Mallorie
A magic academy? How...quaint. Mallorie thought for a moment of people wearing pointy hats in dormitories and resisted the faintest urge to smirk. Smirking was not something she did, no matter what impulses her face decided to have.
The hesitation was enough to tell Mallorie that the academy was maybe not the best place to go first; she appreciated her honesty in telling her about it, but wondered at why she was reluctant to do so. That she offered alternatives only made her more curious.
“I may take your advice once I have shelter,” she said, “I assume a ‘Grounder’ is an outsider?”
It certainly sounded like a term for someone who wasn’t local. She’d have to look into the geography of her new locale once she was able.
No tracking of outlanders meant her first line of inquiry was out of the window. It had been well over a year since her hunt set on her path here, if he’d come through here…
“An acquaintance. If he came through he would certainly have made himself...known.” She explained. Not false, if not the entire truth. “He would have arrived well over a year ago.”
If Morgan was a halfway decent captain she probably would have encountered Adam at least as a minor horror story from her guards. It seemed a little foolish to give a stranger the full details but also, somehow...wrong to be cagey about him. And yet Mallorie wanted to guard him somehow, as well as her feelings on the matter.
She said nothing else.
The hesitation was enough to tell Mallorie that the academy was maybe not the best place to go first; she appreciated her honesty in telling her about it, but wondered at why she was reluctant to do so. That she offered alternatives only made her more curious.
“I may take your advice once I have shelter,” she said, “I assume a ‘Grounder’ is an outsider?”
It certainly sounded like a term for someone who wasn’t local. She’d have to look into the geography of her new locale once she was able.
No tracking of outlanders meant her first line of inquiry was out of the window. It had been well over a year since her hunt set on her path here, if he’d come through here…
“An acquaintance. If he came through he would certainly have made himself...known.” She explained. Not false, if not the entire truth. “He would have arrived well over a year ago.”
If Morgan was a halfway decent captain she probably would have encountered Adam at least as a minor horror story from her guards. It seemed a little foolish to give a stranger the full details but also, somehow...wrong to be cagey about him. And yet Mallorie wanted to guard him somehow, as well as her feelings on the matter.
She said nothing else.
Knowledge came and devastated
