The idea of portals, serpent holes as he knew them, when they appeared as this one did now, was not an odd one to him. That a being such as Kimmuriel might have access to such potent magic however, was. There was a clear moment of hesitation, not out of any obvious trepidation about entering the portal, but rather of surprise, and an instant and overpowering curiosity. Maybe he didn't spend enough time down here...
No, no, no he'd have his own questions to ask later, he could in fact learn some things pleasantly. And not hanging around a city full of murderous elves underground. Kimmuriel might just see the strange, plain drow's mouth open briefly, before shutting sharply once again, the man's red eyes bright and inquisitive in direct contrast to how his jaw tensed.
"Of course. Thank you." And with that, he stepped through, slipping past the boundaries of the portal to... simply appear again above ground. An empty clearing upon a road set within a sparse forest, not another soul to be seen.
"How expedient..." No passage through the space between openings, not even briefly, it was for all intents and purposes just a door to another 'room', so to speak. And speaking of well, speaking-
With a sigh that suggested some great unburdening of a tedious weight, the illusion simply fell away. All in one piece, the magic dissipated like fog burning away in the sun, accompanied by the swift and frankly explosive apparition of enormous snowy wings, runes glowing a faint blue. The "drow's" meager five feet too exploded upwards, seven, eight and then a full and imposing nine, only to drift higher still as he happily left the ground behind him to float weightlessly in the air.
Much better.
"My apologies for the deception, as I stated prior I required some discretion." You know, normal stuff, as one does.
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No, no, no he'd have his own questions to ask later, he could in fact learn some things pleasantly. And not hanging around a city full of murderous elves underground. Kimmuriel might just see the strange, plain drow's mouth open briefly, before shutting sharply once again, the man's red eyes bright and inquisitive in direct contrast to how his jaw tensed.
"Of course. Thank you." And with that, he stepped through, slipping past the boundaries of the portal to... simply appear again above ground. An empty clearing upon a road set within a sparse forest, not another soul to be seen.
"How expedient..." No passage through the space between openings, not even briefly, it was for all intents and purposes just a door to another 'room', so to speak. And speaking of well, speaking-
With a sigh that suggested some great unburdening of a tedious weight, the illusion simply fell away. All in one piece, the magic dissipated like fog burning away in the sun, accompanied by the swift and frankly explosive apparition of enormous snowy wings, runes glowing a faint blue. The "drow's" meager five feet too exploded upwards, seven, eight and then a full and imposing nine, only to drift higher still as he happily left the ground behind him to float weightlessly in the air.
Much better.
"My apologies for the deception, as I stated prior I required some discretion." You know, normal stuff, as one does.