[b][color=0072bc][h1] Lucas Gutenberg [/h1][/color][/b]
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Lucas gracefully landed with the help of his magically constructed wings, the sheer coldness of Iceberg now assaulting him in full force now that he is outside the blimp. Fortunately his branch of magic thrives in sheer versatility and while the weather is hostile, nobody else is.

[color=ed1c24][b][Glyph Magic: Grand Campfire] [/b][/color]

Warmth would cover the area around Lucas and the gentle rays of magical fire to Ceri, Ayuna and Gwen which garnered his attention. That face of hers it felt familiar.

[i]It was a very hot day back then, it was him, his teacher and that poor siren.

She cannot speak a single word and she have no choice but to bottle it up.

Sometimes she will enter his room and wake him up. He already knew what she wanted and will make space for her.

If only so that he could shoo away her nightmares.

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There's no mistaking it, Gwen is having a living nightmare perhaps a vague one but it is one worthy of being kept an eye on.

"We should be the ones asking you that." he coldly spoke to her yet it also had a tone of worry, of genuine concern?

He smiled a little at Gwen's recognition of his talents as he materialized his book.

"I don't have her photographic memory nor the training necessary to become cartographer but I can cheat a little." he declared as opened and revealed a page. Drawn on it was the map of Iceberg, specifically the section where they crashed landed.

"There's a castle nearby, we might be able to find it for temporary shelter but a cave system is also available in the opposite direction.