"They were nice beneath the armour." At least his had been, miserable as he'd been when he'd travelled with them. "They carried me when I got tired, and one of them tried to help me with my seasickness. I know some mages are brought in badly, but most of them aren't, and if they are those templars should be dealt with. They're supposed to protect us, not hurt us.

"Besides, the feeling when you get to a tower... to be surrounded by so many mages. To get to grow up with children who share your abilities. Not just a few. Everyone. Except the templars, I suppose, but they're needed too. It's worth the delay before you start learning. I wish every mage could have that opportunity."

His tone is wistful. He misses his home more than every when he thinks about it, especially the good aspect. Things had been increasingly tense in the last few years, but it hadn't always been that way.