Christine
"Whatever you say" *The treton then took the food and left it inside a paper bag he asked for. Completely forgetting the fact that he was supposed to have breakfast as well* "So, would you like telling me a bit more about magic school and stuff? I know maybe you don't remember much but anything helps. Like i told you yesterday i need to fill blanks in my memory and the only cause i've been able to come up with is the repercussions of endomagic. Did some research and apparently there exists two types of magic..." *The treton leaned back against his chair, piercing amber eyes never leaving the man's face. He crossed his arms and brought one hand to his face, keeping quiet and paying full attention so that the Silnari could speak.*
Janise
*Terrel leaned back in his seat, giving a quiet sigh in thinking back to the magic school that didn't have the most fondest memories to say the least. Most of them had gone by now in him taking a different route in life.*"Magic typically comes in different forms. There is the one that mage's use which focus point is here."*He said pointing to his head.*"And those who learn to imbue their own form of magic in here."*He said, pointing to his chest then tracing it along the rest of his body.*"There is magic in the atmosphere. Most see them in the forms of runes or enchanting material that people find. And there is magic that people transfer into an object to keep as a new source of magic."*As he explained each of them, his voice grew more monotone as if already bored of the subject he repeated from memory.*
Christine
"Hmmm... That's interesting. From what i've managed to gather there's two main types of magic; Exomagic, the one that can go as you said, runes, enchantments, etc. Then there's Endomagic. The type where the handler's body *Is* The magical item in itself; going from enhanced strength to better survival instincts... And it makes a lot of sense even if it's not studied in its entirety. From what i've read it can even start as a response from a... Traumatic event, or spurts of manifestation throughout one's life..."
 *The treton looked at terrel intensely as he enunciated his words with body language; but overlooking the man's past words, his questions were to no avail. He did say the magic school thing didn't go very well and a lot of time had passed so he had pretty much discarded him as a source of information.* "That's all I *Myself* Have managed to learn about it..." *Nak'sem covered his face with his hands in frustration and sighed*
Janise
*Terrel eyed him for a moment, offering a simple shrug in return.*"If I were a mage, maybe I would have found reason to understand it more, but I've gone so long without magic that keeping it in memory is just a waste."*He said bluntly, scratching at his hair for a bit. The strands of hair seemed to shift as he did, causing a small rodent-like bird to poke its head out from it. Terrel casually allowed the animal to climb up on his hand as he toyed with the creature with no explanation of how long its presence had been there.*"Silnarians aren't the only ones renowned for their knowledge of magic. There's a large school in Lymia that everyone talks about and I've received several books from Runra about different kinds of magic. Never bothered to look, but it'll probably be given to the guild's library for easy access if I ever did feel like doing such."
Christine
*Upon mention of the books Nak'sem took his hands out of the way and looked at terrel in awe, then quickly shifted his position, keeping the expression.* "Lymia you say..." *Completely dismissing the small creatures presence, he continued to ask, leaning forward* "Let's make a deal. Since i am gonna go do some hard work at that town you said, the only thing i ask in exchange is to get access to those books, and only if possible the library as well. If that's okay with you of course, since i assume that library is guild-only... Am i mistaken?"
 *The treton relaxed his shoulders and in a serious tone he voiced* "You don't have to answer now, just take a moment to think about it." *Nak'sem thought about how much work Terrel must've put in to getting such things and having contacts like those*
Janise
"Yes, they would be."*He said, placing the small creature on his shoulder.*"Then again, it's my guild so I suppose I can choose to have it however I want."*The Silnari let out a laugh at the thought, realizing that upon its completion he'd have to get to managing it. It was still a couple seasons away from then however, so he figured he'd have plenty of time. Terrel decided to take Nak'sem's word of not answering for now, instead allowing the information to sink in for the Treton. He shifted his gaze away from him, gesturing for a waiter to come over as he decided to order a small bowl of fruit for him and his bird to share. As the waiter walked off once more, he went back to relaxing in his seat and considering travel plans for the day.*
Christine
"Well, i've said everything i needed to, up to you to decide" *The treton that had now eased into the comfort of the ambiance, knowing better than to bother Terrel with unimportant questions. From the bag that had been placed on the floor after both men's arrivals, Nak'sem pulled out another two small pieces of dark wood, shaped into a pair of swirls that had been delicately carved, and were now getting a traditional Pinnacelian Discipline script carved on.*
*The text read [Discipline weighs ounces, Regret weighs tons.] As soon as the treton finished carving both of the tokens he brought out a small vial with varnish as well as a cloth he had on hand, he started carefully polishing both pieces making the small details, fractures and carvings in the wood pop out.*
Janise
*As some time passed, the waiter eventually came back with the cup of fruit, to which the Silnari offered to his bird friend.*"I'm assuming you have everything packed and ready to go for the trip? The bags will have to be brought down while I get Carl over here for us to head out into the wilds."*He said to him, taking a small piece of fruit for himself.*"Best to get ready to set out while the day is young."
Christine
"Yeah i have everything pretty much ready, but i was wondering how the climate is over the mountain; i don't want to get there and be caught off guard by awful cold weather, or something of the sort." *The treton said slowly rising from his seat, and placing just one of the tokens inside his pocket.* 
"If i'm gonna have to get something just in case, i'll have to sell something. The woman at the counter earlier was pretty interested in islander stuff, so i'm gonna go strike a deal with her." *The treton picked up his bag from the floor and slowly started walking over to reception.* "Just say the word and i'll go pick up the bags from upstairs; oh and by the way, that token is yours." *Nak'sem finished turning around and started talking business with the lady.*