>>6056696>>6056663>>6056662>>6056660>>6056624You decide to talk with the Wraith girl. Wraiths aren't exactly a race as much as they're an unfortunate product of circumstances, souls that for whatever reason can't pass on. Occasionally it's because they have unfinished business, but the grand majority of cases are due to freak magic accidents.
That's what you've heard anyway, you did some basic research on most outside races when you were still in the human city, but there's still a lot of stuff you don't know.
You clear your throat, and ask your ice breaking question, "Hey, do you know any spells?"
She lets out a squeak and her head snaps back towards you without her body following suit like some kind of human owl. "I WASN'T STEALING ANYTHING!"
Aroth is startled and starts apologizing over nothing. You sigh, pat Aroth on the back, and ask the same question again, "Do you know any spells?"
"Yeah? I know um, divination spells, and summoning. They're useful for... things."
You know she said she wasn't stealing anything, but summoning and divination spells are probably the two types of magic a thief would benefit from the most, that and material magic to break into places. You know it's rude to assume, and you'd like to start on the right foot with your new classmates. Maybe she's just nervous and it isn't what it looks like.
"I know a lighten spell," You answer. "It's useful to transport heavy things like my backpack."
Her eyes light up in a way you thought wraiths weren't capable of. "A material spell? Did you know you can use some material spells to undo locks? Do you know that one? Can you teach me?"
You're really trying to not assume she's a kleptomaniac, but she's not helping her case. Even Aroth is holding unto his belongings tighter after that one.
"That's the only spell I know, but I'm trying to figure out a few spells Aroth showed me. That'll take a while since I don't have a lot of mana to practice with, though." Aroth is slowly trying to step out of the conversation, but you drag him back with a pull on his vest's shoulder, "Hey, Aroth, introduce yourself too!"
"H-Hi, I'm um, Aroth. Nice to meet you ma'am, and sorry to bother you."
"Ma'am?" She looks offended. "Just because I'm a Wraith doesn't mean I'm centuries old, I died when I was 7, and I'm about 19 or 20 now. Not very old at all! Quite young by wraith standards, in fact!"
