The sky had darkened considerably. Street lights were just starting to turn on. I must have spent more time in there than I thought. I did my best to work out what had happened in there. I had seen a mage that had survived the breaking of the noble’s service as well as saved this very town and had a unique gift for reading talents, which I had never heard of beside a mage medi-table. I had been handed an enchanted item that seemed to place knowledge into directly into my head, also beyond my learning. I really needed to spend some time on enchant theory. With a flash of insight I realised, that it wasn't that different to how we implanted skills in golems or programmed certain systems. I just had never thought that it worked on living minds. Why, I had never realised was beyond me, other than the fact thinking wasn't how we were trained. Thought wasn't encouraged, mainly because it upset our emotional control. Which in turn affected our intellectual control of our power. I was different than most of the others I was trained with.
