Salinea’s eyebrows arched on her forehead when Valandril’s fist began to emanate a faint glow. She pulled her feet up onto the edge of the oversized lounge chair and hugged her knees, as if getting comfy for an entertaining show. She had a tendency to be like that, sometimes. Comfort to her was what a windowsill of sunshine meant to an old cat. Don’t get her wrong, she could tolerate the worst of circumstances. But if there was a chance for comfort she usually found it.
Her lips parted faintly when he successfully threw his voice; the words coming to her from the unoccupied chair. Smiling, she nodded her head yet still searched the empty chair for any signs of magical residue. “You do that well!” There was praise in her voice. “It seems perfected. Hopefully the learned skill will help you pass the Trial with flying colors.”
Lifting her eyes to Valandril she shrugged her shoulders. “It would be amazing if you could create the illusion of someone sitting in that chair. However, the little bit you can do right now is just as useful.”
Valandril asked a question and Salinea frowned, her eyes darkened. “Absolutely not. For the moment I have no intentions of becoming one.” Sighing through her nose, she rubbed her lips together before continuing, “I study the magic of fire, but cannot seem to focus it very well. I fear I might not pass the Trials.”
Another voice piped up and that is when Salinea realized Kain had come near. He was talking to her, and her back straightened letting the soles of her feet slip back off the edge of the chair. She didn’t expect Kain to be so sociable, and having another Hakedian speak to her almost put her into a pause. A couple of blinks later she raised out of the chair to meet Kain’s gesture of a handshake. Her hand was a good, firm contact with Kain’s but she seemed a little slow in response until her eyes darted to and fro, from his tail to his eyes. “Uh, yes, Salinea,” she confirmed his guess. “Pleasure meeting you Kain.” Salinea nodded her head and then returned back to her chair to settle back in. “Valandril was showing me how he can throw his voice. He is pretty good at it,” she offered.