[Michael doesn't entirely believe there is such thing as worlds without magic so much as there are worlds whose inhabitants are largely unaware of it—his own had been one of them—but it's not a point worth arguing. If Aloy says she comes from a world without magic, then she comes from a world without magic.]
From your tone, I assume you prefer life that way.
[Another reason for her to be living out in the woods, perhaps? Not that there's anywhere in Abraxas that's totally free of magic, so far as he knows, but it must keep her away from most of the natives and their insistence on ritual and shrine offerings. That's about as free of the supernatural as it gets in Solvunn.
He arrives at the water's edge again, and pauses. Getting in the water with what might be a stinging jellyfish is probably a bad idea. Michael could heal himself with a snap of his fingers, but disentangling himself would be a whole other mess. Instead, he gently lobs the jellyfish a few feet ahead. It arcs through the air like a particularly wet mop head, tentacles trailing behind, and lands in the water with a soft plop.]
So what is the domain of someone who rejects magic like?
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From your tone, I assume you prefer life that way.
[Another reason for her to be living out in the woods, perhaps? Not that there's anywhere in Abraxas that's totally free of magic, so far as he knows, but it must keep her away from most of the natives and their insistence on ritual and shrine offerings. That's about as free of the supernatural as it gets in Solvunn.
He arrives at the water's edge again, and pauses. Getting in the water with what might be a stinging jellyfish is probably a bad idea. Michael could heal himself with a snap of his fingers, but disentangling himself would be a whole other mess. Instead, he gently lobs the jellyfish a few feet ahead. It arcs through the air like a particularly wet mop head, tentacles trailing behind, and lands in the water with a soft plop.]
So what is the domain of someone who rejects magic like?