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"Does that surprise you? That man's about as stubborn as a mule made of bricks." He replied with a laugh.

She chuckled at that "Don't know him too well myself." She admitted, rook was not the type to get any old sickness or injury treated, he'd ussually try to brew his own remedy in potion form with whatever he could find, with.... varying success

"Yes well make an effort to get to know him please, for his own good." He replied with a charming grin.

"Well I'll be tending to him while he recovers, so couldn't avoid it if I tried" She said with a small smile "Now get to the mess hall, I don't want to hear about you skipping meals if you're going to ignore my advice on your pt you need all the energy you can get" She said sternly

"Of course of course , a pleasure as always m'lady." He smirked devilishly as he took her hand and left a gentle kiss on it's surface , than strolled off with purpose.

He definitely caught a small blush on his way out.

(skip again?

(sure , u do it this time)

At the end of two weeks in the middle of the night Rooks eyes finally opened and the artillery mage shot to his feet "FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS I LAY DORMANT!" He announced to the most likely medical tent. Then he smiled and shook his head, he felt amazing energy not in the magical sense, but the energy of life and soul surged through him bringing a bright grin to his face; soon Syndr would hear a loud and impatient knocking at her door.

There was only one person so snooty they'd knock this many times in under two minutes , Syndr moved to the door almost quicker then Rook could realize and as she swung it open almost knocked him clean on his ass.

"Well that's a fine welcome" He said sarcastically but had a broad grin he was in too good a mood to muster indignance "Glad to see you missed me"

His snark is repayed with a bone crushing hug.

"GAH" He exclaimed when he heard a cracking "Too tight, release me savage" He demanded, but the "Savage" part was punctuated with a half teasing smile, she may have been a savage a female with a sword honestly what civilized people would come up with that and rook was honest with her about his thoughts on such things, but that was part of her charm in his eyes.

"This Savage will rip your nose off with her teeth if u ever do that again." She replied with a big dumb grin as she set him down.

He claps her on the shoulder, and says "When we're done with the whole army thing we need to pay my dear father a visit..." He clearly had memory what had happened. Despite remembering the experience, he was no longer cold or hollow seeming, though he was calm and composed in an aristocratic fashion; not the commanding aristocrat, but the bookish and wine loving sort.

"Yes , Him.....I will reckon with him. She replied , a dark almost frightening scowl spreading across her bronze features.

"In the meantime... I need to acquire a few books, this place is giving me theories..." He said brightly back to his old self

"Oh god right you and your paper scrabbles." She replied with a heavy roll of her eyes.

"My notes are a literary masterpiece." Rook said in a self assured manner "And it is my duty to provide materials to help educate the ignorant masses"

"Scribbles yes very important." She replied in a mocking imitation of his voice.

"Literature changes the world." He said ever positive "And I need to establish some serious credentials if I am to be archmage some day

"Literature doesn't change the world , not really at least , ideas do yes...but not literature."

"And the most effective means of distributing ideas, and thesis to the widest audience for someone as charasmatic as me is what?" He asked patiently

"Well you've a point , but literature is simply a vessel , it's like giving credit to the gun and not the user."

"Well the vessel deserves some credit, because without it the ideas would not have been able to spread in the first place" Rook cheerfully explained to her "Thus it has changed the world by facilitating an exchange of ideas that may not have been possible otherwise"

"Hmmn , there's a point there I suppose."