Lissa: What's your opinion on blood magci?, Isolde: What's the WEIRDEST sex you ever had?
Lissa appears to glaze over slightly at the question, giving it a good deal of thought “Blood magic is such a broad term. The idea of using blood in replace of one’s mana supply is quite pragmatic in a battle situation. It’s all around, you can use your own or an enemy’s. It cannot be silenced or interrupted because it doesn’t require mana.”
“It’s understandable that it’s a last resort in a fit of desperation for a mage. That’s not to say it’s a moral choice, then again, neither is using it to track and bind mages to circles either. Or the fact that there is often a set of books on blood magic the circle. Tempting Apprentices with knowledge then declaring ‘I told you so’ when they use it as their situation dictates.”
Isolde snorts like it’s an easy question, one she’s answered more than once. “I spent some time in Starkhaven smuggling lyrium and after the job we all go retire for drinks. Which is great, because god smuggling is often the most dull ass work you’ll ever do. So I find me a lad and after the first bout he asks me if he could try something, and y’know I’m down because anyone who can eat me out for longer than an hour deserves a ‘lets try something different pass’. So he put me in a sack, which he then tied to the roof railing, cut a hole in the bottom of the bag and had sex with me while I swung in a sack.”
“Can you get dizzy by being spun-fucked? Yes, yes you can.”