She had known she was stronger. Her increase in mass and the overall feel of her body was just more. Her race had changed to match that of Aoibheann and her attributes had similarly increased. She wondered if this was an evolution based on her family line or if it was personal to her and her past lives. Given the discussions she had with her grandparents it seemed somewhat likely that it was her natural race and the family of grandchildren of Danu were the start of the Kirwan line so they were more than human but less than the gods. This was all speculation but it felt like a reasonable explanation. She just couldn''t understand why there were no other druid races in her own previous lives after Aoibheann. Perhaps the place of power weakened to much. Perhaps the training of the druid and bandorai were lost after the conversion. She could only guess. There were no definitive memories to show her the truth. "Even if there were it is only idle curiosity." She thought as she continued over her status.


    The class was there yeah but what was it? What did it mean. She would have to check some online forums to see if anyone had any clues. There were always brilliant minds, myth chasers, and fantasy buffs that would have thoughts and opinions. The spells and abilities seemed to be druid like at least. That was also interesting. Someone with a good imagination or with great research abilities must have spent a lot of time coming up with druid classes in games and books. She felt intrinsically tied to the land here and it bolstered her mentally and probably physically too. She thought a warden was someone charged with protecting an area. Or was it protecting others from what was in an area? She wasn''t too sure. A mystic had something to do with magic she guessed. She didn''t spend to much time worrying over it. There was no information tabs so she either guessed, had other people guess, or just figured them out.


    The spells were strange she could just kind of feel how to cast them. There were no external catalysts or components required for the most part. She could feel the energy inside of her would act as the catalyst and the land was the component. The downside was that, she could feel that she had to be outside or at least a place where plants could grow for most of the spells to work. She had no idea how to use the abilities she received. She couldn''t tell if the charm was active or passive. The shapeshifting would have to be active she assumed. Passively changing shape would be problematic. It was a concerning talent in her opinion. It may help explain her current physique somewhat. Or, perhaps the Druid race was simply larger. "Yet another topic with insufficient information to make a determination." She thought.


    Alanna was not sure how long her mental landscape was captured by the status revealed in the fog screen but she snapped out of it when she heard her grandfather call her name loudly and from a meter away. Her eyes refocused on the room and she cold see her grandparents looking worriedly at her. "Apologies." She mutter as her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "What happened?" Her mamó asked. "When I touched the journal I just sort of inherited some spells." Alanna explained. "I know something called wild growth, regeneration, Bark armor, and Land''s Bounty."  She explained their descriptions from her status. Her grandparents looked at each other in apparent confusion. "That seems to be happening a lot." Alanna thought.


    "Well the rituals are not exactly spells.  Her


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