Paladin magic — Light:
Enhancement Magic focused on the enhancements of your weapon, and the will and body of the meister.
Oath of Vengeance: To avenge those who have suffered at the hands of injustice.
Elenoa Hawthorne — of the Hawthorne Family Knights
—head.
“I’m a lot more stubborn than you think,” She muttered while reaching a hand up from her lab coat pocket to take the cigarette between two fingers.
“So don’t bother trying to change my mind. This is my life’s work.
It’s you and me against the universe now,
Andromeda.”
@SpellColIector “Sounds intriguing.” She thought aloud.
“Hostile subterranean people? That sounds like the premise of a sci-fi book. Anyways, though, please be careful. I’m sure you’re more than capable, but you never know what could happen with unknown creatures.”
@SpellColIector --magic should ever be involved in caring for it.” Pausing, her emerald eyes shifted back up to the female.
“How long will we be away this time?”
@SpellColIector Her eyes glanced up at Lyriel for a moment, then to the paper in her hand before returning back to her buffing. She shook her head.
“No, I’m fine. Father always taught us that our swords are a fragment of ourselves, therefore we should take care as we would our own bodies. No—
Evocation Magic: Studying individual spells at their most intricate levels through grimoires or scrolls allows her to engrain that spell in her memory and cast it, even if the spell belongs to a type of magic she has no prior experience with.
@ShadowBurdened —kick to his backside as he turned to leave.
“Don’t be surprised if your room gets taken, then. I expect us to grow very quickly within the next month and rooms are for people who actually live here.”
@ShadowBurdened Elle exhaled a gentle sigh at the all-too-familiar exchange. It wasn’t surprising that she was fully expecting it. But Locke knew how this always ended. The walls around Elenoa were as strong as the armor she wears into battle.
Raising her leg, she gave a firm yet not too hard—
@ShadowBurdened Same old Locke. It never hurt to try and lightly get something out of him, but she was never one to push and pry too much either.
“Perhaps we’ll finally find some new blood that won’t be put off from master’s initiation. There have to be some of them out there like that, right?”
@ShadowBurdened “I’m sure it did.” She retorted sarcastically. Her right hand shielded her eyes at the sudden brightness before glancing back at Locke.
“You know the answer to that. Same old thing just a different day. How have your travels been?”
He trekked softly through the darkened guild without a sound. Only the master’s voice could be heard as he walked over to the job board as he plucked a random request from it.
“The guild looks lively,” he murmured while walking off, the darkness never dissipating until he —