"You know, different specialties. Some wizards are great pyromancers, but awful with divination, for instance. Magic is such a vast discipline, that there's no way one person, or even a god, could ever hope to know it all."

Rebecca slumped a little bit in her seat when Ruehan asked what she was doing here. "I'm on the run. Back home, when I turned myself, they figured it out. They had the the stake and the bonfire all set up, from what I hear. Made my way here, and now I'm looking for a way to put silver in my satchel and a roof over my head." She gave her fellow witch an expectant glance. "You wouldn't happen to have any work available, would you?"