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[laughbitterly]

No. Death is preferable to that.

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[wildnobility]

A trick -- is that what people suppose a display like fire at a man's fingertips is? It isn't entirely far from the truth, but it is only the crude, shallow summation of such. Alastair can't quite wrap his head around what Bernard is saying about this world's relationship with their gods, where one set of answers begs more new spiraling questions. He won't press on with any more queries, not just now. Word of mouth (and a very opinionated mouth, at that) and direct source material are two very different things, and any bard knows that.

"D'you lot still burn people for spawning fire an' rubbing herbs onto people then, or are they going to react as just as resistant and deluded as you?" It's something of a rhetorical question; with Bernard accusing him of being a fraud pulling some elaborate prestidigitation, it's not hard to assume he holds the most common reaction that Alastair would garner out in the open public. Thankfully for him, his skill and spell set are subtle manipulations.

Oh right, Bernard never caught onto that part, did he? Alastair's mouth creeps into a slow, wide smile, and he lets a dark gaze linger firmly on Bernard's sunken face before it finds something very fascinating about the ring he's idly polishing. "Hmmph, must be a damn good trick; saved you five quid and an ear'o yours being yammered right off your 'ead."