booooom "What the hell was that?" "Thunder?" "Are you nuts? It's a clear sky, there's not a storm for a thousand K's." -- Anon Guest
"Different kind of thunder," said Fouthet.
Somik glared at hir as if ze had grown another head. "There is only one kind of thunder."
"There's two," insisted Fouthet. "You're of age now, so you can sense the Hidden School." And just as Somik was about to argue, ze added, "It's where the mageborn go to learn their craft. They're teaching Thunderwave."
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