At first she was too relieved to no longer be staring death by homicidal professor in the face to wonder where Odette had taken them. Then she pulled herself off the ground and noticed that Odette wasn't there.
Then she noticed that she had no flipping clue where she was.
One doesn't usually pick it up instantly. Ah, well, we can walk. Can you pick up the pace slightly, so we'll be in by nightfall?
She starts running. She's not as fast as a horse, of course, but it's a very respectable marathon pace.
Men are much slower than Elves, but as far as Men go this is tolerable, and in fact surprisingly good if she's really a Man. He keeps up, warily. Tell me more about your world.
Um...the Free City of Genosha, where I was born and raised as well as attending the university, was founded a hundred and seventy years ago by the Great Mage Atennesi Cohen, who enchanted it to fly. My father's from Anglia and my mother's from Prussia. Those are here and here, she says, indicating their geographic locations on her mental globe.
I have no idea. It seemed less odd than a world being spherical. More magic?
At this rate they will make the garrison by nightfall. He feels himself relaxing slightly. You said you were a student of magic in your home city?
Yes. I'm not as good as my sister, but I have the Effort resistance to make it more than worthwhile even if our parents weren't both retired mages.
No, but being a mage is prestigious that any of the other things I was interested in--smithing, art, and herbalism being the three major other things I was considering--would have seemed like a social step down to a lot of people.
They're something nearly anyone could do and not be miserable. If my parents had just been teachers, instead of teachers who had spent decades as mages in their youth, I could have done any of those three things and been accorded significant respect. But being a mage hurts with every working, and carries the chance of warping your personality beyond recognizance if you go into it without knowing yourself well enough to keep your center.
It's fine, mostly. I don't like pain much, but I've got decent resistance to the mental effects of Effort and I--usually--have my sister around for anything else. I can always just choose not to do magic if I don't feel like hurting.
I was thinking more of the idea of people being warped permanently by doing things without undrestanding what they're doing.
Is it likely she can harm him that way? Not impossible. Hard to pass up, though.
Perhaps.
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