Righting A Wrong

[fluorite_flux]

Who: Fay, Xion, Amalthea and any other magic experts!
Where: The hot spring in Espoir
Style: Either!
Status: Open! Anyone who wanted to come, please feel free to. You can either address Fay one-on-one, join in on multi-person threads or talk amongst yourselves. Goal is to figure out the tangled spells that turned the Unicorn human

Comments

[knows_remorse]

[fluorite_flux]

Fay turned to Amalthea with a polite grin, setting aside his pen for a moment to pick up the teapot sitting next to him.

"May I fill up your cup for you?"

[knows_remorse]

[fluorite_flux]

He pours the tea carefully, not even spilling a drop, then sets the pot back down.

"I am certain everyone will be here soon," he said. "Is there anything else you require before they arrive?"

[scholastical]

[He appears not long after and knocks at the door. There is a notebook in his hand, for this could be priceless in learning new information about this world and other world's magics!]

[highwarlockmb]

Am I in the wrong place? {Magnus asked, showing up without any writing utensils of any kind. He wasn't aware that the bid for help would require note-taking. He was hoping there would be food. Or something to drink, at least. Otherwise, he might not be half so open to charity work}

[scholastical]

I do not believe so.

[He blinks at the odd appearance of the other.]

You are also here to assist in attempting to find a solution to a magical malfunction, correct?

[highwarlockmb]

Well, I don't know about all that, but I am a warlock.

Think there's going to be any wine? My mouth is dry from the walk here.

[kyudousha]

[If it has to do with magic, then she's here.]

Well, what's the problem?

[fluorite_flux]

[He looks up from his note-taking.]

Lady Rita! Glad to see you. May I get you some tea?

[seashellmemory]

...

*There were more people here then she had expected ... All these people knew about magic? Some of them looked rather scholarly too ... Oh dear. She shuffled along, trying to blend in but failing miserably with her black overcoat.*

[fluorite_flux]

[He has come to the entrance to greet people and of course he spots her easily.]

You are Xion, correct? Welcome!

[seashellmemory]

*Uh-oh ... spotted. But she relaxes upon realizing just who spotted her.*

That's me. And you're Fay. Thanks for ... the welcome, I guess.

[fluorite_flux]

Indeed! And, think nothing of it. Would you like some tea? I have some made up already.