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Casimir watched him, thinking that was a good way to respond to the magic and perceive it. He nodded slightly. “This is making you sensitive to magic. I believe that I jumped ahead too much for your skill level and sensitivity. To understand magic, one must know what it is like.” He explained...

Casimir carefully watched him and registered when he picked up the guide. At least he was sensitive enough to the magic in order to, so he couldn’t help but feel slightly proud of him. “I did do something.” Casimir admitted. “There’s a path for you to follow to the egg. It’ll help you come in...

Casimir walked out with him and watched him try. He crossed an arm across his stomach and put the other hand over his mouth, trying to hide how amused he was. He knew that it was valuable magic training, even if the former slave was skeptical. He tried to choke back his laughter and eventually...

As Casimir read, he couldn’t help but think of the servants he encountered. Servants of the temple and castles. Those who cleaned buildings. Magic didn’t have to be drastic, and perhaps expecting him to start with fire and death was a bit…. drastic. Maybe it’d be best to start with organization...

Casimir mentally debated it. Perhaps it wasn’t the wisest to try to chain up a slave. He pressed his curled fingers against his lips as he thought. Perhaps it would be best not to attempt that again. He moved his fingers onto his forehead and shook his head a bit. “Alright. We will figure out...

Casimir watched his reaction, but he didn’t expect to be lunged at. He fell down against the sofa with the boy, and looked at him grab his shirt. His eyes widened, that wasn’t what he expected. As he pulled away, he put up a barrier so Luka wouldn’t be able to attack him again before making the...

Casimir heard him scoff and tried to process how he understood his suggestions. He wasn’t entirely sure with Luka, he was sort of a wild card to the mage. He thought of his question and honestly, he couldn’t say he ever had. If anything, he had been given too much freedom in life. He shook his...

Casimir stopped and looked at him, considering his options. He reflected back on what he knew about the now former slave. He pressed his pointer finger against his lips. “I imagine you feel a lot of anger, and we discussed revenge. So unfortunately for my house, you might be a good destruction...

Casimir let the moment of silence pass, taking the time to collect his thoughts and to find the words to explain the situation with his wife. He scratched his head a bit. “She died, yes. My wife has a very particular gift. She’s the most talented seer I ever met and my entire life’s goal since...

Casimir watched him for a moment, although he wasn’t judging him on his speed of reading. He might test him later on his comprehension but it wasn’t malicious. He wasn’t expecting an instant fix or expect him to suddenly grasp it. He felt that Luka didn’t show strong magical talent or have a...

He looked up and noticed the sofa was cleaned. It felt like a long time since he actually saw that sofa. He got up and found a bit of lavender oil and put it in the edges. “This’ll help you sleep and make it smell a bit better.” He commented as he did so, before tossing another cleaner blanket...

(Sorry I keep not getting notifications- shoot me a pm every now and then because I’m forgetful) He thought about the slaves. That made sense- them getting caught, them getting hurt, punished, so on and so forth. “You are literate, yet? I can give you a book and you can read it?” He...

“If not alchemy , would you rather spells? They’re useful. I believe that anybody can be a talented mage with a bit of effort and elbow grease. Patience helps too...” he commented and walked around. He felt like it was an impressive offer to make, one that he knew the slave might not receive...

“I cannot be the creator of some angry poultry. They would never lay eggs again if the person who pets them goes missing.—The breakfast was decent though. Given how few things you had access to. Eatable. More than I can say for my own food.” He said as he crossed his arms and watched him. He...

Casimir had half expected an answer or some sort of indication that he had been listening to his impressive monologue. He sort of apologized to the chickens and walked back with the teenager back to his house. Casimir stopped behind him when he stopped in the doorway, and sort of put a hand in...

Casimir just wanted to know what he was dealing with and who was searching for what in his neck of the woods. His eyes widened as he spoke to him. He figured the kid could use some time alone and ate in breakfast in peace before going out, pulling his hood over his head. It was easy to find him...

Casimir took a moment to consider whether he could change the weather or not. It was a simple enough magic spell to, but did he really want to? He scratched his head. It was a simple spell, but did he even fully remember it? He shrugged a bit in response. He paused when the kid sassed him...

"I was simply watching you sleep. I hope you don't mind that." He joked, seeming pleased with his own joke even if it only amused himself. He turned around to grab the basket of eggs. "The chickens had to be fed and their eggs gathered before I lost them... Part of my morning ritual" he said and...

"At least get on the sofa, kid." he said and sighed, but figured he needed to rest. He wondered where the kid would go from here if he left. Back into the arms of whatever shit situation he just came out of? He couldn't just kick the kid would. He went to bed thinking if he could use an...

Casimir heard that, and raised an eyebrow. He wasn’t going to take advantage of the kid who had clearly already been taken advantage of in life. He thought it was interesting that he didn’t know his age. What a coincidence- he thought- he also had forgotten his age already. He stopped to think...