"I'm injured. I'm Jade the Good, Witch of the North. Or the South. The script hasn't decided yet." Of course it was the normal order of things that Jade would most certainly be the Good witch. What else could he possibly be? His smile was overflowing with benign magnanimity.

That was one way to describe it.

Jade actually recognised what Guy was meant to be, which came as something of a surprise. Most of what he'd seen didn't resemble Auldrant's legends and fairytales. But how could he not recognize the Wonder Chef? His smile twisted a little; being forced to serve others by offering up knowledge seemed a nice position for Guy to take for several reasons.