A secluded clearing

Eerie music floated through the woods accompanying an odd purple glow.
"Candle of Power, Candle so Bright
I seek a need of change in your Light
I call on the forces higher than I
to release the energy that is held inside.." A chant floated out with the music...
"If words of cruelty be spoken of me
May it return three times three
If words of hate shall disgrace my name
Bring it's sender guilt and shame
By the powers of Moon and Sun
From your lips there shall be none!
So mote it be."

The girl's voice repeated this as the brightly glowing purple candle shone.

who would be curious enough to seek out the chanting girl? only time can tell.

Chamelan, who'd been out late practicing his own branch of magic, was interrupted by a chant coming through the trees. "Hmm?" The Nightmaren's eyes flick towards the source. He was in his true form, so he didn't need glasses to see when his own eyes were far superior to any Dreamer's in this form. Unfortunately, he's much larger, so he has to be careful moving through the trees to see what's up...

A girl could be seen, kneeling before the brightly burning candle. It rested upon an oak stump. Four tarot cards marked the four directions around it.... She continuously repeated her chant, seemingly deaf to the world. The music drifted from a battery powered radio. She loved having music to put her in the right mood. The moon was directly overhead. A half moon.... perfect for her curse...

Chamelan watches, fascinated. She looked like a witch...and it seemed like she was cursing someone. Who? He wanted to learn more...

She finished the chant the tenth time before the purple flame flared, brightening.... then dimming, turning to an ordinary orange... She stood, smiling. "That oughtta teach that little whelp~"

Ahh, so THAT'S what it was...unless he was mistaken, she was teaching some cocky upstart what happened when you messed with the one in charge...but maybe he was overestimating her. He got a bit of a grin, still keeping an eye on her.

She froze, finally picking up on an odd aura..... She seemed to stand there for at least three whole minutes before whirling on the spot, aiming her palm. "Identify yourself!!"

"!!" Chamelan automatically turns invisible, silent as the grave. She seemed pretty sharp...but could she find him NOW? He begins to move around a bit, throwing his voice. "I'm no one."

Her eyes narrowed, murmuring low under her breath.
"oh great goddess,
Nyx of night.
give me power,
Give me sight...."
Her aura pulsed... she could see his aura now.

Unless she's run into creatures from Nightmare or similar things before, there's a good chance that his aura is a lot different than anything she's ever seen. "Hmm...I see I didn't overestimate you after all," he muses, staying invisible anyway.

She watched the movements of the odd aura. "....why stay hidden when I already know where you are?"

"Maybe I like staying out of sight," he replies, moving around still. "...or maybe this is my true form."

Her eyebrows rose. "hmph... fine then.... why do you spy on me?"

"Because. I was practicing my own branch of magic when I was interrupted by your chanting." He kept circling the clearing, never stopping, though never moving away, either.

She followed the aura still, going full circle as he did. "Huh... well whoops..."

"And so, here I am, to see just what lowly human had the audacity to interrupt my training," Chamelan growled, putting on a bit of a show. Let her mind wonder as to just WHAT he was...

She took a small step back, hand still raised.... she was getting nervouse but her face showed nothing. "Lowly human my little white behind~"

"Until I see otherwise, that's what you are, my child." Chamelan snickers a bit, but covers it up pretty well. He was enjoying himself quite a bit, thank you very much.

She snarled. "Watch your tongue. I am no lowly human. I am a high leval wiccan...." She hissed a small Latin rhyme under her breath and her own aura flared, a ring of purple tinged light appearing around her feet....

"...I see," Chamelan muses, watching carefully. "Perhaps I've underestimated you."

She smirked. "highly~ now if youd please show yourself..." she said firmly... the menacing aura faded. She wasnt in the mood for an all out battle....

"As I've said. Maybe I already am. Goodness, do you ever listen?"

She smiled. "I just read between the lines..."