They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
Okay. They had an idea for blocking mages that might sort of work - trying to use the casting sense on too many minds at once is overwhelming, and sentient enchanted things should count. They're thinking about ways they could maybe kill a hostile mage, now - I'm kind of assuming that if it's common knowledge that they can, nobody will give them reason to.
I bet that's the idea, yes. And my brothers don't like feeling helpless. If they have a plan even if it's not perfect, they don't feel like they're just existing by the continued grace of someone powerful enough to wipe them out - sort of like how you described your people feeling about the elves, it forces one to be so small and my brothers can't do it very well -
I wish you'd met them in better times, we're usually very generous people in every sense. My father and brother dying and me being worse than dead was so hard.
I bet killing the Enemy will help. And then if he thinks this is real he'll kill himself and that will not help. But.
Yeah. I meant in the meantime, though. They seem to be having trouble with the idea that things won't just go right back to how they were, and I know you plan on basically pretending that they have, but that sounds really hard if you have to do it all the time and with people who know you well.