Part 623: Miriel B

I'm sorry, Miriel. But I can't show you any more curses.

How disappointing. My research is nearly ready for peer review.

Yeah, well, Robin got mad at me. She said I'm not allowed to randomly curse people anymore. Pfft.

Fortunately, I've already collected enough data to posit a tentative theory of hexing.

You have? That's great! I cast hexes all the time, and I've never come up with ONE theory about them.

Hex casting is the art of unleashing magic through a series of movements. It is the ritual that grants efficacy, rather than tomes or staves.

Well, yeah, sure. I just never thought it was all that exciting.

Even more fascinating is the extent of your own thaumaturgic energy. If my calculations are correct, you are able to release huge quantities of magical force.

Nya ha ha! Oh, stop it, Miriel! You'll make me blush. Although it's pretty much true. When it comes to hexing folks, I'm the master. Why, this one time at mage camp, I killed 100 people with one curse!

I am not privy to the location of this "mage camp." And when exactly did this catastrophe take place?

Er, I don't remember when. ...Or where exactly. But it totally could have happened.

In any case, I am most anxious to investigate the extent of your powers. Will you permit me to carry out additional tests and observations?

Sure! You can watch me in action for as long as you like.