Ranara and her little daughter Azabel move to Urtho's Tower when the latter can say six words ("up", "mama", "milk", "no", "now", and "please") and hasn't started to walk yet. Ranara sets up to teach little children to read, ones who don't have evident Gifts yet - Ranara herself has Mindspeech, is all, with about a classroom's worth of range. Azabel sits in on classes, worn on her mother's back or later plopped in a corner with toys or, when she's only four, plopped in a corner with a book, younger than the other kids in the class. When Azabel has in fact sat through her mother's curriculum she is turned somewhat loose, to walk very carefully up and down and around the Tower, exploring.
"I thought he did a good job. He - I don't know, he smiled at people at the right times? I think he made people feel more like they could say interesting things and not get weird looks about it."
Aza doubles back and asks the teacher if there's a list of topics so she could maybe do some reading in advance and have better prepared remarks.
"Oh! Yes, of course. I prefer not to- run it on a fixed schedule, I look to see what sort of mood the class is in, but I can give you the usual list."
The usual list includes:
- What the laws and enforcement should be on un-Gifted people faking mage-gift, or on weaker mages passing themselves off as much stronger than they are.
- Relatedly, whether Tantara ought to use more credential systems for mages. Or fewer. Apparently this is controversial.
- The ethics of creating species. Hertasi and gryphons as examples.
- Whether and how young untrained mages ought to be punished for accidental use of magic causing harm or death
- Whether there are ever any ethical uses of Final Strike
- Whether there are ever any ethical uses of various magics classified as "dark" and illegal in Tantara, like demon summoning
"Hmm. There's a whole legal section in the library, if you want to know what the laws are for those topics, but to be honest they are quite dry. I could recommend you these books on the history of hertasi and their creation - there are not any on gryphons, Urtho's notes on that are unpublished." He gives her some titles.
She nods and thanks the teacher again and wanders in the direction of Urtho's office till she expects a hertasi will know whether he's very busy.
"I see. He's in his Work Room right now - do you want me to tell you when I expect him to be less busy?"
"Wait here, Miss Azabel!" The hertasi bustles off, and comes back a few minutes later to tell her that Master Urtho has a committee meeting this afternoon but he should be in his office and not especially busy tomorrow morning.
(Unfortunately Azabel has weather-magic class scheduled for the morning tomorrow.)
"He doesn't have anything on his calendar for that, but - is there anything I could note down about why you want to?"
"We're going to talk about making species in class, and he hasn't published his notes about gryphons!"
"So you want to ask him yourself! How proactive! And I think he will find it quite flattering, so I can mark that in on his calendar."
Urtho is in the process of being nudged over by a polite but insistent hertasi from his desk to the conference room next door, where lunch appears to be laid out for both of them. He looks absentmindedly confused about this, but his expression clears when he sees her, and he smiles. "Azabel! You asked to eat with me today, I heard, how delightful."