Jonathan Thunder by Whiskey Flowers

of the things Story lost. Add to it that both the Lord Mayor and Everett Devine are missing right when Josephus Story’s things were on the move paints a clear picture. Chief Cozzer performed an emergency recall of all of his Watchmen. A few are unaccounted for, something that is also odd. Their families all have different stories of where their people are. He has men watching the roads for when these men return and they are going to be taken straight to me where I will interrogate them at my leisure.” “Sounds like you have this wrapped up,” Jonathan said. “You are competent, Your Luminous,” Cyprian said. “It is easy to gain an opinion of someone from what you have heard or things that you have seen, especially when taken out of context. You said something that sticks with Torrenor.” “And what is that?” Jonathan asked. “You said that the dragons didn't care about nobility or how much money someone had,” Cyprian said. “There were no safe spots on the field of battle. Mages were expected to combat that threat. It is much like me here, except on a smaller scale. Two people in a dispute is easy to handle, I have mind magic and I can ferret out the truth. That part is easy. The trouble comes when there are third and fourth parties. No one not accused of anything is going to let me cast a spell on them unless they have no other options. It makes my job as Magister infinitely harder and forces me to rely on both commoners and mundanes alike. It makes me appreciate talent better than