[Bedivere would notice that catalyst at some point before they left, though in the moment the significance of it would be lost on him. It would be later, when he mulled over the events of the day, that he finally remembered the fragment of wood and figured out its significance.
That explanation of Dazai's magic was both enlightening and fascinating. Bedivere himself didn't know much about magic- he was not very proficient in it himself, so he preferred diplomacy and his blade to magic spells- but he knew enough to understand that Dazai's ability was both strong and useful. No wonder the command seals had gone right to him, if that was the kind of power he packed.]
Your magic must be incredibly strong, to break the spell over Airgetlám like that.
[Good luck pronouncing that name, Dazai.
Bedivere worked his fingers a few times, stretching them out and curling them into a fist. With Dazai's touch removed, the power flowed back into the arm and granted him movement once more. So it was merely blocked, not removed entirely. That was good. He was sure Merlin would have been...well no, he would have been amused by the situation, but Bedivere dreaded having to ask him for help with his arm. That man could be challenging.
Then, satisfied with his arm, he looked to Dazai and nodded. He reached over to pull his cloak around him, hood up over his head. The cloak still stood out, but it was a lot less attention-grabbing than the armor. They could, in theory, get somewhere else without causing too much trouble.]
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Date: 2020-09-09 03:54 pm (UTC)That explanation of Dazai's magic was both enlightening and fascinating. Bedivere himself didn't know much about magic- he was not very proficient in it himself, so he preferred diplomacy and his blade to magic spells- but he knew enough to understand that Dazai's ability was both strong and useful. No wonder the command seals had gone right to him, if that was the kind of power he packed.]
Your magic must be incredibly strong, to break the spell over Airgetlám like that.
[Good luck pronouncing that name, Dazai.
Bedivere worked his fingers a few times, stretching them out and curling them into a fist. With Dazai's touch removed, the power flowed back into the arm and granted him movement once more. So it was merely blocked, not removed entirely. That was good. He was sure Merlin would have been...well no, he would have been amused by the situation, but Bedivere dreaded having to ask him for help with his arm. That man could be challenging.
Then, satisfied with his arm, he looked to Dazai and nodded. He reached over to pull his cloak around him, hood up over his head. The cloak still stood out, but it was a lot less attention-grabbing than the armor. They could, in theory, get somewhere else without causing too much trouble.]
Do you have a secure location we can go to?