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Telim

  1. High Mage Telim
  2. Magus Telim
  3. Thief of Tables
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Last mentioned in chapter

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1.47 R “It’s why you don’t see many fat mages—well, at least among mages who actually use their spells in combat. You should meet one of the [Mages] in Wistram, Telim…anyways. After a really exhausting battle, I’ve eaten an entire ham by myself.”
7.29 B “Archmage Feor was quite impressed with the results, Magus Telim. There is a factual understanding behind the shadow-theory.”
7.29 B Telim waved this away. He was middle-aged, in his late fifties at least. His brown beard was a symbol of his good hair—it might have been dyed.
7.29 B “I’m sure Elena would love to help you, uh, High Mage Telim. But—”
7.29 B The [Mage] squirmed as the two jostled for place in the hallway. A Golem, made of stone and pushing a cart full of books walked past them, and some students stared. Telim’s face turned red. Then he muttered a spell.
7.29 B And [High Mage] Telim was a powerful [Mage]. Or at least, good enough to cast a single spell. He adjusted his robes over his stomach and pushed the door open. He glanced at Aaron irritably as a voice floated towards them.
7.29 B Inside, on the beach, Sidney was speaking for the first time. She held the ball of [Light] and shivered. Shivered uncontrollably. Telim paused in the open door leading to the stone hallway. He heard the girl’s voice.
7.29 B High Mage Telim backed out of the doorway. He turned and Aaron saw his sick, horrified face for a second. Then the man ran. He got a dozen paces before he vomited in the hallway. Aaron stared at his back. The man had tears in his eyes.
7.29 B A few minutes later, Telim stared into the beach room. People were comforting Sidney as best they could. High Mage Telim’s face was very pale.
7.29 B A few minutes later, Telim stared into the beach room. People were comforting Sidney as best they could. High Mage Telim’s face was very pale.
7.29 B Even the stories had horrified the man. Aaron hadn’t expected that. But Telim was not a [Battlemage]. Or even used to combat. He shuddered as Aaron nodded.
7.29 B He passed a hand over his face. And tears—Aaron saw them trickling down the man’s pudgy face. Telim looked into the room.
7.29 B “She comes to therapy every time. It helps. It would be better if she could be around Elena, or Malia more, High Mage Telim.”
7.29 B Aaron didn’t want the man to interrupt. Not that it seemed Telim would. He blinked, rubbed at his face.
7.29 B “No. Mage Telim, if you need a drink—”