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Cudgel and Dowser were no different.
 
Cudgel and Dowser were no different.
  
'''''Speaking about Magic briefly.''''
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*''Speaking about Magic''
 
 
 
I've spoken very little about the magic of this world because it plays almost no part in the history of this place. True acts of magic are considered ridiculous once the witnesses age out. One would have to be an experienced sorcerer, like myself, and study the histories carefully to find examples where magic fudged the fates a bit. This Journal is not meant for the natives and you who read it are likely to have a more worldly view of magic and understand how it is viewed differently in different realms.
 
I've spoken very little about the magic of this world because it plays almost no part in the history of this place. True acts of magic are considered ridiculous once the witnesses age out. One would have to be an experienced sorcerer, like myself, and study the histories carefully to find examples where magic fudged the fates a bit. This Journal is not meant for the natives and you who read it are likely to have a more worldly view of magic and understand how it is viewed differently in different realms.
  
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Downhill magic and its powers are fairy tales.  Things parents use to frighten naughty children.  The great tales of the stage and the oratory of actors.  The guy down the street does not do magic!  When such knacks get too obvious they shy away.  Nervous.  Worried. This world does not have a "Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live" kind of paranoia but they don't like such people around.  
 
Downhill magic and its powers are fairy tales.  Things parents use to frighten naughty children.  The great tales of the stage and the oratory of actors.  The guy down the street does not do magic!  When such knacks get too obvious they shy away.  Nervous.  Worried. This world does not have a "Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live" kind of paranoia but they don't like such people around.  
  
'''''That brings us to [[Dowser of Veksvale]]''''
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*That brings us to Dowser.
  
 
Whatever family they left behind had decided the boy's power was too obvious to ignore.  Too far from the ordinary.  
 
Whatever family they left behind had decided the boy's power was too obvious to ignore.  Too far from the ordinary.  
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In time he could detect leaks in barrels, and locations for wells.  When he caused a dry well to fill, they began to get scared of him.
 
In time he could detect leaks in barrels, and locations for wells.  When he caused a dry well to fill, they began to get scared of him.
  
After a long series of desperate escapes they found their way Uphill.  In Hinterhigh they were certainly more accommodating to the boy.  Being able to find a good place to sink a well to pure water is a useful talent even in a water rich region like Hinterhigh.  But since there was some concern about pursuit they sent them further uphill to Veksvale and told them to ask for me.
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After a long series of desperate escapes they found there way Uphill.  In Hinterhigh they were certainly more accommodating to the boy.  Being able to find a good place to sink a well to pure water is a useful talent even in a water rich region like Hinterhigh.  But since there was some concern about pursuit they sent them further uphill to Veksvale and told them to ask for me.
  
 
I made them welcome as i usually did.  His father told me harrowing tales of his strange son.  I watched Cudgel clench his fist and pound the table and it rocked as only a few strong men can make it move. The fathers strength caught my eye as unusual.  I was curious and inspected the boy.  I immediately knew why his knack for water was so strong.
 
I made them welcome as i usually did.  His father told me harrowing tales of his strange son.  I watched Cudgel clench his fist and pound the table and it rocked as only a few strong men can make it move. The fathers strength caught my eye as unusual.  I was curious and inspected the boy.  I immediately knew why his knack for water was so strong.

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