Before we go into questing, have I ever told you how I love mages?
I have this friend Shasta, who loves the trees so much he carriers one with him all the time. He's great, for a mage, you know. One can't be too picky with those who set everything into fire.
Nice people, those mages! I mean, when you give them a bunch of mobs and say 'Go', like throwing a stick for a dog, they go in nicely and obediently and burn the fat out of those mobs. You know how unhealthy fat is? He does such a great thing for those poor things.
Being a mage and wearing nice clothes makes him very strong and popular. He can enter any room and instantly pull everyone's eyes on him. And their hands too. Too bad they have stuff in their hands, like sticks, swords and other different pokers, but he still is the last man standing, unless he dies first, of course. That happens a lot too, he's almost as gifted as Us.
Being a mage is very simple, you just walk around and do that fire thing around you, burning everything and walk with asbesthos boots. But when it comes to killing mobs away, and staying next to friends, that seems to be too much to ask.
I do not know what I would do if I were a mage. Having only one skill is way too complex to me. I need a handful of skills and second handful of buffs and a third handful of potions to keep me alive. Hmm.. but where do I get that 3rd hand? Maybe that's why I die so often. Why did not I born as a tritraduntur ?
That means one with three hands, for those who are not into the secrets of Rogues. Maybe my 2 hands prove, that my mother has only two hands too? This is so good news, reduces the amount of suspects a bit.
Back to mages. I heard they can do some nice things like freeze a running man standing into his steps, but all I see around is some lightning and thunderstorms. So this looks like a confirmed myth to me.
Have you ever paid attention to their attributes? All filled with intelligence and other iivil majik stuff. For what? They still cannot hit a barn wall with that piece of tree they have in hand even when they are standing inside the barn and their both shoulders touching a wall. Talk about intelligence there!
No, In a barn, you need an axe. End of story. And the barn too.
I don't understand mages. And they don't know how to read, they confessed. So we're safe here.
Mages are like candles in a cake; not necessary at all, nice to have once a year and need to control them all the time. A nuisance.
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