Of Men and Mugic: Chapter One - Reasons
"I want learn how to cast Mugic for real."
Tiaane blinked. That was a rather unusual request for a human. "And what caused you to want to learn such an obscure art, Adam?"
Adam sat down. "I guess I just want to stop feeling useless. I want to help you, and pretty much everyone else, whenever there's a problem, but when the problem is a large creature flinging fireballs everywhere, there's nothing I can do."
Tiaane set his scroll down. "So who threw a Flame Orb at you recently?"
"Pyrithion." Adam chuckled. "Guess why."
Tiaane shook his head, laughing. "If I have to guess, then I say that you said 'fish bait' or 'worm'."
Adam nodded, and his face fell again. Tiaane pondered a bit, and added, "You are not useless. Remember, you beat Qwun with your bare hands. It was rather humiliating for him if I recall correctly."
"That doesn't really count, you know," Adam muttered, "because he was taking it easy on me."
Tiaane was quiet for a while, then stood. "Come with me," he stated, and left the tent.
The sun was still high in the sky outside, but the lake kept the air around cool. Tiaane looked over at Adam. "Before we go any futher, I have a question to ask. Did you walk through the Dust Plains to get here?"
"Yeah." Adam felt his hair, which was full of sand from the desert. He brushed it out, returning it to its natural black color.
"Then I suggest you 'scan' this place so you can return here without delays while I teach you."
Adam smiled. "Thank you, Professor Tiaane."
Tiaane chuckled. "Just call me Tiaane, please."
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In case you're wondering, I like to start my stories with "Chapter Zero" rather than "Chapter One".
