"Aye. What have I not heard. Our people have a tendancy to state everything as fact. Imagined, overheard, or fabricated. Our nature, I guess. But the theme rings true. Some sort of movement by a large group in and out of the mountain. No one can find the opening. The only clues are sounds. Magic, I'm sure. The trails are always wipped clean."
Jacob chews the rest of his food and slaps Carlis' on the back. "My friend, we may need your magic. I hope you progressed.", he laughs. Jacob thinks to himself, "My friend I deeply hope you progressed. The magic there is dangerous and strong." Jacob laughed as they approach Carlis' horse. "You might want to conjur a spell to beef up your mount. I fear the wind may knock you both over."
Carlis turns his head towards Jacob,
"Beef up Smith? Very well, it won't last long, but I need a warm up. I have heard from the Mages Guild that for some mystical reasons, their magic always feel stronger after they cast their first spell upon waking up. They theorize that it has got to do with something called
Garantiertes
Gewinn
System."
Carlis shrugs and says "Sound like some foreign language to me."
With that, he continues towards Smith and finally stops a couple of paces away from the chestnut brown stallion. He raises his hands and began to trace mystical symbols with his fingers. As glowing magical energies gather in his fingerstips, Carlis triggers the spell with words of magic.
"Rel Sanct!"
Although Carlis did not shout, those words were empowered by magic and pierced through the cobbled streete as if he was yelling.
Thrusting his open palms towards Smith, magical energies flows into the animal. Muscles on the horse bulges as Smith turns to look at Carlis with noticeably more intelligent eyes.
Carlis turns around to face Jacob and smiles at him, "While I am no Grandmaster mage, I have progressed and learned much since my travels to New Haven. Let's just say I know enough to be dangerous." Walking backwards to Smith, Carlis bows and with a flourish, mounts the stallion with one smooth motion.
Mounted on his stallion, Carlis looks into the distance and adds "And Jacob, tis true about what you say about the nature of people. However, we must not be discouraged. The disinformed needs only to be informed, heresay can be debunked. All who lives in these lands have a love for it and sometimes, their love blinds them. We need only to rekindle their zest and offer them truthful advice."
"Enough of that, you coming? Giddyap!"