Michael
„If the mage was unable to control their spawn, there are no more to be found. If they dont possess the strength to control one, it should be impossible to cast forth another from the depths of oblivion. Before you ask- yes I study the arcane. Quite extensively might I add. And no, it was not me who called forth the atronarch."
Tony
He pinches the bridge of his nose, "You'd be surprised what some inexperienced mages can manage to do." He says, "I've seen quite a bit in my journies, and this isn't the worst of it." He nods, "I wasn't going to ask you if you did. The atronach came from the west, and you did not." He brushes the dirt off of his pants
Michael
„Fair point. When I was a lass ohhh the things I did" *She said a smile appearing as she reminisced about the old times when young her used magic with the jolly fun loving attitude of a child. And when her mother... When her mother was still among them ... Her mother killed by the same villagers that she had helped so many times across the years. Villagers bearing that cursed symbol of stendarr. Her blood was starting to boil in her veins. Desperately trying to fight the destructive rage arrising she turned away from the man*