Watching the sun set over the Imperium and thinking about how much effort people put into "tradition." They say a Magister must be male, yet here I am, breathing, casting, and existing entirely against their precious little rules. Honestly, if being an "anomaly" means I get to watch them all squirm in frustration, I might just make it my full-time hobby. Does anyone else find that the more someone clings to a rule, the more they're just terrified of breaking it?