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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6361403" data-attributes="member: 40413">Harper, Thyrsus mage[section][align=left]http://imageshack.com/a/img839/2815/6pad.jpg[/align]Harper is still obsessing over his failure Monday morning.  He spends the entire morning in his little room with the door closed practicing ritual casting with his second sight spell.  By the time he finishes with that it is past noon and the emptiness of his belly gnaws at him.  He will not ask anyone for food, though.  He'd rather starve but he won't have to; there is a place Old Pete showed him where there was food that wasn't too off.  In the afternoon he wanders.  It's almost aimless but he has the feeling he is searching for something.  Sometimes Crow flies along with him at other times Crow is off wherever Crow get to.  And he thinks: ritual spells, white bear kachina, Crow (could Crow help him cast spells?), tass, and swords, which he thought seemed a bit... affected for a mage's tool.  Maybe a knife, like the Barlow pocketknife he carried that used to be his father's... Tuesday and Wednesday passed in much the same manner. [/section]</blockquote>