"Don't anger a ward-witch, they'll draw a line in the dirt," some scoff derisively. "Don't anger a ward-witch," others mutter furtively. "They'll draw a line 'round your neck."
In some ways, they're even more regulated to being seen as mere tools than other disciplines of magic: shield this, ward that, connect X to Y to Z. In some circles they're even considered outright mundane, the magical equivalent of a blue-collar tradesperson. Nothing exotic and glamourous, just necessary even as the number of them waned over the years, over the decades.
Pela's happy to let those preconceptions work for her, smiling dutifully when expected. Born in a sunny southern colony, this is only the second time she's ever been to Somerset, but any excitement and indulgence she might have for the opportunity to see it again is blunted by the reason that she's here. Recalled by the State as part of an "asset review program", things were changing. Pela knows that she was likely to be reassigned somewhere far from her homeland, perhaps even here in Somerset.
She's not alone, arriving with a contingent of other magic users also from Eajorynn, although she's the only ward-witch among them. Their group is guided in for processing while the necessary administration is handled, and Pela takes the opportunity to look around while waiting her turn.
WE'RE WINGING IT HERE WE GO
"Don't anger a ward-witch, they'll draw a line in the dirt," some scoff derisively. "Don't anger a ward-witch," others mutter furtively. "They'll draw a line 'round your neck."
In some ways, they're even more regulated to being seen as mere tools than other disciplines of magic: shield this, ward that, connect X to Y to Z. In some circles they're even considered outright mundane, the magical equivalent of a blue-collar tradesperson. Nothing exotic and glamourous, just necessary even as the number of them waned over the years, over the decades.
Pela's happy to let those preconceptions work for her, smiling dutifully when expected. Born in a sunny southern colony, this is only the second time she's ever been to Somerset, but any excitement and indulgence she might have for the opportunity to see it again is blunted by the reason that she's here. Recalled by the State as part of an "asset review program", things were changing. Pela knows that she was likely to be reassigned somewhere far from her homeland, perhaps even here in Somerset.
She's not alone, arriving with a contingent of other magic users also from Eajorynn, although she's the only ward-witch among them. Their group is guided in for processing while the necessary administration is handled, and Pela takes the opportunity to look around while waiting her turn.