#anywhere

She could, but she does not... no, the Cold Ones are a threat to the Dreaming.

And so... she spits in the flask, swirls it, and touches a thumbful of the mixed liquid to his forehead.

"Your vision will last for a day - observe, but be wary of approach. Some will not take kindly to your sight."

"I been one with the medicine world before" A smile "Could see you wit out it if I tried."

"Mayhaps, but that too may be an insult. Enjoy the gift, use it well."

"No insult intended, lady ghost, I earned that trick through hard practice and a few knocks on the head from my teacher's cane. She said I was a stubborn one."

"I understand. But... discretion, nu?"

"Oh trust you me, discretion be one of the reasons we did this spell today. The one day where everyone EXPECTS a little bad luck you know?"

She nods.

The fair fortune slides from him, fascinating to watch, not all of it mind, but first a little bit to each companion, and then.. a lot to the cauldron which now seems quite full of good luck.

Danballah looks back in amazement, "You're a powerful ghost to be sure. "

"Mortal magic." She shakes her head. "Much to study."

"It's more varied than you think.." He grins and gestures to his unconcious friends "THESE are the best I got work worth. " Teasing mostly, and more seriously "We got one of those who touch something sacred through sensation, we got one who knows the power of the blood in the land, we got another who sees the power of the words themselves. and then you got me...well..I stir the spirit stuff mostly. Like mixing different oils that don't quite merge you know, but still all the same. Still, beats the Cold Ones. They killed all what's sacred long ago in their magic."

"They would kill the world, aye." She picks up the quill. "Magic words, you say?'

"Oh yeah, Order of Hermes..." She may recall meeting onee, "And her House is... well, I'm probably saying too much. They the historians and scribes fo their order. They dcollect the true names"

A groan from one of the others

Hisssss.

The middle eastern woman groans and quotes "Molest not the fae"

It's the quill owner

She kenns the quill, keeping an eye on the Hermetic.

"Art the four of you students?"

"Well, two of us are." The Dreamspeaker says "One of us graduated"

She nods. "I see."

The quill has tasted magic, but is not magic itself

The Hermetic woman says "Didd she attack.. " She reaches for a pendant about her neck.

"Wait," Danballah says "Look" He gestures to the cauldron "This spirit has helped us"

Though to the Hermetic's eyes, the "spirit" is a frizzy-haired freshman with dark eyes.

"I..see. " The woman says and she and Zara lock eyes.. and there is a spark.. of recognition.

Names. They both deal in names!

She bristles.

The Hermitc for her part looks more respectful though still on guard "Marastar of the Order of Hermes, Bani Shea" No doubt a use name, but much of it. A sign of respect indeed.

"Zara Manynames."

"And you spoke the truth. Molest not the fae."

"As far as I know, we had not." She says.

"Certainly not by intention," Danballah says, "Ghost. Thank you for your help..any harm done by either side more than account for now mm?"

"Fight well. I shall be watching." She sweeps into an elegant bow.

"May we live to share some rum over it sometime" Danballah grins.

"Or tea, like civilised beings."

An eye roll of the mention of Rum, but Marastar inclines her head, "yes, Tea . "

"May your will prevail" She adds in farewell

An elegant hand splayed on her chest, and she withdraws.

Zara can hear Danballah say "How about Rum IN the tea?"

A quiet smile at that.

"Oh Danballah, I try so hard to elevate you" Marastar laments

"Ow... weow..what happened?" The blonde says.

"The fae have taken an interest..." Marastar says.

A groan from the redhead, "I thought we were good with our tribute to the baron?"

"This one is her own," Danballah says "And I thought she was.. a nunehi. Wait, what baron?"

"Seriously you two, Danballah and I need in on this stuff" the blonde says..

and their chatter dims as they withdraw with their cauldron