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@PharaohAtem is Lunar gonna get rid of Soul?
@Prosaic mwhahaha soon you will all be salted!
@The One Leval would not like that very much. He is gonna need to read up on Spirit Lore it seems.
Sounds good. @The One
@The One Posted. Salt was literally the only thing Leval had would've had that could help. Even if it doesn't work at least Leval has made a new enemy in Lunar for possibly covering her in salt!
Leval Lamrue

@The One@PharaohAtem

Soul appeared to be listening, which was difficult to tell in his current form. It was possible that he was going to respond, however, a large wolf ran past him, slipped on the ice that Soul left, and kept going. A loud thud sound came from the trees distracting Leval as he stared for a brief moment. He turned back to resume his conversation with the ghostly being, and found no trace of the being.

"...Soul?"

A female humanoid, proclaiming her identity as a werewolf walked out and stopped stiffened and radiated amazement that she could talk. Leval raised an eyebrow as she began to sing and dance. Leval glanced from the missing location where Soul had been and the singing werewolf. Somewhere, in a far distant town, a light bulb turned on. Soul had placed the being under its control, even if seemingly unwillingly and that was unacceptable. Leval pulled out his smartphone and looked into the nature of spirits. This was, of course, not a particularly optimal way to find out information of magical beings, but lacking access to a library full of information and ancient tomes it would have to do. It did have the minor advantage of expediency. Leval looked through various lists of ways different cultures lore had dealt with spirits and then compared it to what he had on hand. There was only one match, but it was worth a shot.

Leval began to rummage around his bag as the werewolf/Soul's song, he could not place it, came to an end. Shela came up to him and thanked him for the show he had given her earlier with a smile on her face. Leval paused for a moment, returning the smile, too distracted to hear the lizard's insult at that moment.

"Thank you! I am glad that you enjoyed the show. You must excuse me I think I have to try and help those two at the moment.
I will be right back though."


Leval had 18 younger cousins, aunts, uncles, and his parents who lived with together on a plot of land. Given exorbitant costs of living and maintaining the area it was difficult to afford to many delicacies like sweets. For both Leval's massive sweet tooth and his younger siblings this was an awful situation. To fix it, and possibly for his own purposes, Leval had trained himself to be quite a good dessert baker. He had brought several of his supplies to school to keep practicing including several basic ingredients. At this moment, the only was that mattered was the can filled with salt that he brought out of his bag. According to his brief research, more than a few different cultures used to salt to protect, ward, and banish spirits. No guarantee of success though, so it couldn't help to try and improve his chances.

"Ash. Cinder."

Leval gently called out. From underneath the concealment of his cloak, two pairs of small wings began to flutter. Two red, butterflies whose wings seemed to be made of of gently, flickering flames came out from behind his cloak. Needing to further instruction, they flew small circles above the container of salt. Tiny particles of what appeared to flame came out of the wings and settled into the salt itself, infusing it with a small amount of the life-based healing magic.

"Thank you both."

The butterflies began to fly more freely, one swooping close to the ground by Shela's feet, it's wings not burning anything. Leval walked right over to the Soul-possessed werewolf and overturned the can of magic-infused salt. The salt began to fall out rapidly aimed straight at the werewolf's head.

@The One Imma try a thing. Dunno if it will work but why not? working on the post now.
@Prosaic@EchoicChamber you guys are both doing a fantastic job and this OOC conversation was lovely! Way to bring out the positive reinforcement!
Leval Lamrue

@The One
Exiting the area surrounded by dangerous mystical, technical, spiritual and unknown beings did quite a lot for the state of his mental well-being. He let out a large sigh relief regaining some of his composure. The spirit, Soul, followed after him and resumed the conversation Leval had started. Leval could not help but feel bad for the lost spirit. To have been gone for so long you lost all memory of your identity sounded like one of the worst fates Leval had heard of. He shivered still, as Soul circled around his head still spreading an icy chill in the air.

”I’m sorry Soul, that sounds like a difficult situation to say the least. There do seem to be quite a few different ability users here though. Maybe one of them has an ability to help you regain your lost memories? If that is what you want anyway.”

Leval noticed a girl, younger than Rose even, standing by herself and caught #the last few words her lizard had spoken. Any other day a talking lizard would have seen like quite an amazing thing. Today though, while chatting with a ghost? Not so much. Leval frowned in annoyance at the lizard. Wanting to comfort the girl but not interrupt Soul in what was probably not an easy conversation for the creature to have, Leval sent out a few strands of illusion magic out through the bottom of his staff. The invisible lines of mana snake over to her before taking shape. In front of Leval’s eyes a red carpet would roll in front of Shelas feet from a distance and not too quickly lest he frighten the anxious looking girl. At the other end from Shela was a small doorway not large enough for even Shela. The door opened and four stuffed beaver toys came out each looking almost exactly like the one she held except for one distinctive difference on each and they were movingg on their own. One had a purple bow on its head, another a different eye color, the third had a tiny backback, and the last one had a small lizard toy in it hand.

The toys began to somersault in unison, moving forward and then hopping up and raising their cute, stubby arms in the air in something akin to celebration. Then, they climbed atop each other to form a tower of four, the top one jumping off and flipping in the air, sticking the landing. The stuffed beaver toy illusion continued to do adorable feats of acrobatics. Their faces did not change, but their bodies were expressive. They seemed to be having a fun time. Leval hoped the antics would help to set the girl more at ease.
@The One later I will attempt to rename him Emji

That’s nice less guilty for me haha
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