Blackwater Islands sylvan

Thaumaturges.

Occultists.

Alchemists.

Only one of the given paths felt any sort of familiar to him. Ego could perceive no religion, believing in no god but Sandraudiga -- the matriarch of his bloodline -- and using grass to induce vomiting was more or less the extent of his herbal knowledge. The ironwrought male took less time than before to consider his place in Blackwater. I would be well suited for the warrior path. I was raised by warmongers, so it is work I am used to.

He wondered, in all her mysteriousness, if she had known what he would choose.

What does becoming a druid mean? Ego asked. The languishing, stretched-out sphinx was slyly interested. And how would one go about becoming one of the initiated?