trans_9 | Spellcraft? Or Knowledge (arcana)? Who knows? [Open]

"I thank you for the compliment," he said with a bow, pleased to have had it from someone whose magical opinion he value. "I -- no, never mind, you already know it's an illusion. Foolish question." He chuckled, shaking his head at his own folly.

"Well, then. The curious thing is, I could probably replicate the spell in a fraction of the time by simply commanding the sensorium to unleash the shaped effect. I think I will make that attempt first, on the assumption that it is more likely to have a flaw or error in it than a perfectly duplicated spell."

So saying, he dismissed the illusion with a wave of his hand, then promptly resummoned it just as he had described.

Celena gave a warm smile as she looked to him, dipping her head in turn, "Most welcome," she replied easily and warmly, tilting her head everso slightly as he went on before chuckling lightly herself.

Pondering a moment as he spoke, "Indeed, as long as one knows the intended effect it should be possible to summon it up with perhaps less time than the original," she commented as she watched on with interest as the illusion was dismissed and then resummoned as part of the sensoriums.

Approaching it once more she looked over it in some detail, looking for any sign of errors and differences compared to the actually cast spell.

"Well," Aibghalien said, after several moments of careful scrutiny from both in and above the illusion. "I don't see any difference. I wonder. Is it actually generating an illusion over its own illusion? Or has it simply replaced its initial conjuration with this, with a magical aura overlying it?"

He considered that, frowning. "I cannot devise a test that would distinguish the distance, however. Well then. If illusions are unenlightening, perhaps transmu--"

He paused mid-word, looking at his companion, then suddenly turned red enough that he had to turn away busy himself with dispelling the illusion, taking much longer than it really seemed it ought to.

"Likewise, in both the illusion and the aura of it I can distinguish no difference," She replied in turn after a moment, dipping her head before looking over to him thoughtfully, she too considering how the Sensorium worked.

Celena looked to him as he spoke, nodding softly before blinking suddenly at his abrupt cut off in sentence, "Transmutation?" she completed to herself almost out of habit tilting her head lightly, catching a brief glimpse of his reddening face as he turned to dispel illusion.

Watching him with curiosity for a moment, wondering just what he'd been thinking as to the matter of transmutation that had caused him to cut off so abruptly. Though she gave him a bit of space while he took his time dispelling the illusion.

"Are you capable of polymorphing yourself?" he finally managed to ask as he turned back to her. "That is to say, assuming a dramatically different physical form? Because it strikes me as an effect that would be dramatically different if performed by the sensorium. I had planned to test it, but it would be easier if I had another person to both observe a transformation of, and observe my own transformation."

"Many of my kind can indeed do so, merely another use of our energies, however it is not a skill I have yet mastered," She would reply after a moment, "In time perhaps though, and through experimentation I would not imagine it to be impossible to pick up,"

"Such a dramatic change though could indeed prove to be that could put pressure on the sensorium's,"

"Well, then," the wizard said. "Would you consent to allow me to cast such a spell on you?"

Celena thought a moment before nodding, "I would, you may cast such a spell on me," She replied easily, quite curious as to such a spell, indeed perhaps it could give her a greater understanding as to the workings of such things.

"Well, in ordinary cases the determination of the final form would be set by the caster," he said. "However, if you were to conjure the form you'd wish to take as a sensorium image, I would make the effort to duplicate it. There are almost no limitations," he added with a grin, "but I suggest an animal form, preferably with eyes, and ideally sentient. It should have no effect on your magical abilities, but you will assume the physical characteristics of the form in question entirely, and I rather suspect becoming a rock would not be pleasant."

Celena pondered a moment, an animal form, and sentient? So many choices among the vast array of creatures she had come across in the past. Thinking on one of the many large cats she had come across on the surface of her world she nodded to herself and summoned for the image of a leopard before her, "Perhaps this for the first test of such a spell, somewhat more pleasant than a rock I would imagine,"

"Well, barring it being within the scope of your magic, you will lose a voice, so when you are ready to turn back, tap your forepaw three times against the floor and I'll dismiss it. Otherwise it will last about twenty minutes."

So saying, he drew forth an empty cocoon from one of his pouches, spoke a few words, and gently (if a little shyly) touched her with an extended hand to complete the casting of Polymorph (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/polymorph.htm).

"I shall keep that in mind, though I do have another manner of communication," She replied easily with a dip of her head to indicate she was ready.

She watched on with great interest as he cast the spell, before she felt the change sweep over her as he completed it, taking particular note of the feel of the magic that changed her, shrunk her down a good deal down to the form of a leopard. Peering over herself as she took a moment to get used to the form, padding slowly around a bit before returning to stand before him, reaching out with telepathy as her voice spoke into his mind "Very interesting indeed,"

Ah ha. Naturally! He shouldn't have been surprised at all that this was within her powers.

"It's a surprisingly versatile spell," he said. "Any number of forms are possible. The duration isn't long, but I know a more advance one that could put you in an alternate form for any amount of time, for example."

Celena peered over her form once more, stretching out as she got a feel for the range of movements capable by the form, even jumping up onto one of the simulated and unused tables about the lab.

"Very much so, the ability to easily alter one's size shape and form is a useful thing indeed," She replied after a moment after looking over her form with that hint of a glow to her feline eyes before she cast her gaze back over to Aibghalien, "Oh indeed?" tilting her head with interest as to his other spell.

"Yes. It is actually capable of transforming any object into virtually anything else. That spell I could use to transform a rock into a dragon -- or vice versa. If I had used it to transform you into that form you are in now, it would have last weeks, or until it was dispelled."

He stepped to a more clear area of the lab. "Now then, I suppose I ought to transform myself, so you can watch the process. Will you forgive me if I show off, just a bit?"

"Certainly a greatly versatile if not powerful spell to be able to form a dragon out of a rock," She dipped her head at that in a nod, a spell that could do that, indeed that would be quite the useful spell indeed.

Celena gave something akin to a chuckle, or the best she could in her feline form, "Of course, feel free to," She replied with a hint of amusement in her tone as her eyes once more took on that soft glow as she watched him, a dip of her head as a signal that she was ready when he was.

He spoke the words to the spell once more, this time merely indicating himself -- and a moment later, rather than an elf, before her stood a dragon. He had, after all, used her for a template, and so he was of comparable size and comparably marked as well, though no inherent magic shone within him.

He craned his neck, looking over himself curiously. "Well, this is different, isn't it? This is probably where you tell me I've made some grievous mistake in sexual dimorphism, though."

Celena watched on with quite the bit of interest as he worked the spell once more this time on himself, watching every bit of the magic as she could as he changed. Showing off indeed, a dragon, one not unlike herself. Jumping down from the table she walked around him, observing his form. He was not unlike her in body and shape, though the markings that covered his form were purely decorative unlike her own. "Not bad," she commented playfully, a hint of a grin in her tone.

At his comment she couldn't help but smirk in her mind even if her feline features couldn't replicate it, seeming to look thoughtful as she walked around him once more, "Different indeed, and fortunately not, you're male still," She replied after with a chuckle.

"Well, that much I was sure of," he said, pleased that she approved. "No horns I shouldn't have that I do, or vice versa?"

He watched her circle round till he got a little dizzy from a neck that turned far further than seemed proper. Blinking, he shook his head as he brought it back to center. "This would take some getting used to. Maybe sometime I should really show off for you."

Celena couldn't help but chuckle mentally at that, shaking her head as she padded around him, "No, no, nothing particular, such things vary greatly amidst my kind, and not necessarily bound to either side of such things,"

Soon she had padded once more around him to sit back in front of him, peering up at his now somewhat larger form, the leopards tail flicking lightly about behind her, "No doubt, it is quite a different form to you're usual form after all," She replied with some amusement before tilting her head, "Oh indeed? I would not be opposed to such a thing,"

"Yes, though you're safe today from my exhibitions, I don't have the spell I'd need memorized."

He carefully lowered himself to the ground, a distant look in his eyes as he considered the various physical and mechanical differences this presented. "This is a terribly nice form, I must admit. I'm glad I met you. I never dared to assume a form like this before, since I had no accurate references to base it on. Not that that's the only reason I'm glad, of course."

Then he chuckled, which was a much different sound in timbre and yet still sounded more like him than might have been expected. "Well, shall we wait out the time, or back to business immediately?"

Celena cocked her head at that and chuckled mentally, memorizing spells, interesting, "Another time then," she replied telepathically with some amusement.

She watched him as he set himself down, setting back on her haunches as her currently feline tail flicked about behind her, dipping her head, "I am glad you find it that way, if you would wish explore that form more often I would be happy to aid you, I could help you learn to put those wings to their intend use even," She replies with a smile clear in her words, "I am glad to have met you too Aibghalien,"

Celena thought a moment as she stretched out in her leopard form, "I do not mind overly much, which ever you would wish, I am in no rush,"

"Are dragons a long-lived race?" he inquired. "I've always been impatient when it comes to my experiments and their results, but then again I don't claim to be common for an elf. I've mentioned, I think, that the Sidhelien of my world do not ever die of old age, so as a general rule we try to take the long view."

He considered that a moment, then amended, "Though I think that has changed much, since humans have come to our lands."

"We are indeed, many races of dragon, including my own can end up living for thousands of years," she dipped her head and gives a rumbling purr, not unlike a chuckle, "Indeed? A great number of dragon's too take a long term view of things,"

"I too am not dissimilar in my own searches for knowledge, and in some cases a shorter term view is necessary when mingling among species," she nodded softly before tilting her head up at him, "In any event I shan't delay the experiments, if you wish, you may change me back,"

"Me first, I think, or we'll bonk heads or something equally undignified." With a moment of concentration he dismissed the effect, returning immediately to his elven form.

"Well," he continued, dismissing the spell upon her as well, "we really ought to be certain to make some time for fun as we proceed. That isn't a difficult spell, and it would be simplicity to use the more advanced version for a longer duration. I'd enjoy taking the time to experiment with your body."

He paused, dropped his head as he lifted a hand to cover his face, and said blandly, "The body which I used yours as a template for."

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