Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150912153321/@comment-5543592-20150913014636

Incanus stepped into the inn, his robes flapping slightly as they relaxed, having been released from the chilling breeze.

Incanus looked around, trying to figure out just what he was looking for. He knew enough to drain magicka, and to replenish it, so he could feel one's connection to Aetherius. Some Half-Gods had a connection must stronger than that of mortals. Others, had a much weaker connection than that of mortals. He couldn't actually tell if someone was a Half-God, they could just be a powerful mage, or he had simply 'felt wrong,' but he was usually right.

Ja'Zahn was the first to get a tap on his shoulder.

"You are a Half-God." Incanus bluntly told the Khajiit. "You know this, yes?"