[ Black magic is no joke - it is dangerous, and those without a soul crystal are at risk of incinerating themselves from the inside out. So she is smart to hesitate, Magitek Rod still active and glowing in her hand.
Back home Era knows from experience that her magic weapons won't work for others, so attuned to her own aether. Here though, she is uncertain.
She worries her bottom lip, conflicted. Finally she shakes her head softly, placing the rod back on her lap. ]
It's dangerous.
[ Perhaps if she knew him better she might try crafting him a small one-handed rod. Her alchemy and carpentry skills should be good enough to make a beginner's weapon, even with such limited supplies. ]
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Back home Era knows from experience that her magic weapons won't work for others, so attuned to her own aether. Here though, she is uncertain.
She worries her bottom lip, conflicted. Finally she shakes her head softly, placing the rod back on her lap. ]
It's dangerous.
[ Perhaps if she knew him better she might try crafting him a small one-handed rod. Her alchemy and carpentry skills should be good enough to make a beginner's weapon, even with such limited supplies. ]
I can make you a torch if you need fire.