[It's not the first time Magnus has seen someone succumb to the fantasies of the sea. The small ghostly girl had visited him more than once, met with only derision and apathy. The longer a person stays in Deerington, the more discordant they become when faced with the mystifying faculty at the town's disposal. Trust nothing to be what it seems, he's familiar with the logic and has generated it himself - more than once he'd glamoured the unwitting mundane just to get his way.
When this new unfortunate soul submerges, Magnus figures him for a dead man. His face isn't familiar, so he had to be new, and the ugly thick robe he's wearing is enough of an embarrassment that he's not all that mournful to see it go down with him. When he resurfaces, however, it's an altogether different situation. Try as Magnus might to not use his talents when unnecessary he's never been able to reject a fighter's spirit, limiting the ebb and flow of the water is inconsequential for him.
Magnus uses the new limitation he'd given the tides around them to pull this new stranger out of the swell that threatened to devour him. The fabric of the lime green monstrosity around him is a soggy porous mess, not to mention a hindrance, Magnus balls a fist into the fabric in an effort to remove it from his shoulders. It's better off overboard.]
where feet may fail;
When this new unfortunate soul submerges, Magnus figures him for a dead man. His face isn't familiar, so he had to be new, and the ugly thick robe he's wearing is enough of an embarrassment that he's not all that mournful to see it go down with him. When he resurfaces, however, it's an altogether different situation. Try as Magnus might to not use his talents when unnecessary he's never been able to reject a fighter's spirit, limiting the ebb and flow of the water is inconsequential for him.
Magnus uses the new limitation he'd given the tides around them to pull this new stranger out of the swell that threatened to devour him. The fabric of the lime green monstrosity around him is a soggy porous mess, not to mention a hindrance, Magnus balls a fist into the fabric in an effort to remove it from his shoulders. It's better off overboard.]
Are you with me? Or do you need mouth to mouth?