critical hit. (closed)

[poleposition]

Who: Estinien (poleposition) & One (querella)
When: Through March! If the date becomes solid I'll edit this.
Where: School.
What: Tall and grumpy+ small and bossy = children in horror. (Job post).
Rating: None.

[ "The one with the arms" is still boggling Estinien, honestly. Polearms? Real arms? Most people here have arms... as far as he knows.

...though it's not something he should be thinking about, considering the situation. How did he let himself get talked into this?? 'Do it for the children' really shouldn't work against the Azure Dragoon—but alas, here's Estinien leaning against a wall, watching as small (so, so small, impossibly young) children run by. He's to tell them stories about heroes; something he has many of, despite not being a storyteller.

But first, there's something he needs to discuss with someone. One of those things being 'Why did you bring me along to this?' but that can wait. ]

They speak of a mana potion, which is familiar to me [ RPG mechanics. ] but I get the notion that they're exaggerating the effects of such a thing.

[ Potions don't make you heroic, he knows this. He's not entirely an expert on the mana here, but... it's probably similar.

If such a potion existed, wouldn't it be used instead of kidnapping people? ]

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[querella]

[ The children are impossibly loud, as far as she's concerned. Yelling and laughing, oohing and awing at everything, be it the heroes themselves or this strange mana potion. One knows of defense potions, strength potions, and multiple awful tasting healing potions. But mana potions?

No, those didn't exist where she was from. And if they did exist here... If they were readily available, why didn't they just use them on their own soldiers, or supply their beloved heroes with them? Besides, a mana potion would, should, only act as a replenishment for diminishing mana reserves. It could not replace years of training or knowledge gained by experience. ]

The most it could be is a strength inducing potion, but it's effects would likely be temporary.

[ One shifted, hand moving to rest on the crest of her hip. She turned her head just enough to look up at her far taller companion. She hardly came up to his bicep, which some children found pretty funny when they'd shown up. ]

[poleposition]

Hm.

[ His response is slightly disgruntled, as he's lifting up an elbow for a child to run beneath it carelessly. Why children. Why can't they all be like Alphinaud. Which isn't a serious thought, but one born from exasperation. His natural state. ]

Aye. [ Like her thoughts, Estinien also believes that if heroes could be created so easily, they would have been long ago. ] Sounds like something far too easy.

[ He pauses, looking around. Giggling children everywhere, which... well, is an ideal sight. Just one he'd like to not be in the midst of. ]

If it really existed, we would not have need to be here.

[querella]

Of course. In fact, we would all be considered something of a last resort, should their own warriors be unable to withstand the assault of – [ She turned, moving with a gaggle of children that had come too close, their small hands reaching out to catch onto what they could of her uniform. ] Noir or any other enemy they might have.

[ With care, the Intoner managed to escape their grasp. Gently motioning for them to move on with the promise that, yes, they would eventually be allowed to ask them however many questions they might have. But right now One did not have the patience to deal with the lot of them. This talk of the so called mana potion was far more important.

Returning her full attention to the other warrior, she continued. ]

But the claim still needs to be investigated. However, I do not believe we are the right people for such.