Flashback [Flashback] They Know

[Eventine]

75th Day of Summer 510 A.V Lhvait He had traveled far to get to where he wanted. Traveling such a distance wasn't exactly safe. But his studies were more important. Eventine had arrived in the late age of summer. His Reimancy skills needed fine tuning so he sought the finer teachings of Lhavit's wizards or so he heard. He had on the guise of a young man with fiery blonde hair and blue eyes. A new body but you could still see some slight paleness within face. But he was good enough to live amongst the humans. There he was only to say for a season or two. When he adequately got too a level he felt proficient in. Also he thought this was a perfect place to spread some destruction. Eventine like so many Nuits, wanted too be stronger. He felt his connection too Uldr ways weighed heavy on his existence. The two coincided with one another. For to serve Uldr, could only lead you to power. He rewarded them with the afterlife, why not power. But he too needed to get a better grasp on his own strengths and weaknesses. So that was why he took to practicing Reimancy at the Towers. One such night he had been battling with a trio of young wizards. They conjured up a ball of our chosen element. Theirs happened to be fire, while his was comprised of air. They thought it to be a weaker element than fire. But enough fire was dangerous to anyone. Being able to snuff a fire with the power of wind is a trait he knew well. The teacher did not however authorize this. A bit of sparring was common now and then. Eventine wanted to partake in the spar. So he would try his hand against one of them. They stood in the circular classroom in the dungeons made of stone. Eventine looked down at the human was annoyed with the other man. He was cocky and rude, and believed he was stronger than Eventine. Which he relished in proving wrong. So they dueled. On one of the students mark they casted their spells against each other. A stream of pressurized air tore towards the fireballs trajectory. They clashed and the ball of fire was extinguished in the middle of the air. Eventine smiled and continued to generate another attack, muttering in the ancient tongue as he so often did.