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Derrick sat, waiting for his teacher eagerly. The man was supposedly one of the greatest mages in the world. Although, Derrick had not seen the man perform any magic in their first meeting, he still held out hope.
The man in question came into the room a moment later. He had a scraggly beard, his clothes were dirty and it looked like the man had barely slept at all. He yawned and looked around the room until he found a coffee pot. Derrick watched him pour a large cup of the hot liquid before saying anything.
“Uh, Prof. Windslow?” He asked.
“Huh?” Windslow looked around, only then seeing Derrick. He let out a long suffering sigh. “Oh, great. You’re still here. Thought you’d’ve left already. Guess that means I gotta actually teach you something, huh?”
The teacher trudged through the room and plopped down in a seat. He took a long drink of coffee before he said anything.
“Okay, since you’re here, I guess you know the basics, right?”
“Yes, sir. I was the best in my class.”
“Yeah, great, good, wonderful.” Windslow finished off his coffee and set the cup down. He pursed his lips and blew out a long breath. “Okay, what do I teach you? Guess I should start with something simple, right? How about the planes of existence.”
“That’s a simple topic?” Derrick asked. It sounded complicated, that was for sure.
“Kind of. Depends on how deep you go. There’re people who spend their entire lives studying just one plane. Those people suck though and never do anything fun. All a mage really needs to know is the basic three, and maybe a bit about whichever plane goes with their magic.” Prof. Windslow did not elaborate further. His eyes grew distant.
“What are the basic three?” Derrick asked, brining his teacher back to the present.
“I was getting to that.” He said quickly. “Three basic planes of existence, let’s see, there’s the physical, the mental and the spiritual. Physical’s easy, so let’s focus on that one for now and do the other two when I figure out what the hell you’re supposed to be learning. Okay, so the physical plane. It’s where we are. Some people call it the material world, or the universe or the world or whatever else. The point is, we’re in it. Our bodies are anyway, but that gets weird really quick once you get to that stuff, so we’re not gonna for a while.”
Derrick had gotten out a small notebook while Windslow was talking and was furiously taking notes. The professor paused to rub his eyes, yawn and then kept going.
“So yeah, it’s pretty easy. Everything you can see, touch, hear, smell and taste is the physical plane. Not much else to say about it. Most of what we’ll do, even the magic stuff, will be here too. So yeah, for now, you’re gonna be sticking pretty firmly to that one. The other two are pretty important too, but you probably won’t be able to access them for a while. Probably. I don’t know what you can do.” Derrick opened his mouth, but was interrupted. “That wasn’t an invitation to brag, kid. It’s way too early for that stuff. Anyway, for now, that’s pretty much all you need to know about the physical plane. So yeah, lesson over, I guess. See you tomorrow.”
“Wait, that’s it? That’s the lesson? There has to be more to it than that.”
“There is. But you don’t need to know it yet, so I’m not gonna teach it yet. I guess you can, I don’t study…something. I’m gonna go take a shower.”
And with that, he got up and shuffled out of the room. Derrick was left sitting there, wondering if he had made a terrible mistake.
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You just know once the teacher gets his act together and actually starts teaching, he'll be amazing at it. That's usually the way these things go. I see no reason to change that here.
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