rogues translate into either Tricksters and Experts, the latter one is a bit like a bard in the jack of all trades sense. Both druids and warlock translate into the Shaman, though you could make a Saint that fits the concept. Saints don't need to be pacifists, but they are the best healer class, yes. You can take a vow of that lets you injure your enemies as long you heal them afterwards. And even the pacifist vow lets you attack things that don't experience pain, though it doesn't let you indirectly harm living things that way."

"You can technically get someone that can heal out of all classes, not necessarily good healing, mind you."

She smiles, "That does work better," she admits happily. 

He perks up at the bit about Shamans, then smirks at Erin's pleased smile. So kind, yet so scary! Erin likes being dangerous to her enemies, as many would-be middle school bullies had learned to their detriment.

Back on topic, "Shaman- that's Fenris, right?" He glances at the quiet twin, "Awesome!" 

"Ok, how do Tricksters and Experts work, then? All I know about Bards is that they do music," he admits. 

"Correct," says the quiet twin.

"Tricksters learn - appropriately enough - various tricks which are... supposedly not magical, but obviously work through some magical ability to accurately do things. Like, being excellent at dodging, distracting enemies, finding traps or firing implausible ricocheting shots. Experts work similarly, but get something that are more akin to concrete knowledge and can branch more. Ironically, they are not that great at magic singing like a bard, that's more a Saint thing."

"Alright, I'm liking the sound of Tricksters, but what kind of things do Experts branch into? Can they do some of the stuff other classes do, or is the branch stuff unique to them?"  

Robin grins, then pauses, looking at Felix, "And, uh. What about Diviners? I know you said you're like the dungeon masters of the magic system, but what all can you do?"

"Yes, all classes can dip a bit in each other territories, but Experts are the closest thing that we have to multi classing, you can be, well, an expert in one field, or good at two or passable in three and so on. Diviners are a bit like... oracles, I can have visions that tell me things, like where to find you, I can identify magical items with a touch, teach people their first level in any class, figure out hints like a guest-giving NPC, and protect a select few locations to be the party's home base. It's very behind the scene stuff."

"Felix didn't like that he couldn't use his power more proactively. But it helped us a lot early on, since he could just tell us. And none of the other clusters managed to find each other until we came along."

"Yeah, I think I'll take Trickster, then, whenever we get around to it. Expert sound interesting but," he shrugs. 

"Some of those other seeds you mentioned were older than yours, then?" 

"Yeah, you're the second that was founded after ours. That we know of."

"Are there only the five you've found so far, or are there more that you haven't reached yet?"

"Those are the ones we found, but we don't know if there are others. Yours is the first one outside the United States. At some point in the future we are planning for me to do a trip across the globe to see if I can detect other clusters."

"Mm. And we're still really close to the border here," she agrees. "Once we get our problems figured out around here, we can try to help out with that," she offers, "I mean, for one thing, no matter how distant my parents are, being their daughter gives me contacts all over the world as well as places to live all over the world. Or at least it gave me those things, depending on how the whole alien thing plays out."

Felix smiles. He has enough smile for both twins.

They can talk some more and then throw a couple of wards around the house before leaving to their respective destinations. Twins with Erin and Caine. Cousins with Robin and Jamie.

They split up in the lobby, Caine's group heading left out the door and Robin's group walking through the first floor hallways to take the backdoor.

"There's an old swimming pool down here," Robin mentions, gesturing at one of the large doors off the hallway. "They closed it down a while ago 'cause it cost too much, but we sometimes hang out in there." 

 They exit the building without incident, filing out into the still cool afternoon air. Robin sticks his hands in his jacket pocket, while Jamie pulls his up into his sleeves. 

Robin squints at Gabe, "You gonna be ok there?" He asks. 

Jamie shakes his head, wry; he glances over at Henry, "Are you ok?" He asks. A listener might think he's talking about the cold; he's not talking about the cold. 

Meanwhile, Erin and Caine lead the twins out onto the street. This time Caine takes a closer look at the reactions of the passersby. Any surprise about the ears? Do they even notice them?

Wow, that sure is a smile. They're very pretty, this group. 

Outside, Erin directs the group through the best shortcuts she knows from Jamie. The ground-based ones, anyway, she's not actually capable of running most of the others. Though she hasn't had a chance to test her capabilities as a lizard person. She should get around to that at some point. 

"Who was it that saw him?" She asks, realizing she hadn't asked when the group was all together.

People definitely notice the ears, but only in the sense people would notice a racial minority whose marking trait is having pointy ears. Quite a few double-take and quite a few appear to be surprised or confused by the twins' choice of attire. A cosplayer would get weirder looks.

"I think it was Henry and Gabe, but being able to recognize a quest relevant person that someone else saw, to move the plot forward is totally a thing I can do."

Gabe flexes his pecks. "Don't worry. I am pretty cold resistant."

"Be at least 40% less lewd, Gabe." To Jamie he says. "You mean, about my current situation?"