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Keeping the occasional eye on the two Eduard found his way over to a wall and leaned on it, taking a quick swig from his flask. The coppery taste filled his mouth with it's metallic tinge. It was blood.

When the woman produced a letter, handing it to her companion to brief him on some seemingly sensitive information, Eduard turned and performed an arcane gesture. He kept his body between him and them for the purposes of obscuring the spell. He knew their attention was drawn down to the letter so they were less likely to look up and spot his behavior.


With a few motions and a whisper under his breath the blood which ran down his throat started to run hot as though it were burning. It was a brief but intense moment as the blood he had drank was consumed to fuel the spell's effect. He could feel his mind start to buzz as his eyes dilated briefly. With a sharp breath he let the feeling overcome him. It passed just as quickly as it came and the spell was done.

A pastiche of colors filled his vision. He could now see the aura's of the various living entities that were currently visible. Their emotions, the types of creatures they were, the nature of the magic they possessed, all of it was now bared freely to him to an extent.


He could now see details which had hidden themselves, details in the form of interpretive color patterns. To a novice it would be difficult to discern specifics but he knew a great deal on the field of reading auras, magical and otherwise.

For example he could pick out who among the crowd were interested in this particular ancient he was keeping an eye out for. Intent belied a particular direction in which one's |Sight| leaned. Of particular note a dragonkin had some interest in them as well as the rather indiscreet crusaders set up in the middle of this camp. They weren't subtle as they talked among themselves, a couple going away to relay some information. Given how their intent was on her he could easily put two and two together. Despite their efforts they had drawn unwelcome attention.


To him it seemed the letter might be related to the nature of the scene as it possessed powerful magic. The nature of the magic used was quite typical crusader work though more powerful than the few letters he's seen. The crusaders he managed to claim one from were most reluctant to surrender it, hence why they now call the soil in some desolate world their final home.

After a swig of that water the woman's aura dimmed, leveling out to the state a regular ancient would rest at. Still, the crusaders were looking for someone and if the two didn't move soon the crusaders would find that someone.

Not that Eduard cared really. He was more just curious really.