No rules no masters

I still remember the screams of our enemies as the duck cast "Turn into bread" followed by "Summon ravenous flock".

After fourteen years I left the sea, for a life upon a lake
After all the storms I'd seen, I needed a good break
I thought still waters would mean peace for me
But that was a mistake
For the place I chose was bedevilled by a giant, evil drake

A mallard of such malice, twice the size of any man
A bill to give you nightmares and a monsterous wingspan
You cannot hope to fight it, so avoid him if you can
That terrifying waterfoul, the beast beyond the dam

Friendly reminder: there are people who genuinely believe "shadow work" means "baneful magic," or "satanism", which is odd, considering the ex-carney, Lavey, is the only Western flavor of Satanism I know that's particularly Randian, unless you start looking at current church teachings for some denominations/non-denominational churches. This is a broad generalization, since it would take pages with references, and this is a leisure account, not work account.

I dont think this sorcerer has properly studied! They may be just a quack...