Such stunning displays! While the conjuration of a magical blade and its quick disappearance is an entertaining feat, Shade-Seeker's illusion of light sends Harrowheart scrambling toward the far side of the bench. Thankfully it's gone in short order and he's free to relax and enjoy the show until the demonstration has run its course.
He stands then, nodding, and turns to face Shade-Seeker. "That's real, real different from magic on my world," he says. "But I tell you what, if those are a baby Archmage's spells, whew! Folks'd consider you real powerful on Azeroth. You mind if I try explainin'?"
Doesn't matter if Shade-Seeker minds or not. It's happening. But Harrow prefaces anything he could have to say by crossing his arms over his chest and holding his hovering hands up, empty palms out in a placating manner.
"I know some magic, but I ain't a mage. Never been much for studyin', either. But I think I can explain it? See, on my world, we group magic by its elemental types. Most casters know one real well, maybe one or two others a little less. It's a sign of a real bright mind if you can whip up more than that."
"We got fire," he says, and begins to count the elements on his fingers. "Frost, arcane, nature, shadow, and light. Every kind of magic a person can do falls into those categories. I think everything you did would be arcane magic on my world, 'cept maybe the fire shield and the light. Light-worship's a religion where I come from."
Harrowheart and the Really Big Post
He stands then, nodding, and turns to face Shade-Seeker. "That's real, real different from magic on my world," he says. "But I tell you what, if those are a baby Archmage's spells, whew! Folks'd consider you real powerful on Azeroth. You mind if I try explainin'?"
Doesn't matter if Shade-Seeker minds or not. It's happening. But Harrow prefaces anything he could have to say by crossing his arms over his chest and holding his hovering hands up, empty palms out in a placating manner.
"I know some magic, but I ain't a mage. Never been much for studyin', either. But I think I can explain it? See, on my world, we group magic by its elemental types. Most casters know one real well, maybe one or two others a little less. It's a sign of a real bright mind if you can whip up more than that."
"We got fire," he says, and begins to count the elements on his fingers. "Frost, arcane, nature, shadow, and light. Every kind of magic a person can do falls into those categories. I think everything you did would be arcane magic on my world, 'cept maybe the fire shield and the light. Light-worship's a religion where I come from."