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[stillshrill]

All right. Who besides me has got some echo or memory of doing magic? Real magic, not Houdini stage stuff.

And if you do ... how do you remember people around you taking it? Were you prized for it? Was it just another job, nothing remarkable? Or were you persecuted?

And to what extent, if you were. Minor inconvenience? or Puritan outrage. [ He forces a dry chuckle that doesn't reach his eyes. ] Never again the Burning Times, as they say.

Oh! And what did you use to wear when you were doing magic? Did you use equipment you weren't born with?

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[telvanni]

[ There's a fifteen-minute delay before the feed switches to video - Nathaniel had to go fetch a mirror, write his number on it and set it up by his staff enchanter. Time for some snooty English bullshit! ]

I stayed hidden out of convenience. I am working, and it is convenient to write in brief periods when my hands are not otherwise occupied.

But I live to indulge the curiosity of others. Do you believe in my lack of persecution yet?

[ He turns back to his staff enchanter with a huff. Suspended over it is a thoroughly stupid-looking walking cane with a horse's head carved in the top. IT'S HARD TO GET PROPER STAVES, OKAY. ]

[stillshrill]

[ Anders whistles. ] I like it! Is the horse symbolic of anything? Does it give you more horsepower?

[telvanni]

[ Have the most judging look in the entire world. Nathaniel spends a lot of time giving judging looks, and this is possibly one of his finest yet. ]

Really?

[stillshrill]

[ Judging looks tend to spur Anders on. ] Or is it more a metaphorical thing. Never look a gift horse in the mouth, as it were. Since it might shoot fireballs at you.

[telvanni]

Good lord. How old are you? Is the fact that you appear to be more than five years old merely an echo-based illusion?