[Training] Something old, something new

Maea I'm reaching out wide trying to catch myself before I fall Seeing the demon brought down had done several things to Maea. It made her elated, becuse history was changing all around her and she had whitnessed a part of it be brought down by human hands. It made her feel guilty for being what she was; born with magic, weak of body and soul, ignorant and naive, a natural who had grown complacent in the face of slow but certain death. It made her angry that she had been standing helpless on the sidelines while others fought and died while she spent her life doing nothing... and most of all it made her feel weak. Maea did not appreciate either of these things. Ludo had promised her better eyes, but it became increasingly clear to her that it was not just for reading books she wanted to see. Maea was growing restless on her farm, and the futile exercise in wrestling a farm into fertility on her own caused a mounting frustration to build within her. One morning, as rain dripped morosely from an overcast sky, she set aside all the chores and obligations and ran. Not to the woodlands, as she had done in her childhood, but rather towards the ruins of once grand buildings, where the rain sounded less melancholy and more like a riddle to be solved. Rexanna