There were very few times Dorian was actually struck speechless. The only one he could recall very clearly was his father's use of blood magic. That bad memory would be replaced with this moment right here.
His lover offered up one the most beautiful staff Dorian had ever seen. Star staffs were in some of the histories he read, even in some of the myths as gifts from the Old Gods for favored Magisters. Some believed those staffs were still out there, waiting to be found again in some ruin somewhere. He felt like he was looking at one right now.
"It's... well," he let out a baffled laugh because he didn't have words. He reached out and ran his fingers over it. It was a very rough staff, no grip, no foci, no blade but he could see the potential, see what it could become. The spells he could cast with this, the power, how precise he could be...
"You bastard. What am I supposed to do with this? I'll never want to take it anywhere for fear of it being broken or stolen or lost," he managed but it was a weak complaint when he was still trying to sort out the emotional mess Bramen had woken in him.
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Date: 2015-02-06 10:44 pm (UTC)His lover offered up one the most beautiful staff Dorian had ever seen. Star staffs were in some of the histories he read, even in some of the myths as gifts from the Old Gods for favored Magisters. Some believed those staffs were still out there, waiting to be found again in some ruin somewhere. He felt like he was looking at one right now.
"It's... well," he let out a baffled laugh because he didn't have words. He reached out and ran his fingers over it. It was a very rough staff, no grip, no foci, no blade but he could see the potential, see what it could become. The spells he could cast with this, the power, how precise he could be...
"You bastard. What am I supposed to do with this? I'll never want to take it anywhere for fear of it being broken or stolen or lost," he managed but it was a weak complaint when he was still trying to sort out the emotional mess Bramen had woken in him.