A magic school. Well that was something Weaver found immensely interesting. Founded by some upset Outlander pretending to be a Halovian, even more interesting. Honestly, she was open to giving them a chance. It could be good for Halo; new ideas, new faces. It could also be bad for Halo; new ideas, new faces. She wouldn’t pass judgment until it was due.
She usually ignored notices on the board. Well, not ignored, but rather didn’t respond to. She reads them, of course, because she didn’t want to live under a rock and all that. This notice though, well it peaked her interest. She wanted to meet the Archmage, wanted to work on her own damn magic skills, and wanted to know what they had in store for Halo.
So she comes, which feels vastly weird to her but she is a selfish creature in many ways (and sometimes not, but that side of her was harder to find), and she has many reasons to be here. She finds a girl, a rather young looking thing (too young) at the building that was to be the school. She is not tall but built formidably, unlike Weaver, though Weaver is armed to the teeth as usual.
”You the one in charge of the school?” she asks. Her voice is light, her expression friendly enough. ”I’m here to help. Weaver.” The statement is true. She is here to help. For all her reasons to be here, she doesn’t mind the work. Besides, a magic school I’m Halo would be a good thing for them.
She usually ignored notices on the board. Well, not ignored, but rather didn’t respond to. She reads them, of course, because she didn’t want to live under a rock and all that. This notice though, well it peaked her interest. She wanted to meet the Archmage, wanted to work on her own damn magic skills, and wanted to know what they had in store for Halo.
So she comes, which feels vastly weird to her but she is a selfish creature in many ways (and sometimes not, but that side of her was harder to find), and she has many reasons to be here. She finds a girl, a rather young looking thing (too young) at the building that was to be the school. She is not tall but built formidably, unlike Weaver, though Weaver is armed to the teeth as usual.
”You the one in charge of the school?” she asks. Her voice is light, her expression friendly enough. ”I’m here to help. Weaver.” The statement is true. She is here to help. For all her reasons to be here, she doesn’t mind the work. Besides, a magic school I’m Halo would be a good thing for them.
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
