“It sounds to me that you are still learning about your abilities. Reminds me of how the current mother of magic Mystra came to be, she was so dedicated to learning about magic that she left everything behind and took her studying very seriously, but it doesn’t sound like it’s something you can pass down to an apprentice to learn...albeit inherited perhaps?” Lucrecia thought for a moment and blushed across her naturally tan skin almost cowering her face behind her hands after realizing what she was just suggesting.<br/><br/>“Now you done it.” Quinn teased the woman, she was easily swayed by her own emotions, and it was amusing how effortlessly it was to read the sorcerer. “You should test your theory now that you are available.”<br/><br/>The trio walked down a path along the sword coast leaving the edge of a forest and into a grassplain Quinn hissed at the direct sun light. While she wore dark clothes and a mask she was still sensitive to the sun much to her discomfort.<br/><br/>Lucrecia staggered behind as well and started crying as she was reminded that her lover was dead and without a single part of his body to revive him with. Even casting Wish would risk too much and there is also the matter of not knowing his will as it is not everyone’s desires to be true resurrected. After a few minutes of silently walking in whatever direction Ramon was taking them the sorcerer began to talk again.<br/><br/>“If I die, it is my will not to be resurrected, death is already too painful to bear.” Lucrecia sniffed.<br/><br/>“I, want to be resurrected, let that be clear. My spider broach is worth 25,000 gold to cover the cost.” Quinn said nonchalantly.