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"A spell designed to draw forth only the most honourable and righteous heroes." [He reads the line with eyes downcast, before looking to the camera. There's amusement in his eyes, and a faint quirk to his mouth.] It's quite a lofty claim, isn't it? I wonder what mettle those of us 'magicdrafted' are made of. In fact, I confess, this is quite outside the boundaries of what I considered possible.
[Duly cowed, he looks down for a moment before continuing, somewhat more thoughtfully.]
And yet, here we are, and the parallels remain quite compelling. The usefulness of such a thing can hardly be denied - inconvenient as it may be. [The admonishment lacks any vitriol, suggesting that whatever inconvenience this is to Schneizel, it is but a mild one. That couldn't be further from the truth.]
It seems I'll be offering a class for the duration of my stay here. [He sounds considering, and pauses a moment before continuing.] Advanced Counter-magic. I should hope it goes without saying that only those with marked interest need attend. I have no intent to tolerate wasted time. Our situation is a little precarious for that, isn't it?
Still, in the mean time - [The commuter moves with a mere sweep of his wand to show the desk. A chess board is set in front of him. The pieces appear to be mutely heckling each other from opposite sides. Schneizel eyes them a moment, critically, then smiles.] - perhaps someone will indulge me?
[Duly cowed, he looks down for a moment before continuing, somewhat more thoughtfully.]
And yet, here we are, and the parallels remain quite compelling. The usefulness of such a thing can hardly be denied - inconvenient as it may be. [The admonishment lacks any vitriol, suggesting that whatever inconvenience this is to Schneizel, it is but a mild one. That couldn't be further from the truth.]
It seems I'll be offering a class for the duration of my stay here. [He sounds considering, and pauses a moment before continuing.] Advanced Counter-magic. I should hope it goes without saying that only those with marked interest need attend. I have no intent to tolerate wasted time. Our situation is a little precarious for that, isn't it?
Still, in the mean time - [The commuter moves with a mere sweep of his wand to show the desk. A chess board is set in front of him. The pieces appear to be mutely heckling each other from opposite sides. Schneizel eyes them a moment, critically, then smiles.] - perhaps someone will indulge me?