Yrael snorts lightly. "I'm not surprised the princeling didn't mention it. Free Magic is not the benign, socially-acceptable magic of the Charter. It is chaotic, and often misrepresented as evil by those who do not understand it."
Chaos is not evil. The breaking down of order is not evil. Entropy is not evil. It just is.
That Free Magic is the natural magic of the world, the magic from which the Charter was woven, tends to be forgotten.
"We might speak more about it over supper, perhaps," he suggests, glancing at the nearby tower of the St. Louis cathedral by Jackson Square, ostensibly to check the time on the clock there. "We should probably begin making our way that direction, in any case. The restaurant is a few blocks east of here, and we'll have the crowd to contend with between here and there."
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Chaos is not evil. The breaking down of order is not evil. Entropy is not evil. It just is.
That Free Magic is the natural magic of the world, the magic from which the Charter was woven, tends to be forgotten.
"We might speak more about it over supper, perhaps," he suggests, glancing at the nearby tower of the St. Louis cathedral by Jackson Square, ostensibly to check the time on the clock there. "We should probably begin making our way that direction, in any case. The restaurant is a few blocks east of here, and we'll have the crowd to contend with between here and there."