"All I ask is that you try." The heat in Caleb's cheeks started to lessen. Good. He hadn't hopelessly offended Essek. He will get better at the language, he's certain, with time and practice.
In fact, the practice part of this sounded rather nice. Nights they weren't researching they could sit around a warm fire and learn language from each other, trading little parts of themselves and their homes with each other. As they made a new one with each other.
"I would love to invent magic with you," he said, leaning forward slightly with eagerness. "I fell in love with you studying and researching the arcane together. To make a spell together would be... well... we know it would be wonderful."
Magic had brought them together and it would always be their greatest passion outside of each other. Caleb wanted to make something with Essek, something solely theirs. It did not have to change the fundamentals of magical theory. It could be as silly as Jester using Thaumaturgy but it would be theirs and thus special to him.
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In fact, the practice part of this sounded rather nice. Nights they weren't researching they could sit around a warm fire and learn language from each other, trading little parts of themselves and their homes with each other. As they made a new one with each other.
"I would love to invent magic with you," he said, leaning forward slightly with eagerness. "I fell in love with you studying and researching the arcane together. To make a spell together would be... well... we know it would be wonderful."
Magic had brought them together and it would always be their greatest passion outside of each other. Caleb wanted to make something with Essek, something solely theirs. It did not have to change the fundamentals of magical theory. It could be as silly as Jester using Thaumaturgy but it would be theirs and thus special to him.