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So I've been working on stuff for CCF, and it's been totally snitch. All those agility exercises they showed us--drop and rolls, jump-ups from lying or sitting, levitation lift-offs, crawling under the low obstacle thinger, the dodge and weave running--I'm getting loads better at all of it.
But the balance plank. Oi. Come to think of it, I'd better check that for hexes again.
And I've been doing loads of target drills. Hanging upside down's dead on my favourite! Spin and cast could be better.
The best thing, though? The twins and I've been flying down to Beer Head, and we've made a really wizard climbing course up the cliffs there.
There aren't many wizards who live down on that part of the coast, but we've seen a few fishing boats in the cove. Stopped into a pub one day, and this old warlock told us loads of stories about how the men of Beer were all pirates and about this one chap called Jack Rattenbury, who was the king of smugglers. Back in the 1700s, I mean. Not now. I don't think. Anywiz, they don't seem to mind us coming down there and climbing the cliffs. One day there were some kids who came down to the beach and watched us, but mostly we only ever see buzzards circling around, or ravens. A kingfisher or two.
Anywiz, what are you lot doing? Anything nift?
But the balance plank. Oi. Come to think of it, I'd better check that for hexes again.
And I've been doing loads of target drills. Hanging upside down's dead on my favourite! Spin and cast could be better.
The best thing, though? The twins and I've been flying down to Beer Head, and we've made a really wizard climbing course up the cliffs there.
There aren't many wizards who live down on that part of the coast, but we've seen a few fishing boats in the cove. Stopped into a pub one day, and this old warlock told us loads of stories about how the men of Beer were all pirates and about this one chap called Jack Rattenbury, who was the king of smugglers. Back in the 1700s, I mean. Not now. I don't think. Anywiz, they don't seem to mind us coming down there and climbing the cliffs. One day there were some kids who came down to the beach and watched us, but mostly we only ever see buzzards circling around, or ravens. A kingfisher or two.
Anywiz, what are you lot doing? Anything nift?
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So is that where you are now, York? I've never been there, but we had a whole load of books about the Vikings, and how they fought everyone and took all their gold and were totally wizard and terrifying and all. And this one story was about this Viking kid coming with his father and uncles and all to York when it wasn't even a city yet and having all these awesome adventures.