[Liem considers the news that Sebastian's tall colleague has experimented on unusual creatures to be less surprising than his casual mention of the abyss. It is clear from his equipment and his unfamiliarity with magic that Bondrewd hails from a different land than the one Liem is familiar with, but the mention of the abyss still makes him think of that lower plane where demons make their homes. He does not take the man's claimed expertise lightly.
The door continues to present a mystery. Liem spends a few long moments regarding it, approaching until he's quite close, though he doesn't reach out to touch the sturdy metal. Its aura meets his eyes as less of a visual impression and more of a feeling, thrumming in the veins and jelly, but it is only comprehensible in the very broadest sense. Though he can sense the familiar pulse of Meridian's light in the enchantment laid upon it, the specifics of the spell remain inscrutable to him.]
There is every chance it could be dangerous, [he says eventually.] But it could also simply be an alarm, or something else mundane. The spellcraft of this world is too unfamiliar for me to identify the signature.
[One thing, however, is certain; wizards do not lay down spells without cause. If there is an enchantment on this door, it likely means that something of interest lies beyond.
Though the lock could have told them that much.]
In any case: remain alert.
[Because obviously they are going through regardless. Liem steps back, giving a nod to Bondrewd. He feels no shame in acting on the assumption that he is likely the frailest person in their trio; he will be towards the back, where a delicate little archer like him belongs ]
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The door continues to present a mystery. Liem spends a few long moments regarding it, approaching until he's quite close, though he doesn't reach out to touch the sturdy metal. Its aura meets his eyes as less of a visual impression and more of a feeling, thrumming in the veins and jelly, but it is only comprehensible in the very broadest sense. Though he can sense the familiar pulse of Meridian's light in the enchantment laid upon it, the specifics of the spell remain inscrutable to him.]
There is every chance it could be dangerous, [he says eventually.] But it could also simply be an alarm, or something else mundane. The spellcraft of this world is too unfamiliar for me to identify the signature.
[One thing, however, is certain; wizards do not lay down spells without cause. If there is an enchantment on this door, it likely means that something of interest lies beyond.
Though the lock could have told them that much.]
In any case: remain alert.
[Because obviously they are going through regardless. Liem steps back, giving a nod to Bondrewd. He feels no shame in acting on the assumption that he is likely the frailest person in their trio; he will be towards the back, where a delicate little archer like him belongs ]