Morrigan didn't oft dine within taverns, but sometimes she was seated in a corner, studying the people around her. It was still her favorite past-time, and she'd likely never give it up. Some people bird-watched... others, well, they people-watched.
She always found an interesting character or two, especially those using magic to hide who or what they were. Fascinating; though Morrigan was without her magic, she could still sense magic. She just couldn't act on it. It was almost as annoying as the five-year-old that was born from the resurrection.
But this magician was blatant with their use of magic; knocking cups over, and other visible pranks, that had Morrigan studying the people in the tavern just a bit closer, until she finally picked out a face she didn't know.
And she moved across the tavern, to settle in a seat across from the stranger.
She always found an interesting character or two, especially those using magic to hide who or what they were. Fascinating; though Morrigan was without her magic, she could still sense magic. She just couldn't act on it. It was almost as annoying as the five-year-old that was born from the resurrection.
But this magician was blatant with their use of magic; knocking cups over, and other visible pranks, that had Morrigan studying the people in the tavern just a bit closer, until she finally picked out a face she didn't know.
And she moved across the tavern, to settle in a seat across from the stranger.
Playing with peoples' heads isn't very nice.
05-09-2024, 08:03 PM
