JACE
Time passed slowly for the mage, never having minded it before. Years had passed in but a season when he had been with the Eirachi, and so he saw little reason to tend to it now. As it was, finding the motivation to do much was difficult without Bea's constant nagging buzz in his ear.
And so, it is from a window above that he watched the figure standing at the doorway of the Academy. He was strange and yet so familiar - features he saw reflected in the mirror now reflected in this man. So he had finally come, hm? Interesting. Why now, after all this time he wondered. What had prompted this sudden visit?
Curious enough to warrant exerting the effort to go downstairs, the Academy proprietor made his way to the entrance hall, arriving just as the grand doors opened. He might have stayed quiet, icy gaze greeting this unexpected guest. But Bea would have called him rude, and he'd rather avoid that irritation. "Welcome, Neron." he said cooly - calling him by name as he insisted upon their first meeting.
And so, it is from a window above that he watched the figure standing at the doorway of the Academy. He was strange and yet so familiar - features he saw reflected in the mirror now reflected in this man. So he had finally come, hm? Interesting. Why now, after all this time he wondered. What had prompted this sudden visit?
Curious enough to warrant exerting the effort to go downstairs, the Academy proprietor made his way to the entrance hall, arriving just as the grand doors opened. He might have stayed quiet, icy gaze greeting this unexpected guest. But Bea would have called him rude, and he'd rather avoid that irritation. "Welcome, Neron." he said cooly - calling him by name as he insisted upon their first meeting.
I am not violent. I am not malicious.
I am a result.
