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- Erin sat with Rags and stared at a mage in her inn.
Ryoka sat in a small room in the Adventurer’s Guild in Esthelm and waited as the half elven mage got ready in front of her.
- Ryoka sat in a small room in the Adventurer’s Guild in Esthelm and waited as the half-Elven mage got ready in front of her.
They were separated by a little less than a hundred miles in distance,
- They were separated by many miles in distance,
- but the two young women had both asked the same question.
- she was a rare sight in any nation;
a half elven mage named Ceria.
- a half-Elven mage named Ceria.
- fine.
I am taking this seriously Pisces.
- I am taking this seriously,
- Pisces.
- And I do want to know.
- For all she’d hung out with Ceria before,
the half-elf truly was different in the unearthly feeling she gave off.
- the half-Elf truly was different in the unearthly feeling she gave off.
- Ryoka tried not to stare too openly most of the time,
- they’re quite impatient.
And it’s not as if having a Half-elf teacher makes learning magic any easier.”
- And it’s not as if having a half-Elf teacher makes learning magic any easier.”
- It was as simple as breathing even for children,
and all half-elves learned Tier 2 magic before they’d reached their teenage years.
- and all half-Elves learned Tier 2 magic before they’d reached their teenage years.
- But in Human cities and other nations,
- [Witch Doctors],
[Witches] in general of course,
- [Witches] in general,
- the dubiously qualified [Spellswords],
- [Druids]…
well I suppose [Druids] are an exception to the rule of course,
- well I suppose [Druids] are an exception to the rule,
- and of course let us reserve most of our disdain for the so-called [Sorcerer]…
“I assume you mean half elves.
- “I assume you mean half-Elves.
- Yes,
- Erin exchanged a glance with Pisces and then a spark of light made her blink.
She looked at Rag’s finger and gasped.
- She looked at Rags’ finger and gasped.
- A tiny flame danced on her fingertip.
- Pisces shook his head.
He blew and the flame on Rag’s finger went out.
- He blew and the flame on Rags’ finger went out.
- She narrowed her eyes but he wasn’t impressed by her magic or her stare.
- Pisces blinked at Erin,
and then decided to ignore her strange comments and Rag’s attempts to learn to snap her own fingers.
- and then decided to ignore her strange comments and Rags’ attempts to learn to snap her own fingers.
- but they are born out of a collective will and lack structure and form.
Such spells belong more to the ancient breed of Miracles than they do proper Magecraft.”
- Such spells belong more to the ancient breed of Miracles than to proper Magecraft.”
- “So there aren’t any miracles anymore?
I thought there were a few [Clerics] in Liscor.
- I thought there were a few [Healers] in Liscor.
- What about them?”
- well.
[Clerics] are now simply [Healers] who are able to cast spells.
- [Healers] are now simply general practitioners of restorative arts,
- some of whom are able to cast spells.
- Many rely on potions or even simple bandages rather than miracles.
- The definition of the class has changed,
The half-elf looked up as she fiddled with her wand.
- The half-Elf looked up as she fiddled with her wand.
- “I’m ah,
sorry Miss Solstice.”
- sorry,
- Miss Solstice.”