Aunt Addy was nudging him out of bed but not making it easy, that is to say. Slacker fished through his belongings trying to hurry and not miss breakfast, but nothing was where it was supposedly to be or where he'd last left it. Finally, he sluggishly made it to the table. Eating woke him up, and Slacker stood and drew his rapier and laid it on the table.
"You can magick this?" Slacker asked with wonder.
The Red Condor shrieked at Sir Darvig in full wrath. Wings flapped storms of fire across the sky. "The Mage-God grows in power swifter than it appears to Paladine. This I know. A warning," Sargonnas told Darvigl, "for you to give to Paladine in your prayers."
“I will,” Darvig uttered.