“When Tree Wind showed me her memory, I could almost hear the thoughts. I could feel they were happening but not what was being said.”
Waterstone considered him thoughtfully, “I wonder if we could teach it to you?”
“It is not a sorcerer’s ability as far as I know, but I would like to try. I haven’t had much formal training in magic, you know.”
The woodman frowned. “What? You must have. Don’t all sorcerers get training as part of their education? Especially you. How can you win a tournament with no training?”
Tarkyn grimaced as he shifted his position against the hard rock, “Tournaments are quite restrictive of the skills you can use. You don’t use much beyond shields and shafts of power. You mainly need good reflexes and some agility.”
“So why haven’t you had much formal training?”
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