The many ways of magic

[copycast]

Temple wakes up suddenly, his hand automatically going to his abdomen as he raises from the ground...

...Then he notices the lack of pain and the entirely new surroundings.

A new world, which means that he saved Rajir but his former body got sacrificed in the process. Temple is unlikely to see Rajir or the others ever again, without a proper goodbye this time.

There is no point in feeling miserable, his friends and students are safe, just distant.

Temple decides to be practical. He feels and locates traces of magic coming from that way and follows them until he finds himself knocking on a door of a solitary building.

Comments

[copycast]

"It is a combination of technical fluency and sound manipulation." Temple says, he starts exaggerating his mouth's movements, "It corrects my voice to sound more like a native speaker," his voice sounds perfectly normal despite what his mouth is doing, "but it doesn't work so well with translating idioms or phrases. I have a spell that copies the target's languages directly to my head, if you happen to know a volunteering polyglot I would appreciate. Meanwhile, 'my morning meal' means something that you would want to do everyday."

[swordofdamocles]

"Ah. I think the closest equivalent here would be 'not my cup of tea.' And an actual morning meal, one would call breakfast."

[copycast]

"Heh, learning this kind of things is fun! The expression is supposed to be focused on the tea or people are very attached to their cups here?"

[swordofdamocles]

"The tea."

[copycast]

"Okay, Lordship is not my cup of tea. There. Did I sound like a true native of Earth?"

[swordofdamocles]

"Well, I mean, most people from Earth wouldn't know a Lordship from a hole in the ground, but otherwise perfect!"

[copycast]

Temple giggles, "I didn't bring any luggage, but do we need to do something to settle me in? Introduce me to your grandfather? Show me my quarters? Then keep talking about magic?"

[swordofdamocles]

"Sounds like fun. I'll show you your room and then you can meet my grandfather and then the library would probably be the best place to talk about magic."

[copycast]

"That sounds perfect!"

Temple will follow Andrea to his room. It soon becomes clear that when he mentioned that electricity is common to all worlds, he actually meant the phenomenon of electricity (lighting, brain signals, magic attacks) and not the use to empower non-magical machines. He gets curious about the light-switches and other unfamiliar technology.

[swordofdamocles]

"...That would be electricity. I thought you said you had it?"

[copycast]

"We do, but not like this. It is a... thing that happens naturally or through magic. Are those common here?"

[swordofdamocles]

"That would be an understatement."

[copycast]

"Interesting!" Temple says with a mix of surprise and delight, "I have seen a prototype machine that could use electrical signals to deliver simple messages. Do you have something like that here? What else does electricity do?"

[swordofdamocles]

"Uuuuh, I am really not equipped to explain what-all we do with electricity, I know it's not literally 'everything' but there's way too much stuff to list."

[copycast]

"It is alright, I am aware that 'explain things to outer-wordly travelers' isn't something most people prepare to. I will refrain from using electricity-related magic more than usual." Temple says with a shrug, "I like your home."

[swordofdamocles]

"Thanks. I'll take the compliment with a grain of salt for now, though, since I don't know how much of that is this place in particular and how much is just--this world."

[copycast]

"I like what I like." Temple shrugs again "Novelty does influence my tastes. Want to introduce me to your grandfather?"

[swordofdamocles]

"He's probably in the library, if he's up and about at all. If he's not, it'll have to wait."

[copycast]

"I don't mind waiting, specially since I am only a guest. Show me the way?"

[swordofdamocles]

"Sure."

They get to the library. There is a ghost in the library. "Hi, Grandfather, I met a guy from another universe with interesting and completely novel magic."

[copycast]

Temple stops in his tracks and blinks at the ghost for a moment.

"Hi."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Ah, hello," the ghost says, putting down the book he had been apparently telekinetically supporting in front of him. "Horace W. Rockwaller. It's a pleasure to meet you."

[copycast]

"Temple Graywisdom." Temple recovers from the surprise and gives a genuine smile. "Also a pleasure! Would you mind if I magically analyzed you?"

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"I...suppose not."

[copycast]

"Thanks! I didn't ask much about your kind of ghosts." Temple turns to Andrea. "I didn't realize you are living with your ghost grandfather, you said he died so I assumed it was the other."

With that said Temple focus his magic sensing on Horace.