Advice+and+education+from+Argent+in+the+magic+shop

Wren wandered into the magic shop with Inali walking beside her. Spending time in the elven embassy again reflected on her clothing of sage green, wispy, elven silks. Two long, narrow braids hung down the side of her face, woven with beads of jade, while the rest of her hair flowed long and freely.

"Argent!" she beamed at the silvery haired woman by the counter, "I was hoping you were here today! I would like to talk to you about something personal if you have a little time... but first, I need your advice on a thank you gift... Silvermane seems to be a friend of everyone here, and he risked a lot to help us, so I just wanted to take him something to say thank you before he left Lyrabar... I was hoping you might know what he likes." She smiled hopefully.

"I got some of these..." she put a handful of fine elven chocolates into Argent's hand, "but then I thought, I don't even know if he and Magda like chocolates... will you try them and see what you think? I really don't know what to get a wizard who is the leader of a country... so I'm hoping you can help with some suggestions either from here or some of his favorite things from anywhere..."

"Aww...that's sweet! I'm sure he'd appreciate any gift you give him, especially chocolate...he's a good bo...err, I mean a nice older gentleman!" Argent smiles, popping one of the offered chocolates into her mouth. It was delicious, creamy and smooth and the youthful appearing sorceress tried another one. "Mmmmm!" she sighed contentedly. "I think these will be fine. Although...I should correct your mis-perception. Silvermane isn't the leader of Damara...just a diplomat from Damara. Damara has a King and Queen and all sorts of Barons...and Dukes...and such, like Impiltur here once had. Silvermane heads...well...one of the country’s magical schools, the one in Sanctuary. But he's also a diplomat...a sweet talker who's sent out to represent Damara's interests. Or so I've heard!" She smiles.

Wren grinned at Argent, catching her slight mistake, "Well he is certainly good at it! You should have seen him at the disposition... poor Nintra didn't even stand a chance... and he was so charming, I don't think even she could've taken offense to it." Wren shook her head and laughed. "but thanks so much for your help! I do hope he likes them. You two DO look a lot alike... he said you were related, but seemed kind of offended when Yuki asked if he was your dad... if you don't mind my asking, how are you related?"

Argent laughed easily, shaking her long silver hair, before replying "I don't mind you asking at all! But I'm not going to tell! A woman has to have secrets! I'm sure you understand that!" She winked at her, before taking another bite of the chocolate in her slender fingers.

Wren grinned at her, "Of course, I can understand keeping secrets..." Wren nodded.

"Now...you said you had a personal matter too!" Argent leaned forwards conspiratorially "Something juicy!?! You need some ideas to spice up things with your man?"

Wren laughed genuinely, and leaned in closer, "Oh... well that's not it exactly... it's been kind of spicy..." Wren giggled and blushed, "But if you're offering... I'm always open to good ideas!" She grinned mischievously.

"Oh..well...then...I've heard this about elven men...." And she leaned in closer, almost whispering. And proceeded to tell the young elven maid a litany of very...naughty things that she could do to Kale. Some of which, Wren wasn't even sure was possible. Could bodies...really bend that way? Her cheeks grew hot as the sorceress described a particularly wicked act. Wasn't she a little...young to know about things like that!

"But...really...then...what was it you were going to ask me about!" Argent grinned after finishing.

Wren stood there, a little stunned and blushing before shaking her head to clear it, "You're amazing! Where did you even learn all of... nevermind..." Wren giggled, "Right... The personal matter... It's kind of a secret..." she brushed the pretty scales against her neck absently, "I haven't talked to anyone about it... and I've only done it once... but you seem to know so much about dragons... and you're obviously very smart and good with magic... I don't know how familiar you are with witchcraft..." Wren met her eyes and smiled, "but it's a spell that a sorceress can learn as well... Anyway... when I found the scales in the cavern... I also found a spell on the wall. A high level spell... one that's above my skills as Inali consistently likes to point out... but I used it once. Unfortunately it was in kind of a crisis situation, and I ended up losing control of the spell... it ended abruptly and a little disastrously... but I was able to turn into a white dragon, using these white scales..." Wren laughed and shook her head.

"I thought maybe you might know more about the spell... how to learn to control it... and maybe help me learn more about dragons. I'm hoping to be able to find other colors. I'm not sure what all of the white even does... other than fall... but thankfully I don't think it made me stupider when I was in that form... of course maybe that's why I lost control?" Wren laughed, "Do you think you can help me?"

"Oh? Your adorable little fox girl familiar knows the dragon form spell...mmmm...that's so cuuuute!" Argent giggles and looks at Wren with laughing violet eyes. "That is some high level magic...and dangerous if you’re not ready. In fact...I can't cast that spell myself either." Argent shakes her head, her silver hair cascading down around her slender shoulders.

"But...I bet Silvermane can help you with the spell, I know he's powerful enough to cast it! He's a much more...potent sorcerer than I. I'd just be careful...with the spell...it makes some mental adjustments to go along with the physical ones and if you can't handle the whole deal....well..." Argent smiles "...you might end up not being able to fly....or walk. Or worse yet, you might get the mind of a dragon. And it's white, that's dumb as a box of rocks!"

Wren blinked wide eyes at the silver haired sorceress and nodded, "Well I wouldn't want that!" Wren shook her head, "I guess Inali is right and I should probably leave it alone, but I might still ask Silvermane questions about it... It’s not a bad thing to at least learn more about it for when I am ready, right?"

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She smiled admiringly across the counter, "You know... I've never mentioned it... but you have the most beautiful silver hair I have ever seen... it almost... sparkles."

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"Mmm! Thank you! I love my hair!" Argent fluffs it a bit, metallic silver cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall of coins. "It is rather...sparkly!"

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"Thanks so much for all of your help and advice! I'm sorry if I wasted your time... You all have been so amazing here... Is there anything I can do for you?" Wren smiled warmly.

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She leaned over the counter, giving Wren a full view of her bountiful bosom...she seemed very developed for someone so young. "And no need to worry about anything! Advice is free after all! I'm sorry I can't help you very much with the magic...but, I know all sorts of things about dragons! You might say I'm an expert! They are my most favorite of beings!" <span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She nodded sagely...as though everyone knew that. "So...what do you want to know!?"

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"Mine too!" Wren beamed at her, "They're so... beautiful... so inspiring... and heart-stoppingly fearsome! What's not to like?! And you're an expert! On men AND dragons?! ... I need to spend more time with you!" She winked at her and giggled.

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"Well...I ... I want to know everything! I'm completely fascinated... but ... you really got me interested in the noble and amazing silver, the mysterious riddle-loving green, and the child-like bronze last time we talked! I've heard that dragons can look like humans or elves if they want to! Do you think that's true? and if white are the dumbest... which is the smartest?" She leaned against the counter, smiling warmly at Argent. Everything about this woman was a little contrasting to her youthful appearance... and the more she talked to her, the more amazing she seemed.

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"Oh...those are three of my favorite dragons too! Silver, Green, and Brass." Argent giggled mischievously. "Although I wouldn't exactly call a Brass childlike to its face! Unless you want a face full of laughing gas...which is certainly better than acid I would suppose!" Argent smiles "I would say...they just...don't take things too seriously. Practical jokers many of them are. In fact...I could direct you to one with Brass blood here in town. A priestess of Selune named Penny Coppertop. She has the blood in her...and has many dragon friends."

<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">The buxom sorceress nodded sagely "It's true…it's true, some of the older, more skilled, more intelligent dragons can shapeshift into human guise. It's more common among the metallics, as they are more curious about the smaller races. But it's been known to happen with reds and greens as well." She smirked knowingly. "Rarely...of course!"

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">"Really? MANY dragon friends?! She sounds incredibly lucky," Wren beamed at her, "I will have to look her up. A jokester priestess... she could be fun." Wren giggled and nodded.

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She looked the young, silver haired sorceress over and smiled warmly, nodding. T//here's an ageless quality there... more like the youth of an elf. She knows too much too well for that young of a human... she doesn't explain things and talk like she's read them out of a book like Yuki does... no, she has experience... she's smart... and she's beautiful... and there's that nagging familiarity there... something about her... and she was going to call Silvermane a good boy… boy? How much older than he is she really? It would explain why he took offense to Yuki asking if he was her dad…//

<span style="color: #0070c0; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">She quickly brushed her thoughts aside, not wanting to push her about it just yet, and nodded, "Oh, of course... especially if red are so aggressive and just want to eat people... It's a little hard to imagine... but green... who you mentioned were sometimes scholars and love riddles... I bet some would find people interesting…" Wren paused as a dawning thought drifted over her expression and she blinked up at Argent. She looked around and then leaned closer to whisper, "You would know him far better than I... I only got to meet him once... but... do you think Rosche could be a green dragon?! He did ask us riddles that almost killed us! And he’s really wise and scholarly!"