At the Covenant - Secondary Focus

[Grognardsw]

“A little of this, a little of that,” said Arduin to Bran as he sipped a vibrant glowing wine made from grapes harvested in the regio fields.

“My studies are an eclectic mix of art, music and the erotic, with evocation as one mode under study. I have had fascinating encounters with fey.”

Bran regards the magus with interest. "In Eire, it is a ... ... brave soul that seeks to interact with the fey. All tales of the fey revolve around their trickery and deceit. Have you found them to be so?"

“Aye, they can be a tricky lot. Precautions and preparation I learned the hard way. One day with a dryad and I escaped with a year lost in time.”

Arduin lit a pipe of snake weed, which writhed in scintillating green fields in the third level of the regio. The smoke swirled serpentine, sinuously around the sorcerer.

”I hear you occupy Salvatus’ old quarters. Have you discovered any secrets in the nooks and crannies of his mind in those journals of his?”