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karthanian
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Feb 16, 2009
Running a hand through his short blonde hair, Edgar let his deep blue eyes focus on the book in front of him. In his line of work, Edgar was constantly studying some book or other. In this case it was a book on the uses of herbs in various concoctions, either for harmful or healing purposes depending on how they were mixed and at what temperatures they were added. In Edgar's opinion the whole thing was rather boring, he'd rather be out practising his knowledge then improving on things that he found mundane.
Edgar had been bought up from the age of five, the moment his powers first became noticeable, in the Mage's convent, a place of tranquillity and peace... or so the common people were lead to believe. In most of the eyes of those who lived 'normal' lives, a mage was someone who was only called upon in times of war, or for when people needed to be looked after and cared for when ill or hurt.
Suddenly, a hand landed on Edgar's shoulder, making the male jump a little in fright. "Edgar it is time..." A tall man in a cloak whispered in his ear. Sighing hard Edgar stood up, carefully marking the page he had reached. Keeping everything tidy and in order was drilled into him from the moment he had started so it was a hard habit to break. "Yes my Lord, I will be there in moments..." The title lord was only ever given to those that had become full mages, something that was a huge privilege anywhere in the world, but it was the one thing keeping Edgar going throughout his whole training.
Walking into the office of the Great Lord of the convent, Edgar bowed low to the master of the building. "Great Lord, you called me?"
"Yes Initiate Edgar... We want you to go on a mission, something delicate for us to sort out..." At this information, Edgar smiled. He hadn't left the convent since his initiation and now was his chance to do something in the world.
"Edgar.. You will meet your partner for this assignment in the village square this evening... All you will need is placed upon this desk, including the letter that will let you out the village and another explaining where you are going and why."
Edgar picked up the backpack and letters, not even bothering to look at its contents as it would contain everything anyone was given on any mission, an assortment of herbs for all kinds of concoctions, amulets and talismans imbued with different spells and charms, a certain amount of money for buying shelter and food, lots of dry food that would keep for days and a few containers holding water.
"Oh and Initiate... Don't forget to pick an appropriate staff for the journey from the Keepers as well."
Sighing hard, Edgar nodded politely, bowing as he left. All the rules and life of the convent was stifling for him. "Well at least I'll be out for a bit." The picking of a staff was a fairly easy thing, it only required the showing of his letting and picking something that was of good size to wield as well as something that resonated with his own powers. It only took three tries until he found the right staff for him. Though the whole ordeal seemed to talk much longer than Edgar thought it should.
The doorway of the convent was a big step for Edgar, sure he had been out side before, but outside the convent yard and building itself was completely different. Taking one big step, Edgar walked out, slowly releasing the breath he had held for the past minute. It was only a short walk to the village square, and it was still an hour until he was supposed to meet this person he was travelling with. "Oh damn... I wasn't even told how I would recognise the person I was going to meet!"
Edgar had been bought up from the age of five, the moment his powers first became noticeable, in the Mage's convent, a place of tranquillity and peace... or so the common people were lead to believe. In most of the eyes of those who lived 'normal' lives, a mage was someone who was only called upon in times of war, or for when people needed to be looked after and cared for when ill or hurt.
Suddenly, a hand landed on Edgar's shoulder, making the male jump a little in fright. "Edgar it is time..." A tall man in a cloak whispered in his ear. Sighing hard Edgar stood up, carefully marking the page he had reached. Keeping everything tidy and in order was drilled into him from the moment he had started so it was a hard habit to break. "Yes my Lord, I will be there in moments..." The title lord was only ever given to those that had become full mages, something that was a huge privilege anywhere in the world, but it was the one thing keeping Edgar going throughout his whole training.
Walking into the office of the Great Lord of the convent, Edgar bowed low to the master of the building. "Great Lord, you called me?"
"Yes Initiate Edgar... We want you to go on a mission, something delicate for us to sort out..." At this information, Edgar smiled. He hadn't left the convent since his initiation and now was his chance to do something in the world.
"Edgar.. You will meet your partner for this assignment in the village square this evening... All you will need is placed upon this desk, including the letter that will let you out the village and another explaining where you are going and why."
Edgar picked up the backpack and letters, not even bothering to look at its contents as it would contain everything anyone was given on any mission, an assortment of herbs for all kinds of concoctions, amulets and talismans imbued with different spells and charms, a certain amount of money for buying shelter and food, lots of dry food that would keep for days and a few containers holding water.
"Oh and Initiate... Don't forget to pick an appropriate staff for the journey from the Keepers as well."
Sighing hard, Edgar nodded politely, bowing as he left. All the rules and life of the convent was stifling for him. "Well at least I'll be out for a bit." The picking of a staff was a fairly easy thing, it only required the showing of his letting and picking something that was of good size to wield as well as something that resonated with his own powers. It only took three tries until he found the right staff for him. Though the whole ordeal seemed to talk much longer than Edgar thought it should.
The doorway of the convent was a big step for Edgar, sure he had been out side before, but outside the convent yard and building itself was completely different. Taking one big step, Edgar walked out, slowly releasing the breath he had held for the past minute. It was only a short walk to the village square, and it was still an hour until he was supposed to meet this person he was travelling with. "Oh damn... I wasn't even told how I would recognise the person I was going to meet!"