He smiles fondly, patting the brass gauntlets like they were puppies he was particularly proud of. "Like that, huh? Made 'em myself. Part of the whole 'genius' inventor thing I mentioned earlier?"
Seconds later he's leaning forward in his seat. "And it sort of ties into being a storm mage, too. See, calling rain and lightning's great, right up until you're indoors or underground. Doesn't do a whole lot of good then."
One finger lifts. "Unless." And he taps the metal cuff. As it does, a little tendril of electricity seems to travel from the metal to his fingertip, before disappearing.
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He smiles fondly, patting the brass gauntlets like they were puppies he was particularly proud of. "Like that, huh? Made 'em myself. Part of the whole 'genius' inventor thing I mentioned earlier?"
Seconds later he's leaning forward in his seat. "And it sort of ties into being a storm mage, too. See, calling rain and lightning's great, right up until you're indoors or underground. Doesn't do a whole lot of good then."
One finger lifts. "Unless." And he taps the metal cuff. As it does, a little tendril of electricity seems to travel from the metal to his fingertip, before disappearing.