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ManaAs his dreams slowly began to fade away and reality crept in, Szeth shot bolt upright in his bed. It had been a few days since he had tended to the sick in the cathedral, and he had managed to make enough money to find himself temporary accommodation and food. Work had been hard to come by in the days following. He had found that with his recent bout of amnesia, he had lost most, if not all, of his former skills with the magic of his people. This meant two things. Firstly, Szeth felt more vulnerable than any time he can remember as an adult. Second, he wasn't going to be able to find well paying work any time soon until he recovered his memories and regained his skills. Still, pride can not easily be tamed, and Szeth wasn't much willing to take the menial work that he had been offered thus far. Even dignity has it's limits though, and as Szeth stared at the almost empty bag of jewels on his bedside cabinet, he knew that it was time to drop the pride and get out to make some cash.
Throughout the week he had been asking around for work, something suitable for a mage. Of course, with his recent loss of his memory and abilities, he wasn't much of a mage anymore, but Szeth was not about to go and spread word of this. He'd heard of various odd jobs about the city: catch this, deliver that, wash this, but he still felt himself above all that. One thing however stood out more than anything else. Repeatedly he'd been told that the local school was always in need of help, and they tended not to ask all that many questions as long as one was willing to offer a hand in whatever they needed. It seemed that this school would be Szeth's destination today. It was either that, or sleep on the streets. One small hit to the pride to avoid a massive one.
[WC 337]
Throughout the week he had been asking around for work, something suitable for a mage. Of course, with his recent loss of his memory and abilities, he wasn't much of a mage anymore, but Szeth was not about to go and spread word of this. He'd heard of various odd jobs about the city: catch this, deliver that, wash this, but he still felt himself above all that. One thing however stood out more than anything else. Repeatedly he'd been told that the local school was always in need of help, and they tended not to ask all that many questions as long as one was willing to offer a hand in whatever they needed. It seemed that this school would be Szeth's destination today. It was either that, or sleep on the streets. One small hit to the pride to avoid a massive one.
[WC 337]
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