For a mage it is a natural state of being - they are born of magic, they live and breath it. For a Templar - for a Knight Commander no less - it is ... odd. James would be the first to admit that he was distracted lately, and honestly it felt so much like Ostwick that he didn't even consider the consequences of such a thing until he finally had his head somewhat clear from the whole Cade fiasco.
Right now - as he was mentally composing a letter to all the damned Seekers, he felt the magic go - ping, ping, ping against his inner senses, and he stopped. dead in his tracks. There were glyphs. Glyphs everywhere. He stared at them, the faint outline of magic on his senses, and frowned, moving to follow them, papers in hand.
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For a mage it is a natural state of being - they are born of magic, they live and breath it. For a Templar - for a Knight Commander no less - it is ... odd. James would be the first to admit that he was distracted lately, and honestly it felt so much like Ostwick that he didn't even consider the consequences of such a thing until he finally had his head somewhat clear from the whole Cade fiasco.
Right now - as he was mentally composing a letter to all the damned Seekers, he felt the magic go - ping, ping, ping against his inner senses, and he stopped. dead in his tracks. There were glyphs. Glyphs everywhere. He stared at them, the faint outline of magic on his senses, and frowned, moving to follow them, papers in hand.