Ep. 1 Valerian & Sage

Valerian: My name is Valerian Webb. I am a woman, a witch, a wife. I live in the woods on the outskirts of a small town where I survive off the land, my own cunning, and the patronage of those who seek remedies or knowledge of the kind others can’t procure.

Valerian: My magic is largely practical and nothing so obvious or powerful as to warrant unnecessary attention; potions to ease physical and mental ailments, tarot readings to predict the ever-changeable future, dream divination to interpret the subconscious and analyze the past.

Valerian: I leave the vanity magic to my partner and husband, who is a member of the Royal Magician’s Court. His knowledge of the arcane arts impresses me at times, terrifies me at others, and his work assignments make me laugh often enough at their frivolity.

Sage: My name is Sage Webb, my wife always gives me such a flashy introduction. I am merely a well-learned magician serving at the whim of fools. My specialties include building structures by means of magic, cosmetic enhancements, swift travel by enchantment, and often uncontrollable bouts of future-sight.

Sage: So, you are the Observer? The being here simply to see into our slice of existence? Not quite what I pictured, I must admit. In the kindest way. We will address you as needed, but I understand that sometimes it feels best to not be perceived.

Sage: “Well, my love, I must get back to my home in the capital. I will visit you as soon as I can and bring back the supplies you requested. Till we are together again, farewell.”