un: qishan | audio (some time shortly after the cooking mishap)

[silverneedles]

Some among us, both living and not, have been reeling from complications induced by an unfortunate meal.

While there is little I can do to help Lord Arha and his men, I can offer medicinal teas, brewed with what herbs we have. Mazyar was polite enough to offer more herbs, and anything I brew will be free, as compared to his teas.

If you are not so indisposed, the soldiers accompanying us seem to benefit from conversation.

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[lancifolium]

We can venture together once we arrive if you like. It might be wise not to go looking alone, regardless - being in a strange city and all.

Magic was entirely kept from non-magical people, wizards had their own society and kept to it. There had been some violence towards magical folk that made them pull away and decide to keep themselves secret. It's a bit of a shame, magical medicine would help so many people.

[silverneedles]

I would welcome your company. It would be better for us to venture out together, at least when we first arrive.

In my world, cultivators were well-known and respected, even among the common people. Did ghosts and demons leave the non-magical people alone?

[lancifolium]

Agreed, while I'm sure neither of us is helpless, I don't know what we'll find, and good company is a wonderful consolation to his hard journey.

In the cases where something magical bothered someone who wasn't usually the wizarding community caught wind and sent someone in disguise to sort it out. There's a whole branch of people who make careers out of it.

[silverneedles]

Especially in a new city.

Your people allowed this? Even encouraged it? Such a divide seems impractical in the world, especially if you are trying to assist the common people.

[lancifolium]

It's just got to be nicer than the farm, right?

It's the source of much debate and contention where I come from, never mind the way people look down on magical people who come from families who aren't magical. I would talk forever on the matter if allowed to be honest.

[silverneedles]

One can hope.

Lunch, one day? In which you can discuss the politics of your world. I am curious about them.