Kyra scowled at Ariane's affirmation of her own suspicions - Teron's inability to reason. "It speaks volumes to me that he converses with me peacefully. He has threatened, certainly, but that he has the presence of mind to stay his hand against a foe of whose ability he is not certain. It speaks of some capacity to reason. Something other than uncontrollable fury. And then there is the matter of this supposed second personality..."
Slender left index finger tapped against pursed, pink lips, a displeased frown tugging at the corners of her mouth. "I am aware of the Governor's plans, crafted by the artificer Elspeth, and I am uncertain of their chances. It is not an area of expertise - my knowledge of psionics is much akin to my knowledge of... this subject of which we speak." Again, sick of using the 'n word.' "Elspeth assures me she has confidence in it. I am not so certain - my expertise lies in combat, healing, and diplomacy." War and peace. Somewhat ironic.
"The fiend is similar to a horrifying beast from my homelands called the lazar - the raised corpses of my people. Powerful, insane magic-users all. They would not be harmed by simple steel, either. It is to combat them that I learned those accursed runes - and why I feel I have a chance at doing some harm to the Ashfiend. I have been preparing equipment with runes which will enable them to protect from and cause harm to the Ashfiend's minions - the beast itself is particularly more powerful, and thus far more difficult to wound, as you have noted."
The curl of a small, bitter smile - but the sorceress seemed a bit more relaxed, feeling some common ground with this woman who neither understood nor trusted her craft, yet REQUESTED it. "If it were not so, I would not be needed. Oh, that it were so! But, a tear?" She fell silent, lips forming a small circle, then rolling to the right as she contemplated. "Intriguing... what 'accident' led to the shedding of a tear? I have never seen such a thing from a lazar. And you say it -hurt- him?" This had caught the magister's attention, straightened her back, squared her shoulders.
She nodded at the foreign word, apparently UNDERSTANDING it - for what that might have interested Ariane. "You have piqued my curiosity, Ariane. Were that there were some way to test this theory, but it is worthy of consideration. I do not mean to sound rude, but I hope you can understand what it means that I am even -contemplating- this," she said this solemnly, leaning forward a little. "I will need to consider it. However, there is a catch... I would need her remains. It would be exceedingly difficult for me to accomplish this without a focus - and though an object of great personal value to Elysia would work, I am uncertain such an object exists."
She leaned back within her seat, crossing one slender leg over the other, clasping hands against her thigh. "I do not like your idea, but I cannot deny its potential. And I will not lie and claim I could not accomplish it. I would know anything you do about the Ashfiend and his fallen love, and we will need to find some way to provide me the reagent I would need... and it would be nice if Elspeth succeeded and made this whole discussion moot. Would you care for some wine, Ariane? I think I should like a glass." She was waving for the waitress, then.