[ WP ] Magic ( a la Skyrim ) is real , and wizards are a part of everyday life . Instead of magicka , however , casting spells temporarily drains intelligence instead . Describe The Great Mage 's War .

`` Cast and get out. As soon as we break cover they'll be all over us, so I need you to keep it together so we can make a run for it.'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry, I've done this before. I can handle my drain.'' I clench my sticky notes in one hand, stand up behind cover, and aim my wand at the approaching formation of tanks. Time to fight for my country. 
 
 *'' Frango, frangere, fregi, fractus! `` * I incant. 
 
 Whoa. Those are some strange machines over there. All big and tan and with big tubes sticking out. Except they're all broken. The metal bits were torn open, and there were people jumping out and screaming! Oh my god, they're on fire, what happened? 
 
 Uh-oh. They look angry. Did I do something wrong? There was something I was supposed to do, but I ca n't remember. Some of the men are coming this way. 
 
 `` Get down, you idiot!'' 
 
 I hear a *bang* and someone tackles me. He's holding a big metal thing like the other men are, but wearing different-colored clothes. 
 
 `` Ow! What was that for?'' 
 
 `` Read your goddamn sticky notes!'' 
 
 Oh. There are some notes in my hand. Written in really simple words, so they're easy to read. 
 
 *This is a friend. He'll keep you safe. Do what he says. * It has a little picture of the guy who just tackled me. 
 
 *The men who look like this are bad guys. Do n't let them see you! * It has a picture of the men in tan uniforms. 
 
 *Your friend will help you get away. Run fast! * 
 
 *You'll get smart again in a few hours. Do n't die until then. * 
 
 I look at the picture again, then look at the man. I guess I'd better listen to him. Those bad guys looked *really* mad. 
 
 `` Where do we go?'' 
 
 `` We have a helo waiting for extraction about two klicks west of here.'' 
 
 `` Exa-what?'' 
 
 The man sighs and points towards the setting sun. `` Good guys, that way. Look for the big spinning flying thing.'' 
 
 He crouches behind a broken wall and grips his gun tightly. `` I'll suppress them... I mean, when I start shooting, you start running.'' 
 
 He stands up and starts shooting. It's *really loud, * and it sounds like the bad guys are madder than ever! I hurry in the direction he pointed. 
 
 I hear a *boom* behind me, and then the man with the gun is running past me, very fast. `` Goddamit I hate being the minder! Move your ass!''
