Chapter 1513 – Conversations With Mages

The Tower, located in the Golden City in the fourth stratum, is a house of learning and knowledge second to none in all of Pangera. Here it is that the most respected and prodigious minds debate and study all aspects of life on Pangera. Classes, monsters, mana, the Dungeon, diplomacy, governance, gardening, pot making and the appropriate decorations for end tables. There is no question the scholars of the Tower will not pursue to the ends of the world.

With a reputation for truly ferocious ‘discussions’, the Tower is not a place for the faint-hearted. If one is not prepared to defend their position with logic, reams of evidence, masterful rhetoric and a robust, red-faced screaming session, then they will have a short career indeed.

– Excerpt from “Living in the Tower” by Rathwyn Werilos

Rathwyn is essentially what someone would think about when picturing a mage. He has a long, grey-ish beard, aggressive eyebrows and piercing eyes. The image is slightly thrown off by the shorts and short-sleeved shirt he’s wearing, however.

Did this guy really come to the fifth for a holiday? Is there anything more insane than that?!

A mind bridge stretches out to me, and again, I can’t help but notice the quality of its construction. The weave is tight as a drum, near flawless. It snaps into place so smoothly it’s an almost totally different experience. This guy is damn good with his mind magic.

[Anthony, nice to see you well! Things were a little grim the last time we spoke.]

He’s smiling, but his tone is sincere. I can’t figure this guy out, just what the heck is going on here?

[Let’s not mention that unfortunate incident,] I say, waving an antenna in greeting. [Tension is still high in the Colony as a result of what happened that day.]

And there will be a price to pay. Oh yes, I haven’t forgotten, the Church of the Path is on my list, and the Silver City won’t come out unscathed.

[That’s sensible,] Rathwyn nods, stroking his beard with one hand while he holds his luggage with the other. [With peaceful relations prospering between the City and the Colony, there is no reason to dwell on the… unpleasantness.]

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[Rathwyn, you and your… fellows… look like you’re here on vacation. What in the name of heck are you doing in the fifth wearing shorts?]

His legs are as hairy as his face, for the record. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad, but all of the mages are dressed the same way. I swear one of them has palm trees, or something very much like them, printed all over his brightly coloured shirt. How is that even a thing!