"Oh your world has those kinds of Warlocks! Well, simple answer is yes, detailed answer is no," he remarks, clasping his hands together behind his back and tossing his head in effort ( and failure ) to get messy waves and curls of copper away from his forehead.
"Becoming a Warlock where I'm from is a complex and quite nearly accidental process. You can study your entire life and call yourself a warlock or wizard or what have you, but unless you stumble upon some of the true secrets of the universe, what you do and what you can do are entirely different. There have been many people claiming to be powerful practitioners but are really just...dabblers? You don't need to swear yourself to anyone or anything to discover an aptitude for the arts, but it's something of an addiction, for the best analogy. You get a taste, you need more, you start searching for increasingly costly fixes, and one day you fall into the trap of bartering with higher powers for things otherwise inaccessible to you. I was quite an accomplished Warlock, but after a while, I ran out of things to procure. So I bartered for more. I got it," he pauses, sucking his teeth noisily and offering a small shrug.
"At any rate, I'm indebted to an abyssal power I'm not sure how to negotiate back with. I wouldn't call it a pact, per se; there's no continuing benefit I receive. But we are linked indefinitely until I figure out something to ante up with. The price only gets higher from there."
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"Becoming a Warlock where I'm from is a complex and quite nearly accidental process. You can study your entire life and call yourself a warlock or wizard or what have you, but unless you stumble upon some of the true secrets of the universe, what you do and what you can do are entirely different. There have been many people claiming to be powerful practitioners but are really just...dabblers? You don't need to swear yourself to anyone or anything to discover an aptitude for the arts, but it's something of an addiction, for the best analogy. You get a taste, you need more, you start searching for increasingly costly fixes, and one day you fall into the trap of bartering with higher powers for things otherwise inaccessible to you. I was quite an accomplished Warlock, but after a while, I ran out of things to procure. So I bartered for more. I got it," he pauses, sucking his teeth noisily and offering a small shrug.
"At any rate, I'm indebted to an abyssal power I'm not sure how to negotiate back with. I wouldn't call it a pact, per se; there's no continuing benefit I receive. But we are linked indefinitely until I figure out something to ante up with. The price only gets higher from there."