Magic Comes in Many Flavors

"There are different kinds of magic?"

"Oh, many different kinds, Mistress - djinn magic, mage magic, necromancer magic, black, white, green, illusory, Earthen, fiery, and quite a few others."

Astrid was impressed. "How do you know all this, Astra?"

"I am djinn now, mistress - I had no idea myself until I became one, but I seem to have gained a thorough knowledge of magicks. It's really quite fascinating."

Astrid remembered Belboz's remarks that Astra would soon change, becoming more djinn and less human. She hoped that was not what was happening here. "So," she said nervously, trying to get her mind off the subject, "Uh, it's possible that either Velus and that little man were telling the truth after all."

"Yes, Mistress. But it's also possible that either or both were lying."

Just great! Astrid thought, her head starting to ache in frustration. "Say, tell me, just who was that little man, anyway?"

1. "He was Lukas, a Baron from Hepsan, he claimed" Astra replied sadly. "We had just announced our engagement when I left for these caves."
2. "He was Henreid, a count from Malboncton, he claimed," Astra replied dismissively. "We had once pursued a relationship - one I ended."
3. "He seems very familiar," Astra said in puzzlement, "But I will confess, I cannot place him - even with my powers."
4. "I've never seen him before in my life," Astra said gravely. "He may or may not be lying about the portal, but he is not familiar to me at all."
5. Before Astra could answer, they heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

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