[Ebalon thinks he should clap for her flashy transformation; she strikes him as the type to bow. He doesn't do this, and the thought exits almost as soon as it occurs to him.]
Many years of study, truth be told.
[Ebalon is a young-looking man, looking being the operative term here; he's somewhere around the age of "can legally drink in like, Germany" appearance-wise. This is the sort of man who will inevitably have to be ID'ed if he goes to the bar. Assuming, of course, this is a normal rule-abiding ship.
None of that necessarily matters to Ebalon, since he can tell just by the differences in technology that he's in a spacetime anomaly of some sort within another world. This is not his first rodeo with the fundamentals of Henir — he simply has to wonder if Henir is responsible for this or not. That aside...]
Back home, I am what people call a "Master", one who is considered a savant his respective element and therefore is a protectorate over the world at large. Before that, however, I got my start within a university for mages of sorts known as Seven Tower.
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Many years of study, truth be told.
[Ebalon is a young-looking man, looking being the operative term here; he's somewhere around the age of "can legally drink in like, Germany" appearance-wise. This is the sort of man who will inevitably have to be ID'ed if he goes to the bar. Assuming, of course, this is a normal rule-abiding ship.
None of that necessarily matters to Ebalon, since he can tell just by the differences in technology that he's in a spacetime anomaly of some sort within another world. This is not his first rodeo with the fundamentals of Henir — he simply has to wonder if Henir is responsible for this or not. That aside...]
Back home, I am what people call a "Master", one who is considered a savant his respective element and therefore is a protectorate over the world at large. Before that, however, I got my start within a university for mages of sorts known as Seven Tower.