"That is a cool ass staff," Argit said as the water twister began shooting out blades made of water, "Ah, I see, I found your weakness, and you, in turn, cancel it out," Argit realized as he grabbed his swords and ran from the watery attack.
"It certainly seems that way," Bree replied. "of course, I might just be leading you on a wild goose chase, but I don't feel like being on the receiving end of your flames,"
"The same could be said about your electrical attack," Argit noted. "But if you're immune to eclectic, then the basic principles of magic say you should at least be weak to earth-based spells!" Argit slammed his blades into the earth, and an earthy tornado formed, spinning in the opposite direction of Bree's water twister. Bree called her staff back as the solid rock mass ate her water spell. Bree swung her spear and smiled at the approaching earth attack before shouting.
"Ice and Snow, winter winds blow!"
"Oh, no way!" Argit watched excitedly as the storm above him turned into snow and hail. Argit tried screaming out more flames, only for a chunk of ice to embed itself into his stomach; his yell cut off, and with it, his flames as he slid back. He held up his hands, and his swords broke free from the earthy twister, causing it to fall into rubble.
Bree pointed her spear at him, "Ice age," She declared just as the swords went past her; a black spell shot out and hit him, causing his swords to drop.
"Dammit," Argit said as his lower body was coated in black ice; he attempted to break it, but his arms began freezing over as soon as they touched it; he tried to summon his flames, but the ice sucked the heat from him. "I surrender," he declared. Bree tapped the ground, and every active spell was sucked into her staff.
Argit held out his hands and summoned his two sword daggers with a sigh before tossing them into the ground next to him.
"Man," he said in a sad tone, "I thought ice magic was a dead art,"
"I am part of a dead race," Bree noted, "and it's fairly easy to fake being immune to something if the person using the skill isn't all that good at it,"
"Ah, noticed that, did you?" Argit rubbed his head as he spoke, "Yeah, Lighting magic is not my strong suit. I thought I had you briefly, but you tricked me into showing you my cards. I just have to know, what kind of magic do you specialize in if it's not Lightning?"
"Oh well, it's kind of embarrassing," Bree laughed nervously, recalling the only school of magic where she had filled out every available slot with skill points, a magic tree with only one attack move, and dozens of passive buffs, "but I specialize in plant-based magic," Bree felt stupid admitting to her mastery of the botanical arts, "so I do have a weakness to fire, but so long as I wear this cloak it nullifies my weakness,"
"Ha," Argit laughed. "So I lost as soon as I challenged you," he shook his head. "I…I don't suppose you could teach me an ice spell or two, could you?"
"Maybe some other time, you have to become skilled in several kinds of weather magics before you can utilize ice magic,"
"Dam," Argit said as he pulled his swords out of the ground and put them in storage. "Maybe I should have used my favorite weapon, might have stood a chance with 'er," Argit reached into his inventory and pulled out a Fan Axe about, perfectly sized in his hands, comically large in hers.
"My enchanted Fan axe," Argit said as he handed it to Bree, who turned it to light and took it happily.
"Oh, how wonderful! If I ever need to transform, I'm sure this will be a good replacement for my staff. Thank you very much," Argit nodded momentarily before going bugeye for a second.
"You have a transformation power-up!?" he demanded. "And you didn't even try to use it against me?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Bree said apologetically, "But It's a very extreme power-up, a trump card of trump cards; I'd only ever use it on someone I wanted dead,"
"Wow," Argit said with a laugh, "Are you like an ancient Demon Lord, come from the past to force the world to bow before you or something?"
"No, I plan to just exist in peace," Bree replied.
"So you can transform," Argit repeated. So, how drastic is this transformation, like changing hair color or looking like a different race?"
"I could tell you, but I'm sure you'd have more fun imagining it; If at some point someone pisses me off enough that I activate it, I'll be sure to let your watch if I can,"
"Hell'z yeah, you will," Argit replied with a laugh, "Oh, and that friendly alliance thing is very much a yes from me. I'll even be generous and give you some land, lots of land, very useful land,"
"You just going to give me everything that borders Irenfell?" Bree asked suspiciously.
"Well, duh," Argit laughed back. Why the hell would I want them as neighbors when I could have you as one?" Argit offered Bree a hand, and she shook it.
"Well then, from this day onward, the nation of Ozama will back you and…your unnamed nation that I'll just call Greenwater until you come up with a name,"
"Oh Right, I guess It does need a name," Bree frowned and rested her head in her hand for a moment, "I kind of want people to know that I'm fairly mellow about most things,"
"Then I'll cut a few letters off of Mellow, add a couple, and call it…" Argit thought momentarily before snapping, "Melodia, led by Bree, the Elven Queen!"
Bree shrugged at the name, "Why not, Melodia, capital city Greenwater, with me as Queen,"
"Well then, Queen Bree of Melodia, wanna chill? I got some hot dudes we could look at," Argit raised his brows at her, and Bree shook her head.
"I'm not into men,"
"I have hot ladies, too," Argit assured her. "Still, no? Alright, do you need anything before I go home and nap?"
"I don't suppose you could ask a dwarf to come to Greenwater," Bree asked. Specifically, one married to a human named Gale?"
"Done," Argit replied. "I make no promises, though. Dwarfs do not like to be bossed around, so I gotta make it sound like it was their idea." Argit turned on the spot and jumped away, turning into a red blur as he shot to the top of the city and back to the castle resting on the top of the mountain.
"Nice guy," Bree decided before clearing her voice. "Zoey, I'm opening a dimensional gateway home. will you be joining me, or would you rather walk?" Zoey zipped into existence next to Bree as she opened a rift. "Come then, time to go home and relax,"