[As strong as Bennet's aversion to magic might be, his aversion to getting them both killed outweighs it. With just the two of them up against a bandit camp of unknown size, he would have to be a fool to turn away any possible advantage. And Straos has proven himself to be as trustworthy as he could ever expect a mage to be, although he suspects the man will try 'repairing their position' again should they encounter any of his comrades from this 'Imperial Legion'.
He doesn't need to see that blue glow to know it when Stratos draws the magic into himself; as with before, he can feel it, the hair on his arms standing up from such close proximity to the energy. He doesn't understand it, how he can feel magic without being a user of it himself, but this time he is grateful for the strange ability. If Stratos attempts to use some sort of magical signal to summon his fellow tribunes, he should sense it. ]
Thirteen. [ He repeats softly, his sword arm twitching slightly, almost in anticipation. ] And they don't suspect any danger yet, or they'd all be formed up and ready. Can that sight of yours see if they have any sentry hounds?
[ How Stratos answers that question will determine how he will have them proceed. At present he's inclined to lead them up to that post, kill the lone man the mage has seen and decide how to work their way through the camp from there. But that plan is dependent on no alarms being raised, and the smarter bandits he's dealt with used sentry dogs when they could. ]
[OOC: Same here, and getting your tag back made my Christmas morning so thank you for that! This really was a good scene, I can't believe I forgot it for literal years. It hasn't been often I've had the chance to play the pre-Exodus Bennet I originally created this journal to play, so rediscovering this was a highlight and I'm really looking forward to seeing where he and Stratos go from here.]
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He doesn't need to see that blue glow to know it when Stratos draws the magic into himself; as with before, he can feel it, the hair on his arms standing up from such close proximity to the energy. He doesn't understand it, how he can feel magic without being a user of it himself, but this time he is grateful for the strange ability. If Stratos attempts to use some sort of magical signal to summon his fellow tribunes, he should sense it. ]
Thirteen. [ He repeats softly, his sword arm twitching slightly, almost in anticipation. ] And they don't suspect any danger yet, or they'd all be formed up and ready. Can that sight of yours see if they have any sentry hounds?
[ How Stratos answers that question will determine how he will have them proceed. At present he's inclined to lead them up to that post, kill the lone man the mage has seen and decide how to work their way through the camp from there. But that plan is dependent on no alarms being raised, and the smarter bandits he's dealt with used sentry dogs when they could. ]
[OOC: Same here, and getting your tag back made my Christmas morning so thank you for that! This really was a good scene, I can't believe I forgot it for literal years. It hasn't been often I've had the chance to play the pre-Exodus Bennet I originally created this journal to play, so rediscovering this was a highlight and I'm really looking forward to seeing where he and Stratos go from here.]