<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/4d2d1e8c4eac65fc29dedecec733004c.jpg)<br/>Quarion Silverbough</div>"Oh, you know this spell already?" he asked, his voice bright with interest. "Well, maybe you can handle it for tomorrow's camp, if you can just cast it from your spellbook. Then I could reclaim the magic I invested into this apparatus and use it for something else." He practically glowed at Allia's praise for his novel approach to the spell. "Yes, I was just talking to the others," he continued, waving a hand in the direction of his tiefling friend, whom he indicated was welcome to join the conversation, "about the different ways to make magic happen. The way I see it, magic is a force that exists out there, but we mortals can't simply tap into it directly. You do it with your books, I do it through my cooking and my brewing and a bit of mechanical know-how. But magic is magic."<br/><br/>He set the unidentified wineskin down in front of him by the campfire, and rummaged in his backpack for a small, cloth-wrapped bundle, which turned out to contain a batch of cookies, baked in a traditional elven style, light and flaky. They had obviously been in his pack for a while, although, curiously, the aroma of freshly baked cookies seemed to follow Quarion wherever he went.<br/><br/>"If you want to take a look at this last wine, please, be my guest! I'd love to hear your perspective on it." He shuffled aside to give Allia room to work, then took one of the cookies, applied a light glaze of wine to it with a pastry brush, and sprinkled some almond shavings over it, before passing it to Allia. "Here you go!" he said brightly. "Something to nibble on while you think. I find it can often help me concentrate."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Quarion casts <em>guidance</em> on Allia, in cookie form. :)<br/></div></div>