Oh. I was kidding, but you're -- you're serious. [He's sort of beginning to understand the urge. After this month, with his magic not... not doing what it's meant to, he also feels like.
Well. He's not sure. Something that causes mayhem. Acceptable, safe mayhem.]
I understand. This place wasn't exactly made for your kind, was it? Our kind, I suppose. [Not that he considers himself much of a mage. He is very much closer to a man of science than a man of magic, but even he's tired of this near ceaseless... attitude. Like a schoolmaster who was far outlived any lesson he's meant to teach.]
Oh! I do, actually. There's a spot out past the city gates where I practiced. [When he could still reliably grow plants, sure. However, there's the last few brigands that he'd run into with Ciri, and the wild birds he knows shelter in the desert. He's not much, but he can't send Rinwell out there by herself.
Not even after what he'd seen her do on Eifstide. Not when things with Geralt were --]
I'd be delighted to show you. Do you mind a spot of company?
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Well. He's not sure. Something that causes mayhem. Acceptable, safe mayhem.]
I understand. This place wasn't exactly made for your kind, was it? Our kind, I suppose. [Not that he considers himself much of a mage. He is very much closer to a man of science than a man of magic, but even he's tired of this near ceaseless... attitude. Like a schoolmaster who was far outlived any lesson he's meant to teach.]
Oh! I do, actually. There's a spot out past the city gates where I practiced. [When he could still reliably grow plants, sure. However, there's the last few brigands that he'd run into with Ciri, and the wild birds he knows shelter in the desert. He's not much, but he can't send Rinwell out there by herself.
Not even after what he'd seen her do on Eifstide. Not when things with Geralt were --]
I'd be delighted to show you. Do you mind a spot of company?