Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2013 23:48:24 GMT -5
The goddess of magic herself told her a simple rune to add to the teleportation circle that would get rid of the sickness that came with using it, however Rhiannon was not someone who trusted easily. Trivia claimed to be a friend of Saturn, and claimed to talk to him on occasion, but that meant nothing to her. The fact this woman had birthed her meant nothing. The fact this woman was the force behind magic and all it's knowledge, meant nothing. Rhiannon had to test the theory on her won before she would even dare think about trying to include it in a single piece of teleportation she had already. Perhaps even then she would not add it to the created circles around camp, because she knew for a fact those worked. Future ones on the other hand could always be improved, if this worked. Trivia had never proven herself to her before. Nothing about that goddess made her trust her word. Though if Saturn were to ever vouch for her she might give it a little bit of thought. It mostly depended on what Saturn said, and how she was feeling. Then of course there would be the results of this experiment, and if it were to prove true Rhiannon's opinion of Trivia might increase by itself.
She used a small bag of white chalk to draw out the circle in the middle of the forest, her preferred use of material for this particular type of spell. Others worked, but this seemed to work better, and the circle was destroyed the moment it was used. Or if she wanted to break it herself simply smudging the runes with her foot would work. Simple with easily destroyed evidence. For this kind of magic circle she had only enough power to create a single circle a day, meaning she'd have to be outside the camp for a night. That was fine by her, Rhiannon could easily take care of herself. Though at the moment she wished she had obtained some kinf of transforming trinket to hide on her person. At the moment she had two knifes, the one Josh gave her, and the one Mars gave her. Perhaps a bit presumptuous to use a gift from a god to practice fro something to be used against them in the future, but she did love that blade. Not as much as her Fenrir, but nice none the less.
A bag on her back, and her magic poured into the circle that lay on the ground, Rhiannon closed her eyes and concentrated. She took a deep breath before breaking the shackle that kept the magic from going off immediately. There was a sharp pull, but no nausea, or uncomfortable feeling at all. Except for the bit of hunger she felt from expelling so much energy into that one spell. Opening her eyes she took a look around. A satisfied smirk crossing her face as she saw Las Vegas spread out before her. The lights, the sounds, all of it. Supposedly a city that never slept, she'd have to see about that. Rhiannon had a tendency to stay up until eight in the morning before going to sleep, when she felt like it anyway. Not as much recently since she had been conversing with people, and they are awake during the day. Darn that sun. It should be sinking below the horizon in a few hours anyway. She might not be able to play all she wanted, but she'd be able to play a bit. Not the gambling kind, she saw no point in that. Throwing away money for no reason. Perhaps finding a room to sleep once she finally decided to sleep? No, putting the bag somewhere. That was what she needed to do. Get a room to put her bag down. Now, what kind of place? She loved looking down from the highest place possible, it caused her adrenalin to rush. A marvelous feeling, as long as you didn't fall. That sudden stop at the end was no joke.