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WHO: Harry Potter and OPEN
WHAT: Realising that a cracked wand is no good for fighting demons, Harry seeks out some mages who might be wiling to teach him how to fight with a staff.
WHEN: Throughout the day
WHERE: Warden Camp and Skyhold Proper
NOTES: This post is specifically for him to begin to learn Thedas style magic BUT it also functions as a general OPEN post which means even if your character isn't a mage feel free to reply to ask him why he's looming around or to just say hi!

Skyhold

He's learned by now that his wand is not reliable anymore and it pains him to even try to cast spells and risk it breaking completely again. He doesn't have the Elder Wand to fix it this time and he can't risk losing it completely again. It feels as if a part of him has cracked and he feels real remorse over not being able to easily use magic. It's almost as if his senses had been dulled.

Eventually, though, he realizes that he might be able to use the staff based magic that the mages here use. He won't be floating teacups across the room any time soon but it's better than being defenseless. He knows enough by now to know that he can't just make a declaration that he wants to learn magic here without some people misunderstanding his motives so he doesn't make a loud announcement using the crystals.

Instead, he spends the day around where he's learned some mages meet to teach and learn. Maybe if one of them doesn't seem as busy he can ask for help.

Warden Camp

He also treks his way to the Warden Camp because he knows that they have mages there and tend not to be as distrustful of them. At least, that's what he's heard about them. He's still having trouble remembering all the different factions of Thedas and keeping which ones hate which other groups straight.

It's the first time he's ever been to the camp so he also can't help but feel a level of curiosity. He volunteered to help bring them supplies so his visit isn't too awkward and once he's done unloading it (again wishing for the use of his wand so that he could just float the crates where they need to be) he wanders a little deeper into the camp to see if he can find any Warden mages.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Harry's ambition is commendable and Thingol would offer him aid if he knew magic. As it stands, he is likely striking to the young Wizard by himself without magic added into the equation. He stands at six feet and eight inches tall - a shorter height than he is accustomed to (he is usually eight feet tall) - his hair is pure silver and falls in a cascade down his back. His robes are ornate and there is a sword sheathed at his hip.

Oh and his ears are pointed, signaling that he is indeed an Elf - though not an Elf of this world.

"You seem to be on a mission."

Harry's eyes widen a bit at the sight of the elf. He's gotten very used to the sight of all sorts of people not just from being in Thedas but from back home but that doesn't take the impact away from the beauty standing before him.

"Err..." he started and felt stupid and sluggish for a moment before he cleared his throat. "I'm afraid so. I was hoping to find a teacher."

Thingol was patient, smiling pleasantly as the child found his words. Harry was older than Túrin had been when he had been brought to Doriath for his own safety, but he was still young by Elven standards. As such he was precious to the Elven-King and Lord of Beleriand.

"A teacher in what subject might I inquire?"

"Magic," he admitted easily enough. The elves here tended not to distrust magic as much as the humans, though he couldn't be entirely sure that would be the case here. Still, it felt weird to lie or try to hide the truth from Thingol for some reason.

"I'm a wizard but my magic doesn't come as easily in Thedas. I was hoping to see if I could learn how to use magic here."

"You look far too young to be a Wizard." but Thingol knew he could not trust his eyes in this strangest of lands, "The Wizards of Arda generally sport long beards, you see."

From his tone, he was more amused than suspicious.

"Naught comes easily in Thedas for those of us who are not native." his intense blue eyes fixed on Harry, reading his honesty, "I wish you luck, young one. But do be careful. There are those who would use you for their gain and leave you nothing in return."

"Some of the wizards from Earth do that too, once they get a bit older. I just finished my schooling." Well, mostly. He did have other priorities in what would have been his last year.

"And I know that, trust me." His voice was reassuring and he seemed grateful for the advice, but there was something in his tone that made it clear he knew not to be too trusting of strangers. "I'll be careful."

"A beard might be in your future!" his eyes sparkle in amusement, "Congratulations on your accomplishment. Education is essential for all the races." he pressed his lips together, frowning lightly, "I am sorry you know such a lesson, but perhaps it is best."

Children should be children. Thingol grew angry when that was taken from them. ~~Voldemort, fight him.~~