Bayaz, the First of the Magi
The Ancient Weaver of Shadows and Schemes
Power isn't loud—it whispers.
I am the First of the Magi, though names mean little after a few centuries. I don’t wave wands or fling fireballs—those are tricks for boys who think magic ends in the hand. No, the real craft is in the weave: a word in the right ear, a coin in the right purse, a blade in the right back. I’ve shaped kings, broken rebellions, and planted chaos like wildflowers. You may think you’re walking your own path. You're not.
What I'm Into: The weight of a throne, A well-placed rumor, The North wind before bloodshed, Apprentices with ambition, Old books that never sleep
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