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【 The Scourge of Nox 】
Who: Other mages || Where: The College of Karst || Thoughts: He's the one. || Ambience: Far From Over (End of Innocence)
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Just one, Kuro thought to herself as she was led down the stairs. Every step began to feel more rhythmic, less hesitant, and she rather hoped she wasn't being led into a trap. Her suspicions would soon be slightly relaxed as she watched the man throw in white and black pellets into the cauldron as if to help its brew. Potions, she pondered as she watched. Kuro had been around the college long enough to know when she saw something so obvious, though she wondered the strength of it seeing as this man was the archmage. Wait, wasn't she looking for...
She was thrust from her thoughts when the man began talking to her again. She cocked her head, her long ponytail falling over her shoulders, before her elongated nails dug into her palm. "I, uh, I'm looking for someone to train me. When I got to Karst I fell upon the steps of the college weary and near death." Kuro kept her eyes on the man as he continued his duty. "I went into some... dark world. Years passed but when I came out of it, I was still the same age as I am now. That is when I was accepted into the college and nursed back to health. I stayed because I'm looking for someone to help me find those beings again."
She breathed in deeply after her speech, hoping beyond hope she had finally found who she was looking for. The only other person she had told before was the mage who had taken her in, so saying her goal aloud was foreign and almost blasphemous to her. But still, she had to get her help wherever she could, and if someone as powerful as this man could do it, then she was going to tear her chest open and pour out her heart to him- if only to plead for his mercy.
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【 The Scourge of Nox 】
Who: Other mages || Where: The College of Karst || Thoughts: He's the one. || Ambience: Far From Over (End of Innocence)
OOC: ||
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Just one, Kuro thought to herself as she was led down the stairs. Every step began to feel more rhythmic, less hesitant, and she rather hoped she wasn't being led into a trap. Her suspicions would soon be slightly relaxed as she watched the man throw in white and black pellets into the cauldron as if to help its brew. Potions, she pondered as she watched. Kuro had been around the college long enough to know when she saw something so obvious, though she wondered the strength of it seeing as this man was the archmage. Wait, wasn't she looking for...
She was thrust from her thoughts when the man began talking to her again. She cocked her head, her long ponytail falling over her shoulders, before her elongated nails dug into her palm. "I, uh, I'm looking for someone to train me. When I got to Karst I fell upon the steps of the college weary and near death." Kuro kept her eyes on the man as he continued his duty. "I went into some... dark world. Years passed but when I came out of it, I was still the same age as I am now. That is when I was accepted into the college and nursed back to health. I stayed because I'm looking for someone to help me find those beings again."
She breathed in deeply after her speech, hoping beyond hope she had finally found who she was looking for. The only other person she had told before was the mage who had taken her in, so saying her goal aloud was foreign and almost blasphemous to her. But still, she had to get her help wherever she could, and if someone as powerful as this man could do it, then she was going to tear her chest open and pour out her heart to him- if only to plead for his mercy.
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