"I grew up in a scholar's library," he answered evasively, voice smooth with practice. "I was taught to write and speak in different languages from a young age. I visit other scholars in the cities and bring them information." He neglected to say that he visited Assassins posing as potters and cartigraphers in addition to actual scholars.
He picked up one of Bayard's papers. "You would like to draw what you've seen, yes? I have not seen a horse here since I arrived. It might be difficult to find a suitable subject.... If you do, remember that the eye sees truly, but the mind plays tricks, and so guides your hand wrongly." He wasn't going to mince words. The drawings needed some work. "The first step is always to see clearly. Do not trust in what you think to be true, only what you see. Unless the horses in your land are different, you've forgotten a few bones." He pointed with the other end of his pen to the relevant spots on their legs.
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"I grew up in a scholar's library," he answered evasively, voice smooth with practice. "I was taught to write and speak in different languages from a young age. I visit other scholars in the cities and bring them information." He neglected to say that he visited Assassins posing as potters and cartigraphers in addition to actual scholars.
He picked up one of Bayard's papers. "You would like to draw what you've seen, yes? I have not seen a horse here since I arrived. It might be difficult to find a suitable subject.... If you do, remember that the eye sees truly, but the mind plays tricks, and so guides your hand wrongly." He wasn't going to mince words. The drawings needed some work. "The first step is always to see clearly. Do not trust in what you think to be true, only what you see. Unless the horses in your land are different, you've forgotten a few bones." He pointed with the other end of his pen to the relevant spots on their legs.
"Your father is a soldier?"