"Because most of the time is terribly conspicuous. You're declaring yourself," The twist of a finger. "Nearer nobility than the common man."
Which will do, given the peculiarity of his position, and the nearness of l'Duc's patronage. Over the past few months the half-moon of Isaac's face has faded, no longer possible to guess the shape of his own affectation; whether tethered to some great house's design, or more boastfully unique.
(Word is easily had, if chance invokes his name. The Barony of Val Revin kept a mage until they didn't. Doesn't history repeat?)
"Join the Chantry, if you hate it. They go bare everywhere, naked as the day they were born," This is a warning: An Orlesian mage, unmasked, still declares a particular subservience. "But if you intend to walk anywhere between the glitz and gutter, I'd advise a tasteful swipe or two about the cheeks."
no subject
Which will do, given the peculiarity of his position, and the nearness of l'Duc's patronage. Over the past few months the half-moon of Isaac's face has faded, no longer possible to guess the shape of his own affectation; whether tethered to some great house's design, or more boastfully unique.
(Word is easily had, if chance invokes his name. The Barony of Val Revin kept a mage until they didn't. Doesn't history repeat?)
"Join the Chantry, if you hate it. They go bare everywhere, naked as the day they were born," This is a warning: An Orlesian mage, unmasked, still declares a particular subservience. "But if you intend to walk anywhere between the glitz and gutter, I'd advise a tasteful swipe or two about the cheeks."
Très bourgeoisie.