Charlie
"All of that is correct. Most importantly is the connection between host and element. In most cases, a fraction of one's self can trade for enormous power. If careless, one can find themselves consumed. Fire is the only element that is capable of consuming the host. My primary affinity is that with nature."

*She placed her hand out in front of her as if reaching for something far away. She could feel the plant life that surrounded her, albeit little to what she was used to in the forest.*

"I'm thankful that faith and nature magic syngerize so well together. It allows me to rapidly grow a vine from a seed. Something strong enough to trap whoever I fee like."

*She lowered her hand as she drew her attention to Terrel. A hint of guilt lingered behind her question.*

"I would like a large pouch for seeds. Using nature wasn't an issue in the forest but here... In the city. I don't have much."
Lewis
*Terrel let out a quiet snort at her explanation of how one controls their element through their connection of it.*"And what if there isn't one there?"*The Elf would ask, mostly rhetorically as he could already assume the answer. Nothing, absolutely nothing. He gripped the end of the page, turning it over to see what was on the other side. 

Funny, they only ever just tell you the energy and connection is there and expect you to work off of that. Magic was complicated in itself. It must of been fortunate for those who could just grab onto it accidentally.

He'd be be half listening to her explain her skill in faith and nature magic. Two types that worked hand in hand. He understood faith magic in its healing properties. Nothing more. Nature on the other hand was a different concept to him one that caused him to look over at Manon as she mentioned needing a large patch of seeds to create vines out of them.

So she could control vines, blast fire, and heal? The Elf supposed he should be glad he only got attacked once at best. If it was one thing mages had, it was their wide range of capabilities. And inconveniences, whether he was fighting them or not.*

"Like... Any seed?"*He'd question her, figuring the seeds had to at least grow into vines rather than just any other plant seed. Where would one even find them out in the city? He'd reach down to his side, removing an empty sack that he had kept with him. Her original pouch of coins.

He'd place it on the table in front of her, saying:*"You'll just have to make that work then."
Charlie
*She grabbed the empty pouch and placed it on her lap. She'd rather have a satchel or something that hung off her for easy access. It'd only become usefull when in locations without many plants. Much like here in the city.*

"If there is no connection then two things can happen. The first is just nothing, the fortunate side of things. The other is lost of control. As a caster you must tap into the element, not the other way around. Most elements will rob all your mana and produce an outcome that is not desired."

"Nature just grows at an accelerated rate. Seeds become trees.-"

*She held up the bag she requested for added effects*

"In seconds, thankfully I can do that without losing myself as Nature is my primary e
Element and I've spent many years using and training with it. There is only one dangerous element, you could probably guess which too."

"If you're lucky, self-immolation is the least of your concern if you lose yourself. If your mana is high, like mine. You could create an inferno."

*She would give Terrel a soft smile, trying her best to reassure him of any future potential danger.*

"I'll be actively using magic to reduce my mana until I learn how to control fire. If I lose control I might just start a bed on fire versus this whole city."
Lewis
"Sounds like I'd have nothing to worry about then."*He'd say at her mention of the two things that could possibly happen, one of which being like he suspected. The Elf would lean back against the chair, part of him wondering how much of a magic lesson he really needed in his own refusal and incapabilities. 

At least she could figure out how to use her own magic with him borrowing the book in learning something new to put to use later in the event of finding someone else using a type of magic he was unfamiliar with. Faith and Nature seemed like a good start now that he thought about it.

His eyes would peel away from the page, finding Manon smiling at him after mentioning him being able to control himself just fine if his mana was as high as hers.*"Manon the day I'm able to self combust my hand into creating fire is the day I decide to just become a mage."*The Elf would begin, only to remember that Manon typically took things in the literal sense.*"Which is never happening."*He'd soon add.*"Gave up trying to use magic ages ago, but at least you can probably learn a spell of two out of here. I'll just pick the book up whenever you're finished with it."*A burning bed versus a while city sounded like a nice trade off, at least it being her own anyways. He supposed the seeds may have use after all.*
Charlie
"Sorry, I didn't mean you specifically. I meant like whoever was using fire magic could combust... I could combust. Think of my mana as fuel, the more I have the larger the radius. I'll just spend some mana manipulating nature, I'll be okay. Faith magic can be lethal if you lose control. Channeling faith magic is.. Scary."

*There were always a drawback to channeling, faith was by far the most tricky. Healing was the most complex. It required the healer to channel into a person, a connection would forge between the two.*

"To heal, I have to give a part of myself to the person I'm healing. That is the channel, it allows me to find the source of pain. Allows me to mend what needs to be fixed. Regardless of what happens the patient will be healed. If the connection is severed prematurely, it's the healer who pays for that too."

"So the next time I'm healing your back, don't just decide when it's over. You could have harmed me."
Lewis
*The Elf looked at her dubiously as she stated the potential of him harming her from preventing her from healing him all the way. He doubted that much especially when she seemed fine afterwards.*"I think I'll take my chances."*He'd say. After getting shot in the back by her, the thought of her having to bring her hands anywhere near him for longer than necessary felt like it was bound to warrant more than just a sore back. She was already claiming to have traces of fire magic. Next thing he knows, he'll be sitting around with a severed arm much like the other Vampiress he had met some time ago.*

"With either luck, I won't be in a situation where you'd have to heal me too much. Well that or end up knocked out that I wouldn't be able to anything to stop it anyways."*He'd say, weighing the options. It wasn't too far fetched to say the Elf didn't completely trust her with magic, much like he didn't trust any other mage with magic. There was a difference between swords and walking fireballs waiting to destroy the next structure they walk into. Plus it was already evident enough that Manon wasn't even sure of her own magic. At least when it came to the destructive side which was albeit something someone should be more comfortable with if going to ever get stuck having to use it.*
Charlie
"I- You-. You don't understand I can't take those chances. I don't feel comfortable healing you if say you'll walk away again. Depending on how complex the treatment is, how focused I am. You could possibly rend my soul." 

*At a glance it would be obvious that she wanted to yell just then. The only thing preventing her was their location in the tavern. She didn't like the idea of waiting for Terrel to fall unconscious to potential blood loss before she could heal. But she would if it meant saving herself and him.*

"Thankfully minor wounds do not run much risk of this happening, it'll still hurt though. Not like you seem to care."

*Reaching forward and turning the page. She decided that explaining the colours and symbols were not worth the time. She could read some later so she ended up sliding the book to him.*

"Any questions."
Lewis
*Terrel would raise an eyebrow, just waiting for her to lash out at him for deciding how long he wanted to be healed. With her seemingly deciding against it, the Elf would eventually turn away from her and look back at the book. Part of him felt she was being overly dramatic, but what did he know about healing magic? Guess that was a read for another time.

With her turning the page and moving the book over to him, he'd assume that she wanted him to keep it for the night. It was at least something to read before going to sleep. In her asking if he had any questions, he'd look back at her and close the book.*"Yeah. When are you planning on actually test running your fire magic?"*Better sooner than later he figured. If she was going to be afraid of having it then it was merely a waste of talent and Terrel figured the magic was just a bit too useful for that to just happen.*
Charlie
"About that. I don't think you'll be needing to buy a room for me much. I'll be outside practicing all night."

*She couldn't ignore the fact she had fire magic, it was now the most important thing for her to work on. Someone was bound to get hurt if left uncheck. For that reason she decided that she'd practice at night, probably alone.*

"I hope you sleep well for the two of us."

*She slid out of the booth and walked her way over to the tavern door. She remembered a body of water outside of the city wall. Where else would she practice throwing balls of fire if not for a lake She glaced at Terrel, a hint of fright in her eyes as she walked out of the tavern.*
Lewis
"Right..."*He'd say, watching her walk out of the tavern. At first he didn't make so much of a move to follow her, looking back down at the book before turning it back to the chapter that went over fire magic. Fire magic. He'd think about to himself before resting his head on his hand. That's what he would have chosen. 

With some time passing, the Elf would eventually stand up and bring the book to rest under his arm, soon heading out of the Tavern in following the Vampire. He supposed at this point if she ended up burning part of the city down, she'll need some person to drag her away from the repercussions of it. That or an audience to find amusement in it. Either worked really. He'd have no right to laugh knowing his own history with magic, but still he found it hard to help himself at times.

As the Elf would make his way out the door to the cool air outside, he'd glance out in the direction she was heading in, soon following after her as a stark shadow against the night in allowing her to keep the distance she had already made in her head start.*
Charlie
*She slipped out of the city entirely and walked down stone path for quite some time. She was too focused what she would need to do to realize Terrel was following her. Occasionally she bent forward to collect sticks. Starting a campfire would be the most simple starting point.*

*With a bunch of sticks in her arms she finally walked down to the lake. Shortly after she began stacking the sticks with some rocks circling. She doubted the rocks would help much if she lost control. Then she kneeled beside the sticks and held her hand out, hoping to conjure flames from her hand.*

*She allowed her mind to drift from memory to memory, focusing on only the good things. Meeting Floof, Sorrel, Shuvah in the library. Her mind drifted to the laugh and smile Terrel had when talking to his animals and Okami when riding his horse. She opened her eyes to see an unlit campfire.*
Lewis
*Terrel would follow her out of the city, watching her occasionally picking up sticks on her way out into the forests where no one else could witness her use of fire. As the nature would begin to take up the area, replacing the more concrete city, the Elf would keep himself more cautious as he followed her. Things were more flammable out here, something he'd rather not get caught up in with his carelessness.

With her finally stopping to begin setting up a campfire, he'd find himself taking a seat some distance away from her. Setting the book down on his lap, he'd turn back to the original chapter they had been looking on. Fire Magic. He'd glance up seeing her holding her hands out to the makeshift campfire without anything seemingly happened.

If not for his own experience, he'd suspect that she was wrong about having fire magic. Though he was sure something must have happened to warrant the thought. It was merely a matter of waiting at this point for when it came to magic, anything beyond knowing it's there was just up to the spellcasters to figure out at times.*
Charlie
*She was half expecting something to happen, that's why she created a fire near the water's edge. If anything were to happen it wouldn't be hard to fix. She sat there for hours, replaying the same happy thoughta with no success at all. It was beginning to frustrate her, with the frustration came less positive thoughts.*

*As her mind dipped into the repressed feelings that she carried with. The death of her family, was the first to come up. How much she missed her family and friends. She embraced those feelings of sorrow as she tried to conjure flame. Still the campire remained unlit. 
She thought about Okami, the stupid grin on his face when he said she created more harm than good as a healer. The thought made her blood boil, made her frustrated at being laughed at. She didn't feel the heat on her hands, didn't hear the cackling of wood.*

*Something was off about the flame, it was not natural in the way it grew. The small pile of sticks wouldn't produce a flame rhe size of a person. But she was too absorbed in her feelings to notice the flame licking at her face. Next came the thought of Terrel who called her a horrible healer, it only served to add fuel to the flame before her. It wasn't long before the flame was whipping from side to side, spraying embers in a directions other than where she sat.*
Lewis
*He would sit in silence for a while, toying around with the thin blades of grass in his boredom of waiting for something happen. Maybe nothing would happen. After all she planned to be out here all night and there was no telling how long it would take to figure out her own powers.

Then would come the sound of crackling, the lighting of a flame as Terrel would quickly look back up to see the campfire kindled with the light of the fire. He would have figured that she would have stopped at that, being able to at least get some use out of her magic, but no, the fire seemed to continue to grow with hardly much reaction from the Vampiress of it.

Surely, she did notice it or worst case she couldn't hurt herself with her own magic, could she? He wasn't actually too sure himself. Higher and higher the flames grew unnaturally, spraying small sparks of light everywhere around her yet still avoiding the Vampiress. He supposed it was smart of her to keep near the water, though even then it didn't seem she was controlling it so much as letting the fire run wild.*
Charlie
*She thought about all the doctors that refused to take her in just because she had fangs. Calling her dangerous just from her appeareance alone. If dangerous was all people feared, why not give them a reason to fear? Was a freak after all, that's all anyone saw.*

*The first flame that scorached her hand was what brought her back. Her eyes opening and her head immediately tilting back to witness the flame. She was rushing onto her feet as she scrambled towards the water, dodging the magically enthralled flames that whipped in front of her. She let herself fall to deep into her thoughts, created a hole for the magic to come out. Regardless of what she wanted, the flame began claiming her Mana.*

*Her panicked movements slowed until she stopped all together. It looked as if she saw something in the flames, something that caught and held her attention. She didn't seem to care about the mini-fireballs that began burning the grass in the immediate surroundings. Even the vampire was took multiple hits without flinching.*
Lewis
*Terrel would watch her suddenly come to, quickly scrambling away from her own fire in a panic before coming to a stop. Something was wrong, that was definite, especially in her seemingly being fine with all the fire falling around her. Did she already become consumed in the fire magic to where it hardly caused her to flinch or was she merely paralyzed in it?

One part of Terrel thought about heading down there, the other part decided against possibly turning into bacon upon stepping within the radius.*"Manon."*He'd say as if to get her attention, his tone keeping calm in knowing what she was capable of while in a panic.

He wasn't sure what kind of a world she was in right now to be taking hits from the fire without so much as reacting, but surely in being a vampire it had to hurt a little bit. If not though, he'd rather not throw himself into the flames for it, instead simply standing up to make himself more noticeable in comparison to his originally resting place while he'd hold the book in one arm.*
Charlie
*All mages had a reserve of Mana, a resource that should never be touched. It was the only thing keeping a mage from passing out when reaching the bottom. It was that feeling that kept Manon in place. Her natural well of mana was consumed entirely. It felt like an entity was grabbing her by the throat. The flames were not satsified with her so far and continued to draw forth her energy.*

*She didn't hear Terrel call out to her, couldn't see him either. It didn't matter in the end as the flames abruptly reduced to a normal sized fire. Simultaneously her knees buckled from underneath her. The last few seconds of consciousness she saw was the ground rapidly approaching her face. She wanted to catch her fall but she felt so slow compared to the rate she fell. She hardly felt the ground as she hit it, and then she saw nothing at all.*
Lewis
*Terrel would stay where he was for a moment, soon watching as the fire would die down followed by the Vampiress collapsing over. Magic was really that draining wasn't it? He'd wait for a while, half expecting Manon to get back up and, in not seeing anything, he'd gradually make his way down to her.

With any luck, she didn't get a concussion from the fall because the Elf doubted he could do anything about it. Nearing her, he would place the book down, crouching down to her level before before he would gently nudge her shoulder.*"Manon."*He'd say again, shaking her a bit harder in knowing it took a lot more to awaken the Vampiress when she was sleeping alone.*
Charlie
*Her arms and hands hand burns trailing up to her shoulders. Faint traces of burns could be seen on her neck and cheeks as well. She had been roasting from being that close to the raging fire. Now she had plenty of blisters to show for it.*

*She didn't reply to shaking, her fire magic took her energy and then took more. Unlike all the other wounds, these burns didn't seem to heal over time. If they did, it was much slower without a hand from her Faith magic. If it wasn't for her shallow breathing she could've been mistaken for dead.*
Lewis
*A frown would etch its way cross his face as his gaze traveled down along the burns covering her skin. He'd roll her over, listening in silence to make sure she was still breathing before eventually drawing his hand away. She had really done a number on herself with the fire magic and to think not long ago he had watched a pyromancer wield it with such ease. Everyone was different he supposed and fire was probably harder for someone who knew little about it.*"I think that's enough for one night..."*He'd say quietly, a feeling of doubt coursing through him over her being able to hear him. He'd move his arms underneath her, carefully picking her up so as to not irritate the burns anymore than they probably were already. 

The Elf would allow her head to rest on his shoulder in him Princess carrying her, soon reaching down with his other hand to grab the book and bring it up to rest on her stomach for the sake of making it easier for him to carry both. He'd take a glance back at the damage dealt to the area, most of which found itself saved by the water nearby.*"Maybe you need a teacher..."*He'd say, soon turning away from it as he would begin making progress back to the tavern. His muscles ached and, with each step, he was reminded of how much he already had to walk found back and forth from the main city. Sleeping in never sounded much nicer.*
Charlie
*She hung loosely within his grasp, her head tilted back over his arms. Even across her neck had burn blisters across the surface. Her arm swung with every step, aside for the occasional muscle spasms she gave. If she wasn't unconscious she'd be screaming in agony from these burns. It was safe to say they did not come from the flame itself as her clothing remained mostly intact. She had infact been burning from the inside due to the fire.*

*It wasn't until they nearly reached city gates before she awoken. A quick gasp of air before a hand slapped across her mouth. A loud muffled scream met the palm of her hand. Every single spot her body touched was soaring with pain. Often doctors ask on a scale between 1 and 10, this was a 10. Multiple 10's.*

*She tried her best to heal but she had no energy left. She couldn't even think without her mind being overwhelmed with pain.*
Lewis
*Terrel would begin to slow at her awakening, glancing down at her with her muffled scream catching his attention in the silence the night brought.*"I know..."*He'd say, picking his pace up to continue his progression to the Tavern.*"I know..."*Whether or not the Elf knew just exactly how much pain she was in, was debatable, but he'd rather not have to carry a screaming vampire all the way back to the tavern. Barely any light remained of the city with most having gone to sleep by now and, with each step he got closer to the Tavern he could only get himself to imagine the relief of rest if only he was so fortunate to allow himself any.

He'd near the door of the tavern, having to use his foot to pull back on it and open it just enough to allow him inside with his hands already full. By now, the main room was practically empty, even the bartender seemingly absent from their post. The Elf wouldn't linger however, turning to head towards the stairs. Going up the stairs was another story.*"Are you unable to heal yourself?"*He'd try to question her, glancing down at the Vampiress. He already knew she had drained herself from all the magic use, but even then he wasn't sure if that was what was preventing her from healing or the pain she must be going through.*
Charlie
*By the time they reached the tavern she had screamed so much that her vocal cord were strained. But even that didn't stop her from trying. She was wishing for the end to claim her. It was simply too much to bare.*

*His question didn't reach her, she couldn't process any more information other than the burns she sustained. Even her shirt and long skirt antagonized the burns across her body. Even though they were in the tavern, she felt like she was being burnt alive.*

*The moment they reached the room, she extended her hand towards the vials of artificial blood. She didn't care if they were potentially bad or not. Either it'd kill her or save her. Both outcomes were accepted by the Vampire by this point.*