Nova
"Welcome to the guild!"
Nova throws out her hands, showing off the workshop where all the magic happens (literally). The low lighting gives it a mysterious vibe, schematics and tools strewn about the space, half-finished projects sitting on work desks and the scent of wood shavings and molten metal filling the room. One corner has a kiln and another has a forge, every piece of equipment procured and maintained by the Kael brothers.
She's only been here a few times, relying primarily on her magic to get the job done, but popping by to annoy the guild leaders with ideas on occasion. As such, she does have her own space, a glitter-encrusted corner that shimmers to beckon people forward. Anyone who knows her will know whose it is, even without the sparkly sign that reads 'NOVA ONLY.'
Skipping forward, she drags Caly behind her, ignoring the few exasperated glances thrown their way. "Okay! Let's get started! I think I've got a brush around here..." She releases her hold on her sister, hands rummaging through the tools thrown haphazardly across the table. A few unfinished products are brushed aside; a tiny hat, a pair of shoes, a sharp-looking dagger, each more sparkly than the last. Nova ignores them, grabbing at a wire brush before presenting it Caly like a golden prize. "Got it!"
Not waiting for a reaction, she sits on the pink stool to remove her bracelet and get to work. "Put yours there." She nods to the table, starting to run the bristles over the silver metal of her jewelry.
Nova throws out her hands, showing off the workshop where all the magic happens (literally). The low lighting gives it a mysterious vibe, schematics and tools strewn about the space, half-finished projects sitting on work desks and the scent of wood shavings and molten metal filling the room. One corner has a kiln and another has a forge, every piece of equipment procured and maintained by the Kael brothers.
She's only been here a few times, relying primarily on her magic to get the job done, but popping by to annoy the guild leaders with ideas on occasion. As such, she does have her own space, a glitter-encrusted corner that shimmers to beckon people forward. Anyone who knows her will know whose it is, even without the sparkly sign that reads 'NOVA ONLY.'
Skipping forward, she drags Caly behind her, ignoring the few exasperated glances thrown their way. "Okay! Let's get started! I think I've got a brush around here..." She releases her hold on her sister, hands rummaging through the tools thrown haphazardly across the table. A few unfinished products are brushed aside; a tiny hat, a pair of shoes, a sharp-looking dagger, each more sparkly than the last. Nova ignores them, grabbing at a wire brush before presenting it Caly like a golden prize. "Got it!"
Not waiting for a reaction, she sits on the pink stool to remove her bracelet and get to work. "Put yours there." She nods to the table, starting to run the bristles over the silver metal of her jewelry.
Let your light shine,
no matter how dark the world around you.
no matter how dark the world around you.
