[Purrelden promptly abandons the bootlaces for the string, batting at it and dancing around in her attempts to catch it. Anders smiles down at her before taking a seat himself and sipping his own tea.]

Every mage has a school they're strongest in, and a school they're weakest in. Often they're opposites. I'm a spirit healer, the strongest sort of healer there is, but I'm also good with the elemental schools and so on.

[He holds his free hand palm-up, and a small fireball appears above it, hovering.]

On the other hand, I couldn't cast an entropy spell if my life depended on it.