Ha ha, (it may sound sarcastic, but he's ultimately amused and already having a good time discussing prospects,) point taken. Maybe like, something that can... make the tome lighter to carry? Or we could enchant it to flip automatically to a page you think of?
There are endless possibilities here, dude. And I'm ready to try 'em all. Let's do this.
(ROLLING UP HIS SLEEVES, even wiggling his fingers as though getting ready to cast some serious, life-changing magic. then remembers that he'll probably need to follow the guide they've been given, peeking at the paper handout before clearing his throat.)
Okay, so it looks like we need to place hands on the staff and work the magic into it. Since it's your staff, you can take care of that part and I can try to cast something on it? (sounds a bit challenging, but he recalls his previous classes and how best to access his magic. through incantations or quotes that've become meaningful to him.) Here goes nothing.
–magelight.
(eyes closed, jonas feels golden, syrupy energy swirl to fill cupped hands. eventually it reaches the bounds of what he can carry, swelling up to form an orb that sheds light on their faces in pretty yellow fractals. a light spell for the darkest of places, not too keen on casting anything harmful.)
this is so late, i am so sorry... no wi-fi, no life...
There are endless possibilities here, dude. And I'm ready to try 'em all. Let's do this.
(ROLLING UP HIS SLEEVES, even wiggling his fingers as though getting ready to cast some serious, life-changing magic. then remembers that he'll probably need to follow the guide they've been given, peeking at the paper handout before clearing his throat.)
Okay, so it looks like we need to place hands on the staff and work the magic into it. Since it's your staff, you can take care of that part and I can try to cast something on it? (sounds a bit challenging, but he recalls his previous classes and how best to access his magic. through incantations or quotes that've become meaningful to him.) Here goes nothing.
–magelight.
(eyes closed, jonas feels golden, syrupy energy swirl to fill cupped hands. eventually it reaches the bounds of what he can carry, swelling up to form an orb that sheds light on their faces in pretty yellow fractals. a light spell for the darkest of places, not too keen on casting anything harmful.)