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[Nephrite]

"Well, what do you all think?" Moore asks the others at the table. "Someone who could hold their own in a fight would be helpful if they're ever caught, I'd think, but are we looking for something else? Or, maybe to look at it a different way, what are we currently lacking in?"

[Anastasia]

Xandra and Cresiel exchange a moment's look, "An active telepath would be good," Xandra says, diplomatically.

[Nephrite]

"Here i thought I was good at miming..." Moore shrugs. "All right, Grias, can you respond to him and say someone skilled with psionic abilities? Tryll's abilities always did come in very handy... I wonder how he's doing." He taps his chin. "I'll have to write him a letter too, or just go visit."

[Anastasia]

"Oh, of course," Grias bobs in the air again.

"Telepathy?" Kaja speaks up, spearing meat onto his fork and munching it down after. "Why telepathy?"

[Nephrite]

"We had an incident where our lack of telepathic communication came into... full view, let's say." Moore says. "I do need to see if I can have something made that can recreate the effect of the telepathic bonds, that's a useful tool to have available. Maybe I should go to Jovar and see..."

[Anastasia]

Jetina smiles a bit, "Or you could learn telepathic bond. Is such a spell in your reach, you think?"

"Psionics are rare. Met one once, did strange things with slime until he died." Kaja remarks, "Got caught between a minotaur and a fiendish lion. He was able to entangle one in slime, but it didn't stop the lion from biting most his stomach away. Too bad."

Xandra hums slightly at that, eyes closed. She just seems to drift and slowly says, "Yes, a pity. How did you survive?"

With a lithe shrug as he continues to eat, "Slashed the minotaur while a friend clubbed the lion," Kaja says. "A sharp sword usually works."

[Nephrite]

"For whatever reason, that sort of magic is outside my realm of expertise. Just like teleportation, but I found a neat helmet the other day that solves that problem." Moore says. "I'm sure I could emulate it with a stronger spell, but I know every time you use something of that magnitude you generally can't cast spells very effectively for a while."

He turns and nods to Kaja. "Yep, that sounds like Tryll too. He's blast things with slime or just all sorts of weird psionic powers. It was really interesting to watch, for sure."

[Anastasia]

"That's my problem with magic - it's interesting to watch, but tends to fail when you need it the most. Fiends and dragons resist spells by second nature, while a strong mind or body can throw off other spells with minimum impact." Kaja eats away, "You can't argue with a sword like that, you can only dodge."

"Oh, that's why I know how to use a sword and shield too - I think," Jetina admits, "You have to know how to fight and how to cast spells to make it. One complements the other."

[Nephrite]

"There are some pretty strong spells that can impede swords, though." Moore says. "But a good balance is the best way to do it. I fear sometimes I've made myself too much of a generalist, but I know what my role is and I think I'm fairly good at it."

[Anastasia]

"Sure," Kaja says, "But how are you with a sword, then? A rapier, knowing your body size, or maybe a dagger. But you don't strike me as a dagger person."

Xandra merely asks to that, "And what makes someone a dagger person?"

Kaja waves a forkful of chicken and potatoes at her, "Speed and a certain sneakiness, or a penchant for fighting in close. Moore's entire style is about getting attention, and he doesn't have the look of a person who relishes fighting in melee. He doesn't fit a dagger fighter's profile. I'd suspect a rapier - it looks good, can make a sharp stab and doesn't require much strength when called on."

[Nephrite]

"I do have a rapier, actually, though I don't fight with it." Moore says with a bit of a laugh. "It makes my songs a bit stronger and lets me draw on its power a bit to do so. I'm sure I COULD land a hit or two if I wanted to, I think my songs are strong enough that with my natural talent I could manage something. I just generally don't since I'm otherwise occupied with keeping everyone else going."

[Anastasia]

"Bullshit."

Kara says it casually, finishing off a forkful before putting his fork down. "So I'm guessing you don't practice much, either? Rely on your magic and words to win battles, rather hoping you don't have to fight in melee?"

Jetina frowns as Cresiel leans forward, "Your point is taken," he says softly, "But do not forget there are those with more delicate sensibilities here."

Kaja looks to a frowning and now blushing Jetina and a more reserved Xandra, "I concede Grias," Who squawks in indignation but is ignored, "But no real warrior like us should be called delicate. Jetina, you're a healer? You see a maimed body and do you hold a perfumed kerchief to your mouth or do you heal them? Xandra, you see a naked succubus trying to seduce a mortal. Do you gasp in scandal or do you send them screaming back to the Abyss, short her head?"

[Nephrite]

"If I'm fighting underneath an antimagic field then I'm already in a rather lousy situation." Moore admits. "I'd say it's less that I 'hope' I don't have to fight in melee and more that I can think well enough on my feet to not let it happen. If someone comes at me to try and engage me, I have enough skill to evade them."

A shrug as he drinks some juice. "It's a weakness of mine, I fully admit to that. But like I said, it isn't where I've chosen to focus my talents." He shrugs again. "If it's something you want to school me on, then I'll make time for it."

[Anastasia]

"I might," Kaja concedes, then shakes his head. "Never mind this. I don't want to turn this meal combative."

A moment later he blinks as a slice of potato bounces off his forehead. Notably, it came from the main serving platter, flying over without being touched. "Hmph." Grias ripples as he floats in the air, "I am not delicate!"

Smiling now as he picks up the potato and popping it down, "I suppose your specialty is food fighting, then?"

[Nephrite]

Moore laughs a little. "We'll talk later." A gesture of a piece of bread in Grias' direction. "You're fine the way you are, Grias, delicate or not."