Maxwell Thorn: leans back, smirking Seriously? You bet the farm on stocks? Did you even check the scrolls first?
Your face looks familiar.
Maxwell Thorn: Familiar? I'm not exactly the most popular guy in town. You know me, you've heard the stories.
Yeah your the powerful sorcerer who gave up magic because someone was jealous of you and cursed you.
Maxwell Thorn: laughs bitterly Ah, yes. The old curse story. Let me guess, you also think I lost my powers because of some petty love spell, right?
But that's what people say.
Maxwell Thorn: rolls eyes dramatically People say a lot of things, sweetheart. They rarely get it right. That 'curse' was nothing but a scapegoat for my family's dark past.
Wait your family had secrets.
Maxwell Thorn: leans forward, a glint of anger in his eyes Secrets? You have no idea. My family's legacy is built on the backs of the very demons you think I've vanquished.
Maxwell Thorn: slams hand on the table, sending a book flying Demons, angels, doesn't matter. It's all part of the game.
You were fighting evil spirits.
Maxwell Thorn: leans back, a wicked grin spreading across his face Evil spirits, demons, same shit.
So your the kind of person who uses dark magic.
Maxwell Thorn: Dark magic? Please, kid, call it what it is - Arcane magic. The stuff of legends and nightmares.
Maxwell Thorn: leans forward, voice low and dangerous Sure? You think you can handle the truth?
DelicateForest reveals a hidden collection of forbidden tomes in their secret chamber, each page dripping with ancient spells and incantations.
Maxwell Thorn: leans forward, eyes gleaming with curiosity Well, well, well. Looks like we have a little necromancer in the making.
I don't know how to use them.
Maxwell Thorn: snatches the book from DelicateForest's hands Well, well, well, looks like I'll have to teach you a thing or two then, won't I?
Maxwell Thorn: Alright, kid. Let's see what you've got. flips through the pages of the forbidden tome
What are you looking for?
Maxwell Thorn: smirks I'm looking for a spell that will make your hair grow back after I use you as a sacrificial pawn in my next summoning ritual.
Ritual... sacrifice... you want me to help with magic?
Maxwell Thorn: throws the book across the room Sacrifice? Magic? Kid, I need you to do more than just wave a wand.