Alys Glasse
Alys had grown somewhat familiar with King's End, having visited several times now in bouts of restlessness that took her from Halo. It wasn't that she didn't love her new home - she did - but sometimes her search for new muse for her artwork took her afield. This was one such trip, and she hiked through the wilderness with a newfound strength and endurance that she had not possessed several months prior. The training that she'd been doing to strengthen herself and her magic was beginning to pay off.
The light was beginning to fade, and Alys saw a shimmering light in the distance that she identified as fire. Usually a loner, Alys had recently begun to enjoy human companionship in Tal and Ru, and on this particular day, she was missing her friends and wishing she could sit with them around a nice fire and listen to them talk about their days. So with a hint of longing, she angled her path towards the fire, wondering who she might find hunkered near the flames.
She wasn't expecting to find another Abandoned - or, at least, she assumed he must be Abandoned, what with the way things danced through the air around him. He was tall, perhaps a little younger than her, with red hair that shone in the firelight. Items - presumably ingredients for his dinner, floated around him, going to and from his hands as he needed them. Alys smiled at the show of magic, with only a hint of jealousy that his magic was something actually useful. "Hello," she said, rather more kindly than her usual gruff greeting. "That's quite impressive. I wish I could do that."
The light was beginning to fade, and Alys saw a shimmering light in the distance that she identified as fire. Usually a loner, Alys had recently begun to enjoy human companionship in Tal and Ru, and on this particular day, she was missing her friends and wishing she could sit with them around a nice fire and listen to them talk about their days. So with a hint of longing, she angled her path towards the fire, wondering who she might find hunkered near the flames.
She wasn't expecting to find another Abandoned - or, at least, she assumed he must be Abandoned, what with the way things danced through the air around him. He was tall, perhaps a little younger than her, with red hair that shone in the firelight. Items - presumably ingredients for his dinner, floated around him, going to and from his hands as he needed them. Alys smiled at the show of magic, with only a hint of jealousy that his magic was something actually useful. "Hello," she said, rather more kindly than her usual gruff greeting. "That's quite impressive. I wish I could do that."
