What the hell should we call you? Tatsuya Shiba What....are you even? Human And where the heck are you from? Irregular at Magic High School How friggin' old are you anyway? 18 You a lady or a dude or what..? male So like...what are you like? Tatsuya doesn't possess the ability to feel strong emotions. He can feel emotions, but barely. And what do you like? Thanks to his only emotion he still has being his brotherly love for his sister, he doesn't really like anything else. Actually, it would be more correct to say he doesn't care about anything else. Anything else we should know about...? Since his sister isn't here, he's a LOT more powerful as usual, because she usually limits his powers.

What the hell should we call you? Sayaka Miki What....are you even? Human And where the heck are you from? Post-Puella Magi Madoka Magica anime, from the timeline somewhere after the movie. How friggin' old are you anyway? 16 You a lady or a dude or what..? Female So like...what are you like? She used to be hot-headed and reckless, but after the events of the anime and the movie, she has since became more humble and patient, while keeping her spunky and fun attitude as an energetic young girl. However, she is still haunted by her past sometimes, and isn't as cheerful as she was before. Aside from that, she can be a kind-hearted girl who stands for all things justice, albeit having a somewhat naive black-and-white view of the world. She is like the Captain America of the magical girl world if Steve Rogers was full of the insecurities and vulnerabilities of a teenage girl. She is flawed and presumptuous, courageous but idealistic. She's the most human and fallible of the cast from the anime. She also had to work hard to keep up with the others, as she is easily the weakest member of the cast, in terms of magical prowess. And what do you like? Unlike most teenage girls, she prefers sports to cute and cuddly things. She does enjoy the occasional tea-drinking, cake-dining, or putting on light cosmetics, but with her boundless energy, she prefers to have fun in more outdoorsy activities. Also, she once enjoyed music a lot due to a childhood crush she had. After having a heartbreak involving the boy she loved, however, she still enjoys the music, but now retains a nagging feeling to put away these old interests and move on with her life. Anything else we should know about...? Has an incredibly rapid regenerative ability, despite just starting out as a magical girl. Whenever she self-heals, circular disc-shaped symbols of musical notes would float above the wounded area as the healing process takes place. She has also learned to channel her powers to heal others as well. Her weapon of choice is the numerous cutlasses that she could spawn from under her cape. She could either wield them, toss them like a dagger, or fire the bladed section of the weapon onto her enemies as a projectile. After the events that took place in the TV series, she could also now summon her witch form, "Oktavia von Seckendorff", by stabbing herself in the abdomen (akin to the act of seppuku) with her cutlass. Thus, this can be considered a form of blood magic. Oktavia is a huge armored warrior with the torso of a knight and the lower-half of a mermaid. Its tail fin is made up of rainbow colors. It has a pink ribbon tied around its neck, a heart-shaped clothing sticking out from behind its neck, and a fan-shaped crown composed of Sayaka's cutlasses stabbing onto the cranium. Much like Sayaka's human form, it also has a cape (albeit cyan in color instead of white, while being torn and ragged on the edge) while wielding a giant version of the cutlass she normally uses. Before Sayaka took control of her witch form, Oktavia had used the cutlass as a baton to conduct its concert of melancholic symphony, which represented the suicidal depression Sayaka was previously going through. Even now, that same sorrowful music could be heard whenever Oktavia is summoned into existence.

What the hell should we call you? Why, it's nice of you to ask. I'm the Joxter, and you can call me as such. What....are you even? That's a very good question, as I'm not exactly sure myself. Some kind of narcoleptic cat-man troll...thing, I suppose. And where the heck are you from? The world of Moominvalley! How friggin' old are you anyway? That's another great question, dear friend! The Joxter shrugs. You a lady or a dude or what..? The last time I checked I was a man. So like...what are you like? I suppose I've been called lazy before. If it were up to me, I'd sleep underneath the shade of the trees all day; what interest do I have in anything else? Perhaps I'm a bit mischievous and impish, a little rude, and a bit of a rebel. I despise rules and signs. Don't mind the snark and passive-aggressiveness, it's probably misjudged affection. And what do you like? Apples, sleeping, hard cider...you know, the whole lot of good, simple things in life. I've approximate knowledge of many things and a knife in my pocket that I'm not unskilled with. I could probably play you a little ditty on the guitar if you asked nicely. Lots of practical skills that a traveler might need on the road. Anything else we should know about...? I get little forebodings from time to time--a skill inherited from my mother and passed on to my children. They're a kind of cat's sixth sense, I suppose, giving me different options and the knowledge of what will come from my actions. Say, if my companions and I were drifting at sea on a sunny day, I might be able to warn them if a sudden storm were approaching beyond their vision. I guess I should tell you that I'm known to go to sleep in the worst of places and at the worst of times. If it's inconvenient, I'm not sorry. ---

What the hell should we call you? Mizn Tan-Erbo
What....are you even? Automaton: A race sentient of clockwork alien robots created by a long dead race
And where the heck are you from? Endless space
How friggin' old are you anyway? unknown
You a lady or a dude or what..? male
So like...what are you like? Calm, logical, he is quite inquisitive, and friendly
And what do you like? he likes nature, technology, space craft, and exploration
Anything else we should know about...? Mizn is a Dust infected he manipulate the dust allowing him to create barriers, enhance strength. Hostile dust swam, decoys, and he can create some weapons mostly blades. However, the same power runs his body, he can't use too much or it will kill him. Normal this wouldn't be an issue as he could absorb Dust from the environment but due to the lack of Dust in this current world he can't due get any from the environment. His robotic body makes him stronger than humans and allows him to take a greater amount of damage than an organic body.

What the hell should we call you? Agent Alfonzo Benson..........but for now, just Alfonzo. What....are you even? Just a regular human being. And where the heck are you from? Originally Annapolis, Maryland. I’ll be relocated soon due to my training. How friggin' old are you anyway? 20.....ish. You a lady or a dude or what..? I’m a male. Pretty certain you wouldn't see a woman named Alfonzo would you? So like...what are you like? Hmm. Well from my perspective, I’m very dedicated to basically anything I set my mind to. I never give up on even the most difficult situations at hand, though I haven’t really dealt with any yet.........well that’s what my trainers said. I may act a little silly or maybe somewhat careless but I’m still trying to work on that. After all, what I plan to do is some serious yet dangerous stuff.......if I get that far. And what do you like? When I’m not busy with my exercises, I love taking night drives. Just going around different parts of town, scanning the streets, looking for entertaining things to do. Other than that, just looking at the bright city lights, calmed and relaxed. Anything else we should know about...? As I mentioned before, I am in training. The facility I will be working for, hopefully, is a top secret organization. I’ll leave it at that because I can’t go much more into detail about it. Top Secret.

What the hell should we call you? - Silas Greaves What....are you even? - Human, What did you expect? And where the heck are you from? - Call of Juarez - Gunslinger How friggin' old are you anyway? - Somewhere about 40 ish You a lady or a dude or what..? - I'm a man shorty So like...what are you like? - When it comes to personality it's often impulsive and quick, quite the slow talker but very honourable And what do you like? - Poker, Drinking, Checkers and shooting Anything else we should know about - I'm very good with a shotgun, rifle and pistol and I'm impeccable when it comes to quick-draws, also such a skilled shooter time nearly slows around me

What the hell should we call you? My people call me Darkhunter. What....are you even? I think some people call my species "jaguars", although... there are some differences. And where the heck are you from? I can't tell you a specific place. It was a wonderful, lush forest, with prey aplenty and greenery for huge swaths around me. How friggin' old are you anyway? I'm somewhere around six cycles old (he is six years old... remember, he is an animal). You a lady or a dude or what..? I was born a male, and still am. So like...what are you like? I edge more to being intellectual and saving my words for when they matter. I can speak, but I will only do so when I need to say something important. And what do you like? Hunting, cuddling, observing the greenery. Anything else we should know about...? I have some magical powers. They aren't much, but, if I wish, I can read your thoughts and speak to you through them. Unless you manage to put up a resistance, of course. I also can manipulate small objects with my mind, and alter their temperatures somewhat. Also... I am horribly sensitive to light. My odd eyes are not blind, at least somewhat. I can see in the night as if it was broad daylight... shadows don't exist for me. Sunlight will render me as blind and helpless as a young kit barely out of her mother's body. The strange, fake lights here hurt my head, but they are... tolerable. --- As Darkhunter told you, he is basically a jaguar... well... mostly. Looking upon him you will instantly notice his huge size... he is about as big as a full grown male lion, not a jaguar. Then you move your eyes to his jet black pelt that is so dark it's almost like he is absorbing all light. Unlike most black jaguars, however, his markings are still visible. Now they are snowy white rosettes instead of black, leaving him in a speckled color like moonlight through the trees. His underbelly is pure white with black markings. it's as if you are seeing a yellow jaguar through a black and white TV, and the colors are inverted. He peers at you through calculating, silver eyes that gleam and almost glow. They shift about to look every which way with his black nose twitching. He can see through them, but only in dimmer lights. if it gets too bright for him, he will be blinded.

What the hell should we call you? "My name is Hakuno Kishinami" What....are you even? "I'm human now, but I was formerly an AI." And where the heck are you from? Type-Moon (Fate/Extra) How friggin' old are you anyway? "I...don't know..." You a lady or a dude or what..? "I'm a guy." So like...what are you like? I have no idea how he'd reply to this one, so I'll just describe it. The only things that motivate him to do ANYTHING are survival and his servant, whom he now is close friends with. Other than that, he has no real sense of self. And what do you like? "I like devotion, and Anmitsu." Anything else we should know about...? What the hell should we call you? "I will only answer you because I absolutely must. My name is Gilgamesh, mongrel." What....are you even? "I am a heroic spirit! Can you not tell, foolish mongrel?" And where the heck are you from? Type-Moon (Specifically Fate/Extra) How friggin' old are you anyway? "That is unimportant you stupid mongrel." You a lady or a dude or what..? "Are you blind mongrel? I am male!" So like...what are you like? "I am the greatest hero and king ever to live, and you shall treat me as such, mongrel." And what do you like? "Do you even have to ask that, mongrel, I am the greatest, most powerful king in existence, and owner of all the world's treasures! You dare ask me a foolish question like that?" Anything else we should know about...? "I am done with your foolish questions, mongrel."

What the hell should we call you? I'z be Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka, humie. De bez der eva waz! De prof- proper- prophek- humie words confuz me. WAAAGH! What....are you even? Ork, humie. Da disapas of Gork and Mork! Da bez Warboz around! And where the heck are you from? WEREZ ME FROMZ? Dunno (Warhammer 40,000) How friggin' old are you anyway? Zeven Zeeoo's old, humie. (70) You a lady or a dude or what..? (Not Applicable) So like...what are you like? I'z be da bez Skullcrusha, humie bonka around, humie! Me defeat da only humie da Iz worth me Might! Lazor eye Yarrick! I be Mighty and Poweeeeerrfulz! (Basically, unable to speak normally, as you can see. Ghazghkull is humble for an ork, and has leadership skills. Very cunning too. For an ork) And what do you like? Smashin Humie skullz! Geddin a WAAAGH on Armaggeddonz! Killin! Smashin! Uhhhh, Killin! And uhhhh..... Eatin snotlins! And uhhh..... Killin! Anything else we should know about...? (Taking over now) Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka, is basically a walking, living tank. A straight up behemoth of an ork, standing around the size of a house. The two huge cannons on his right arm (plus makeshift under slung bolter) and the big eff'ing claw on his left arm, makes him a force to be reckoned with. When Ghazghkull was just a little ork boy, he was shot in the head. Thankfully for him (And unfortunately for the galaxy), Mad Dok Grotsnik rebuilt his skull into admantium, the strongest metal in the galaxy. This event causes him to become what is called a latent psyker making him be able to psychically communicate, and god help us of he finds out, shoot lightning bolts. Being a ork also has it's pluses. He can survive shots in the head. And can also not die if you cut his head off. Only way to really kill Ghazghkull for certain is to explode the planet underneath him. He also has big stinking massive as hell space hulk that is around 6 kilometres long and is named Wurld Killa. But that doesn't really matter, does it? For Incredibly more detailed history of Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka, click here http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Ghazghkull_Mag_Uruk_Thraka ---

What the hell should we call you? “Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. Sir Hellsing for short, if you must; I've earned my knighthood, after all.” What....are you even? “Human. If I were Nosferatu, you'd have been long dead by now.” And where the heck are you from? “London, 1999 AD. Refer to Hellsing for the details.” How friggin' old are you anyway? “22 years of age. Yes, I know I might sound older. Put it from your mind.” You a lady or a dude or what...? “… Do I need to remove my clothes in order to prove what gender I am? Are you so oblivious?” So like...what are you like? “Here's the summary: loyal to Country, Queen and Church, in that order. I can generally keep myself sane and straight when needs must, but don't get me angry – I've been known to lash out against vampires without flinching. Last, I've spent most of my adult life, thus far, running this organisation of vampire hunters and I have no plan on letting up. Next?” And what do you like? “Apart from a thorough knowledge of the ways of the vampire, undead and Hell-spawn, as well as the rituals, weapons and means to counter them? I've been trained as a marksman and a fencer since I was 13. I confess, whether it'd be a duel or mere swordplay, I do get a private thrill from meeting the foe blade-to-blade. As for the former, I suggest you track down that priest of Iscariot and inquire whether he'd replaced his destroyed bayonets.” “By the way, do you have a match? My lighter's broken and I'm dying for a smoke.” Anything else we should know about...? “My preferred weapons, perhaps? Sig-Sauer P226 and Walther PPK side-arms and an officer's saber. So fair warning: if you try to get up to any mischief, I am armed. I also formerly held command over the original vampire lord, but … well, he's gone. I still hold enough influence to requisition the services of Her Majesty's Territorial Army and Special Forces, but last I knew, they were either scattered, wiped out or … converted.” “So, are we done here? Because I'm sure you have far better things to do then 'interrogate' every dramatis personae who passes through here.”

What the hell should we call you? "P.E.K.K.A." What....are you even? "P.E.K.K.A. is P.E.K.K.A". | P.E.K.K.A. doesn't even know what it is other than a P.E.K.K.A. No one even knows what the acronym means. And where the heck are you from? "From ... ???" | Clash of Clans How friggin' old are you anyway? "???" | Unknown. Although, it's training time is 45 minutes, so that's the youngest it could possibly be. You a lady or a dude or what..? "..." | One of the many mysteries of the universe (Although it's been called a "she", no one in this RP will be able to tell, so it'll just stay as an "it") So like...what are you like? "P.E.K.K.A is ... like P.E.K.K.A." | P.E.K.K.A. is rather simple. For the most part it enjoys destroying things, and will engage and eliminate any threats nearby. However, it can be easily distracted, and will sometimes chase after random objects that catch their fancy. P.E.K.K.A. will only focus on one thing at a time for the most part, and gets confused when too many things are being directed to it. Overall, P.E.K.K.A. has a very simple and childlike personality. And what do you like? "Butterfly! Destroy!" | P.E.K.K.A. enjoys the simple things in life. Such as destroying things, or chasing after butterflies. That's about it. Anything else we should know about...? "P.E.K.K.A. is strong!" | P.E.K.K.A. is very strong indeed, and uses it's sword to cut through any defenses it encounters. Also, it's capable of bouncing most attacks of it's metal armor. However, it seem to have a particular weakness against electricity based attacks. For size, it would make sense that the P.E.K.K.A. is about 7-8 feet tall.

What the hell should we call you? Lina! Lina Inverse! What....are you even? How dare you ask that?! If you don't think I'm an elegant lady by now you I'llSHOW you how elegant I am! And where the heck are you from?I was born in a small village in the Kingdom of Zephilia. (Slayers) How friggin' old are you anyway? H-hey! Just because I haven't hit my growth spurt yet doesn't mean you can assume I'm a child! I'm 18! 18! You a lady or a dude or what..? What did I say earlier?! I'm an elegant lady! Mix it up again and the gods won't be able to save you! So like...what are you like? I live to help and save everybody who needs help! Sure I might want a little bit of money from it . . . B-but, a girl has to live! How else am I supposed to eat and keep my energy up! I just can't survive without my my full course meals! It takes a lot of energy to be this strong! Would you believe that a village refused to pay me after I saved their village? . . . Sure, the village got a tiny bit destroyed, but what were they expecting! It was a dragon! Just because I destroy a village now and again doesn't mean I don't deserve any pay! Stealing from bandits only pays so much! So what if I'm a tough at negotiating! My parents are merchants, of course I am merciless! Its DNA! Don't look at me like that! I'll wipe that look right off of your face! And what do you like? Hmmm, I am a fan of a nice expensive dinner. Eight full course meals at the most expensive restaurants really are the best. I'm a girl with fine taste, but can you really blame me? Isn't it every lady's dream to be wined and dined? I also enjoy crushing filthy bandits who think they're so tough! They don't expect anything from me, this cute exterior gets both the boys and the bandits, then bam! I hit them with a dragon slave, and they're all wiped out! . . . Oh, and I guess I also like the riches of the world, but really, what girl doesn't? Anything else we should know about...? Maybe that I'm the strongest sorcerer in the world? I've saved the planet on multiple occasions! I'm more skilled with magic than any sorcerer who has ever lived! Ah! D-did somebody mention my b-big s-sister?! Please don't kill me! I take it back! I take it back! I'm the second strongest! Just please don't kill me! Ahem, now that we've got that cleared up. I would just like to talk about my public image and how false it is. I am not the savage "Bandit-Killer" everybody makes me out to me! I'm just an elegant lady who needs money to live! Who cares if it is overkill?! They're just bandits! I've also heard a rumor going around that my sorcerer's guild name is Lina the Pink! If you hear anyone saying that tell them they're wrong! Y-yeah! T-that is a t-total lie!

What the hell should we call you? "Gorrendil formerly of the Craftworld Ulthwe. I am now on the Path of the Outcast" What....are you even? "I am Eldar. A nomadic race, that have stood for 40 million years. The rest of my brothers and sisters have grown arrogant. Foolish in their wealth. The Path of the. Outcast saved me from their.... foolishness. And where the heck are you? "The Galaxy of Milky Way. (Warhammer 40,000 but I swear this guy is normal) How friggin' old are you anyway? "958 years. I am approaching the end of my life" You a lady or a dude or what..? "I am a male of my species, yes. You are no doubt rude but amusing. Not expected from the other races" So like...what are you like? "An Outcast" (Taking over) Gorendil is unlike other eldar. He has not grown arrogant. He is appreciative of the other races, not tolerant. He has travelled over the years, seeing the sights. He is wise, for he is not as prideful as the rest of his race. He approaches with caution. He is amused by many things and is more carefree than the rest. Though he remembers The Fall, he put's that into the past. He is still Eldar. And what do you like? "I like many things, Mon'keigh. Women, of any kind. Human women especially. Of course excluding warp spawn. Food. The freedom of an Outcast. Imitating a Commissar. Leading a legion of Orks. And riding around the galaxy with an Inquisitor, a brainwashed Ork, a Tau stuck in a Battlesuit, my Gue'vesa girlfriend, an Adeptus Sororitas, and a sentient Necron." Anything else we should know about...? "I think I have told you enough for today, don't you think? The fact that I admitted to be having a Human girlfriend and being friends with a Necron is enough, no? I have lived throughout the ages. I want something new. Something exciting. An adventure worthwhile." ---

What the hell should we call you? I am Commissar Ciaphas Cain, HERO OF THE IMPERIUM What....are you even? Human, of course. And where the heck are you from? From the Emperor's Glorious Imperium (Warhammer 40k) How friggin' old are you anyway? I don't think the Schola ever kept a correct record of my age. In all honesty, between decades of fighting the enemies of man I'm probably somewhere about a century old. You a lady or a dude or what..? I think you can easily tell I am male, thank you very much. So like...what are you like? Despite what many think of me, I prefer the least dangerous ways of doing things, thank you very much. Anything that benifits my survival and has the highest rate of guaranteeing it, I'll take it. Some think I just don't give myself enough credit; well, I suppose that's up to interpretation. And what do you like? A nice, safe position far from the real fighting - pity it is so rare when you are in the service of the God Emperor of Mankind. I also enjoy a nice bowl of Tanna tea. Anything else we should know about...? I am a Commissar, charged with the duty of upholding discipline and standards within the God Emperor's glorious Imperial Guard. As such, I am a skilled orator and able to whip up people into fervor, but I am also not above shooting cowards and deserters on sight. I also have both the best and worst luck I have ever witnessed and I am rather capable with a chainsword, if I may say so myself.

What the hell should we call you? "Just call me Wizard" What....are you even? "I'm a fireball-throwing, town-saving wizard." And where the heck are you from? "Clash of Clans ... where I am the star of the show!" How friggin' old are you anyway? "Is age really that important?" You a lady or a dude or what..? "Does my glorious goatee not indicate my gender?" So like...what are you like? "Now some may call me arrogant, egotistical, or even downright vain. But why would I not be? I'm the wizard! I throw fireballs, blow up buildings, all while keeping up my spectacular appearance! I'm the favorite character players choose from to raid others! I'm a wizard! Sure I may brag a bit, but I'm always there in a pinch! If you need to have something blown up, or incinerated, you can count on me! Unless of course I'm busy combing my hair or neatening my goatee." And what do you like? "Oh I love a lot of things. Fireballs, magic ... myself. I love my hair, and my goatee, as well as my spotless cloak." Anything else we should know about...? "Besides my glorious hair, which uses magic to be hidden under my cloak, my main powers focus on fire and balls. Especially fireballs, which I can shoot out at an extremely rapid pace, and do splash damage. Although I will admit I can't take too many hits before going down. Anyways, I also have this cool trick where I can summon a rabbit ... only to throw it as it's just another large fireball."

What the hell should we call you? Hm, such an eagerness to learn the identity of strangers, you may call me Alhazred, of Yemen. What....are you even? Interesting how you pose such a question. The form you see before you is but a mere human, but we are all simply a part of something greater than these mere forms of flesh and bone... whether we wish to have anything to do with these higher vistas of consciousness and understanding, are rarely a choice we are allowed to make for ourselves. And where the heck are you from? I am a native of Yemen, but am a son of the Empty Space, and a scholar of Damascus. How friggin' old are you anyway? I am in my thirty-seventh year of life. You a lady or a dude or what..? If only you knew how humorous such a question is to me. Regardless, I am a man. So like...what are you like? Doubtless of what I might think of myself, you and all others will have your own ideas of what and how I am. I am the unwilling servant, the exiled poet, the paranoid necromancer, a ghoulish beast of a man willing to stoop to the greatest of human taboos to survive. I have loved women and djinn alike, forging bargains and partnerships with creatures from the void between the stars, and just as easily breaking them for my own benefit. Thieves, mercenaries, jews, princes, and kings have been friend and foe to me alike, all falling to their own hubris and the machinations of that which has marked me as its servant. And what do you like? When I was younger, I found myself enthralled by poetry, mathematics, and the thighs of an eager woman. But, as I leave my prime, have paid rather horrible prices for my youthful arrogance, and have experienced more than I ever dreamed I thought possible within the Empty Space, my interests have turned to more... scholarly pursuits. Language has always been a passion of mine, and ever since I was a boy I've had an affinity for it, even those which I do not know.

What the hell should we call you? Everyone just calls us The Scythian What....are you even? We are human, a member of a long line of Scythian warriors sent to destroy the evils that dwell deep within the ancient mountain of Mingi Taw. And where the heck are you from? We are from the war torn land of Scythia, a land of great warriors (Superbrothers: Sword and Sworcery EP) How friggin' old are you anyway? We are young, in the final years of our adolescence but before the first days of adulthood. You a lady or a dude or what..? We are a woman. We understand that this may be difficult for outsiders to understand. We have seen that women are not usually in the roles of warrior outside of our homeland. So like...what are you like? We are tasked with the woeful errand. No doubt this ancient chore will end in our martyrdom, but that is a thought for another time. We will focus on the task, not it's end. If the hand of the all knowing god will lead us too our death, than that is okay. Until then, we will enjoy life, and take in the beauty of those places we visit. And what do you like? In this world, we have come to find a few pleasures. Sleep is one, allowing us to journey across the world of dreams and channel our badass Scythian ancestors who attempted to complete the woeful errand before us. The best sleep, we have found, is front of a fire. In addition to that, we greatly enjoy singing. All music is great, but when we make it ourself, we have found it to have magical properties. There are, nonetheless, things we despise. We cannot hold back our hatred of loathsome rainbows and worthless sheep. Anything else we should know about...? In our travels, we acquired a skill known as sworcery. We have not had much time to practice it, but it is triggered by our singing, and it has effects anywhere from moving stone to causing the heads of lagomorphs to explode. (It's telekenisis brought on by singing and meditative focus). We are also in possession of a great artifact called the Megatome. This gigantic book is filled with many secrets of sworcery spells, and also allows us to see the thoughts of those around us. Otherwise, it just serves as a giant, heavy book.