[ For rather than startled, Sion had only been delighted by the impact of spear driven as fulcrum into the earth below, his white mage's robes swirling about his feet in quiet susurration from the force of the dragoon's landing. Almost, he wishes he'd explored the notion of adopting the dragoon's asterisk, if only for the the freedom to be found in jumps which border on flight —how thrilling must it be, to soar so very high?
And while, upon first glance, it may be something of a curiosity to spy a white mage upon a dragoon's training field, it becomes swiftly apparent that Sion's presence in the guild is to assist with mending the injuries of new recruits as they test the bounds of the abilities granted to them, invariably pushing past their limits (...resulting broken ankles in so very many, many cases...).
Although...! ]
Should you wish to jump higher still, but fear lack of control, I may be of some assistance to you. [ Reaching for the stave at his back, Sion casts a summons for wind, the spell small, but powerful as bright arcs of magic form a vortex upon the ground, swirling in stasis rather than being employed as an attack. ] With my wind magic, I will be able to cushion your landings.
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[ For rather than startled, Sion had only been delighted by the impact of spear driven as fulcrum into the earth below, his white mage's robes swirling about his feet in quiet susurration from the force of the dragoon's landing. Almost, he wishes he'd explored the notion of adopting the dragoon's asterisk, if only for the the freedom to be found in jumps which border on flight —how thrilling must it be, to soar so very high?
And while, upon first glance, it may be something of a curiosity to spy a white mage upon a dragoon's training field, it becomes swiftly apparent that Sion's presence in the guild is to assist with mending the injuries of new recruits as they test the bounds of the abilities granted to them, invariably pushing past their limits (...resulting broken ankles in so very many, many cases...).
Although...! ]
Should you wish to jump higher still, but fear lack of control, I may be of some assistance to you. [ Reaching for the stave at his back, Sion casts a summons for wind, the spell small, but powerful as bright arcs of magic form a vortex upon the ground, swirling in stasis rather than being employed as an attack. ] With my wind magic, I will be able to cushion your landings.