The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Varric]

Varric nods, moving to sit on a log across from Marian. "Yep. Though you don't have to worry about it cooling, Ricky's pretty heat resistant."

[Marian Hawke]

Marian shrugs, then ,and puts the bottle into the water as it heats. "Alright, fair enough." 

[Varric]

"Little jealous," Varric notes. "That'd be real handy for alchemy. Being protected against heat, toxins and caustic ingredients."

[Marian Hawke]

"Suppose it would." She hesitates. "Do you.. still think I can do it? Alchemy I mean?"

[Varric]

Varric blinks. "I can't see why not? I mean, I know devils can and you could so... Don't see why you wouldn't be able to now. And you might actually..." He pauses, giving her a considering look. "Fire's a bit bright, don't you think? Try focusing on the bottle in your hand and... wishing it would be darker."

[Marian Hawke]

"The fire? Oh, right, you can see in the dark too, can't you?" She frowns at the fire, tilting her head a little as it dims. "Did that help?"

[Varric]

Varric grins at her, waiting patiently for the copper to drop.

[Marian Hawke]

"What? I only-- I cast. I cast something!"

[Varric]

Varric's grin widens. "Innate casting. Darkness is pretty much guaranteed, but you probably have some others as well. Most half-fiends can do the darkness trick three times a day. Entirely possible that you might be able to learn that spell normally as well but I wouldn't put gold on--" He breaks off as Ricky, fussing over the fire going away, coats Marian's shirt in heatless flame.

[Marian Hawke]

"Bad bitty baby!" she scolds, dismissing her spell. 

[Varric]

"The baby has innate spells," Varric says weakly. "Please tell me that's not real flame?"

[Marian Hawke]

"It's not hot, but, I mean, I'm fireproof so..."

[Varric]

"Is your shirt burning? I can't smell char but..."

[Marian Hawke]

"Doesn't seem to be."

[Varric]

"Continual Flame? Kind of the counterpart to the Darkness spell you cast. He can see just fine in the dark so why did he..." Varric trails off as he watches Ricky start flailing his hands clumsily at the flames and giggling.