Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
"Well, no. But we should know whether my kind of Elf can learn it and if we can we should know whether they fork with the ability and so I ought to give it a try."
"Sorry, I had you down as 'already has some kind of project' but maybe you stopped having one when I was distracted." Books for chip Elves.
"I have a couple of concerns though honestly a low-level wizard can't do that much more murder than a civilian with a weapon and impunity."
"...I'll take some books too, I might drop it when I can go back to my people but I'm not doing much right now."
The lot of them settle in to learn wizardry.
Some people scry for the long-lost Elves and Dwarves. Most of these scries fail. One of them does not.