TMI Tuesday!
Does he have a favorite spell?
It started as a child, he was playing tag with his cousins, running through the mazes of his parents' estate, perfect white pebbles crunching underfoot. Racing around a corner and right into the path of Mathine, his littlest cousin. There was no way he was going to be able to stop before slamming into her, so he threw up his hands to hopefully catch her instead.
The blue of the arcane flashed between them, a tear opening up, engulfing him in stride and releasing him on the other side of the path, sliding to a stop, his heels digging in, leaving lines behind in the gravel. Mathide turned silvery eyes upon him, “Whoa…” and in her distraction her sister ran forward and tagged her, “You’re it! No tag backs!” (Thank you for the question @losseignol )
