I do so hope you like mead, and have a high tolerance.
[Raises a single finger, green light limning the tip in a sickly green glow. He traces out a few sharp strokes, thurisaz, nauthiz, and isa. The shapes linger in the air, then wink out. Really, that had nothing to do with the spell he's attempting, it's just a lights show for the mortal. The true spell is silent and more easily crafted, a thought, no gesture, no spoken words and then he sends it.]
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[Raises a single finger, green light limning the tip in a sickly green glow. He traces out a few sharp strokes, thurisaz, nauthiz, and isa. The shapes linger in the air, then wink out. Really, that had nothing to do with the spell he's attempting, it's just a lights show for the mortal. The true spell is silent and more easily crafted, a thought, no gesture, no spoken words and then he sends it.]