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He nodded his head in understanidng, often at midday animals would rest and hide from the sun. He was used to such patterns, and it didn't; surprise him that an army did too. He took the offered map/sketch Leon had made. Quickly glancing it over and noting how it overlapped and expanded on the other maps he had shown him. He looked up at Leon as he said his parting remarks. Emtionless eyes...a wolf in sheep's cloth. He nodded his head with the same sentiment in mind. As he turned t4o leave, he looked back once more at the shelf of books.
"You have an assortment of books Aeon...In the future, I would like to borrow a Fae book." With that Fain left the strategist and headed outside to find Soren. Flying outside the headquarters Soren, screeched as he spotted his master and flew down landing on his offered arm. Fain headed back to his room, preparing to pack and head out still brimming with annoyment.

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He walked down the hallway trying to withhold his annoyed muttering so not to agitate Soren. As he approached his room, he heard a light panting and a soft bark. He smiled, his mood raised at seeing Noel sitting outside his room. He reached the door and patted the pup's head before turning the handle.
"Hello, boy welcome back." He entered his room leaving the door ajar for the dog. Soren flew from his arm and landed on the perch, starting to preen. The bird also continued to keep an eye on the dog. Fain walked to his bed before flopping down and holding the small map up before crumpling it.
"I know the land here and beyond." He covered his face with an arm, "I memorized it soon after I joined the Light's."
How has he learned so much is his little human life span? Unless he's something else, it wouldn't make sense.
"He's so arrogant, assuming all I can do is train animals...makes it sound like I should become a jester or join an entertainment group." Standing up he started packing shoving stuff aggressively into his bag.
"He's too complicated and untrustworthy. Anyone that can think like that shouldn't be trusted for all we know he could be playing us as fools." He grimaced at what he could be potentially implying.
"But Luna recruited him, so he must have some merit." He didn't want to trust the man. I'll play along, but that doesn't mean I'll blindly trust him. Leaving his bag he headed over to one of the many mole and rat holes in the room. He placed a wedge of cheese in front of it. He waited for a mouse to come before catching it. The mouse squeaked a little in surprise as its ear approached Fain's mouth. It nodded at Fain's whispered words before jumping from his hand and scampering off.
He crouched there thinking of what he needed to do before leaving.

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Fain was jolted from his thoughts at a low growl coming from the doorway. He turned quickly in around in concern for Noel. Standing up, he slowly walked over be the pup. He slowly held a hand out with a treat for the dog to approach. He looked in the dog's eyes looking to see if they were red, dull, or watering, and he also observed the dog's accelerated breath. "It's okay Noel...I'll take care of you, come here." He patted his leg trying to encourage the dog over.

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Fain froze in shock as Noel refused to come to him this allowed the pup to escape. Animals never ran away from him. They usually found him when injured or scared. He didn't know what to do and just stared at the open door. After a few minutes of silent contemplation, Fain stood up and ran out into the hallway.
He'll hide somewhere that os enclosed and easily protected if he's hurting. He can't climb anything. He must be somewhere nearby in a room or hallway rarely travelled. Quietly he started searching for where Noel had run too.

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Fain really just wanted to continue searching for Noel but stopped as the man slumped against the wall obviously dizzy. There was something about him that nagged at Fain. Frowning Fain walked over and slung one of the man's arms over his shoulder. Touching the man, he could almost feel the whirl of magic turmoil.
"Where's your room?" He figured once the man was resting; they would be able to focus on calming their magic.
Maybe Noel sensed his pain and reacted?Is he Noel's owner?
He looked over the man slightly jealous if that was the case.

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He started heading down the hall basically caring the man who could barely walk straight. He was silent as the man seemed to be trying to focus his magical energy. It was possible for one to channel their magic through someone else. Fae children often did it unconsciously channeling it into the surrounding area causing vegetation and plants to grow sporadically. Fain almost suggested helping the man but figured if he wanted to do that, he would simply ask. Opening the door, he dragged the man in setting him on the bed.
"Do you need me to get anything?" He asked curiously. Now that he thought about it, he had never seen this Fae amongst the camp.
Is this what Leon meant by questionable behavior?

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He skeptically walked over to the desk looking at all the research notes and random scribbles. He noticed a thick and ancient book that was well worn with familiar Fae writing on it. The spell cast on it was the same as on his childhood stuff. He read the title flipping through. He glanced over some of the spells, nostalgia growing as he mumbled some of the words he saw. The leader's used to chant these...How does he have a book of these spells? I thought they were all ruined during the disputes and burned when the Fae joined the dark faction. He looked over at the mystery man, trying to figure out who he was and decided was trustworthy since he practiced holy magic. Bringing the book over, he dropped it in the man's lap. He sat legs crossed and leaned back on his arms next to the man on the bed.
"Will you be even able to work that magic in your state? They require a lot of control. It would be better to rest and let the magic calm down."

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Fain quieted as the person gathered their magic and started chanting. He titled his head listening intently to what spell it was. The pronunciation was right with their tribe's dialect. A light started glowing around the man as at the end of the spell a bright light flashed blinding Fain. Next thing he knew there was a wait on his lap. His eyes slowly recovered from the flash, and he looked down at the sleeping face.
"That's why I said to rest before casting the spell." He sighed looking away and trying to learn more about the man from his room.
He noticed volumes of spell books and pronunciation guides.
"So you can cast high dispel...what else is possible then?" He recognized the spell from the elders. They would cast it before they entered an area that had ancient or rare creatures they wanted to keep safe. The spell also worked to stop harmful or disturbing magic affecting the susceptible Fae children. Looking back at the man the nagging feeling returned. "You must be from my tribe, but I swear I don't know you...I was the only one exiled."
Well...there was them... He stayed still and silent, lost in old memories.