Although Aurora attempted to take the tea straight, she did find it quite bitter, and digressed from the normal process when given sugar. 140 years, and still she had not developed the taste for straight tea. A shame really, but at least that was very much the least of her problems. The greater of the problems was trying to explain things without going into greater detail about herself, although it may prove impossible.
"The rites are part of our job description, yes, although there is much more to it than that. Your rank is dependent on a number of factors, only one of which is magical ability. The head archivist of the Concordia library is well over 700 years old, but technically holds a rank higher than mine, despite having almost no magical ability at all."
Those names were popping up again, and despite not having much of a clue on what these nicknames were, she took a guess, although it could very well end up being wrong.
"I'm still not sure about nameless ones or lightning people, but if anything, they could refer to the Hollow Ones and the Order of Hermes, respectively. The first is a pseudo-tradition that doesn't hold a council seat, and the latter holds the seat of forces. They're more like the wizards you hear about in fiction nowadays."
The kind of mage that enjoyed flinging fireballs, lightning, ice, you name it. If it was elemental or kinetic in nature, the Order knew about it. They were the more flashy of the traditions, whilst hers was among the most subtle instead. Aurora sipped her now slightly cooled and sweetened tea, quite satisfied of its taste.
"I would be happy to share what I know, although from what I've seen of your sanctum so far, our paradigms are quite different. You would get knowledge, but the practical application you would have to teach yourself. You'll also understand I not show you everything. Some bits are probably best left out of those not of the tradition."
"The rites are part of our job description, yes, although there is much more to it than that. Your rank is dependent on a number of factors, only one of which is magical ability. The head archivist of the Concordia library is well over 700 years old, but technically holds a rank higher than mine, despite having almost no magical ability at all."
Those names were popping up again, and despite not having much of a clue on what these nicknames were, she took a guess, although it could very well end up being wrong.
"I'm still not sure about nameless ones or lightning people, but if anything, they could refer to the Hollow Ones and the Order of Hermes, respectively. The first is a pseudo-tradition that doesn't hold a council seat, and the latter holds the seat of forces. They're more like the wizards you hear about in fiction nowadays."
The kind of mage that enjoyed flinging fireballs, lightning, ice, you name it. If it was elemental or kinetic in nature, the Order knew about it. They were the more flashy of the traditions, whilst hers was among the most subtle instead. Aurora sipped her now slightly cooled and sweetened tea, quite satisfied of its taste.
"I would be happy to share what I know, although from what I've seen of your sanctum so far, our paradigms are quite different. You would get knowledge, but the practical application you would have to teach yourself. You'll also understand I not show you everything. Some bits are probably best left out of those not of the tradition."