The Sound of magic

"nope you need to get some protection..."

Tiberius, "Agreed, or I have to protect you..." grumbling.

"I'm fine"She says and then mutters under her breath, 'i think'

"blow me up from the inside"She says with a kidding tone.

"just accept it lets go..."
he walks outside while still on the ceiling... when he leaves the building he is just walking upsidedown in the air.

Tiberius, "Show-off...." begins to walk outside of the castle.

"What?...oh right I forgot I was doing that... oh well..." he continues walking.

Cal starts walking, wondering how Shal is doing that.

Tiberius drinks out of the flask, his corners of his mouth with black thick fluid.
"So Cal, what's with the Queen powers and what not?"

"The queen controlls the human relm. If she get magic.. Then its no point of living. She'd go after elemental, and so on. But Blood magic and Dark magic are both deadly, and most unknown. Thats why she wants it, you'll controll your enimies, and blind them with both. The arch mages know the power of both. So when the prince asked Alea to join them, he felt happy. Teach her Dark magic and shes the most deadly, right next to Arch."

Tiberius, "Hmmmm......Mind if you like some of my brew?" licking his corners of his mouth, smiling.

Shal just keeps on walking upsidedown in mid air.

She looks at "what is it?" in a tone which would better fit 'why should i?'

"Alea are you alright?" Cal says almost feeling the shudder."I'm starting to worry"

"hmmm?"

Tiberius shrugs, "Well, I'm just asking, It's just some blood mixed with alcohol."

The sound of a strong male voice starts talking to Alea "So you dont care for our kind, It makes me wonder why? Is your image of us tainted by anothers actions?" Cal over hears this but pushes it off knowing that what ever the answer maybe she would want to know. Cal clears her voice,"Um thank you for the offer but I prefer to stray from alcohol."

"I will take some... not like I can get drunk..." with that Shal opens his mouth a long frog tongue shoots out and picks a bottle up from Tib and brings it back up to him where he grabs it, his tongue retracts turning back into a normal one and he starts drinking it every now and again still upside-down in the air.

The male voice becomes exicted "Your scared of the unknown." Cal says "Something unknown is what we dont know what is the extent of the DM's knowlage"

"The DM?.... are you talking about that myth of a supreme power who controls everything down a set path and uses random chances to decided what happens... I met a cult dedicated to that once... most messed up thing ever."

"No DM stands for dark magic, the mages are al off that."