by Kallos on September 5th, 2013, 5:01 pm
3rd of Fall, 513 AV
Kallos yawned before he opened the door to the Employment Office. Or, at least, he thought it was the employment office. He had trouble reading common, so all he had to go on was his map, which had failed him before. It was still early, only two bells after dawn, and there was a chill in the air left over from the night. There weren't very many people in the line.
Kallos wore no armor today, just simple, warm clothes, and his hat. If his left arm didn't mark him as a stranger, his attire did. Compared to the citizens of Nyka, one might call his clothes bland in comparison.
While he waited for his turn, he noticed the papers on the wall. He'd have to look at them when he could understand what they said. Soon, he found himself in front of a man with a beard not unlike his own. He was asked the standard questions.
"I am Kallos. I am a Reimancer, I control both stone and fire. If I can not work with that, I've spent... a little time, at a forge. I wouldn't say I do well, but with practice, I'll do better than most." He hopped he wouldn't have to spend his days as a blacksmith. As much as he loved Izurdin, to him, his magic was his craft. He would rather practice that instead.
"Its one thing to idolize heros. Its quite another to visualize yourself in their place. When I saw great people, I said to myself 'I can be there.'."
-Arnold Schwarzenegger
"This is Isurian." "This is common." "This is Nader-canoch"