20th Day of Spring 519 A.V Sevris was visibly calm. He had many experiences in stressful situations. He remembered his time fighting a dire wolf in the woods. A trying time but it helped his edge sharpen. Then his mind wandered towards the Yukman attack. He and a few others were able to defeat them, he was very much poised against such threats. However those were physical threats. He had never met the likes of a mage in mortal combat before. Less the time he sparred with one long ago, they hadn't been trying to use it lethally. But now it was time for him to finally learn magic. The rest of the Lazarins were adept at number of disciplines, they looked down upon his mastery of the physical arts. But lacked any arcane ones, that would change today. The door opened and in came his instructor. She was alone at the Soldiers request. He was once a Paladin. A title he would hold again and even greater. But he had much to prove. Sylindra would be the one to make sure he started on the right path. "So you wish to learn Reimancy. I'm surprised a Lazarin has decided to learn so late. Better late than never." Sevris replied, "Agreed." "But never late is better..." He closed his mouth and listened intently. He eyed her just as she eyed him up and down. She was beautiful, wearing an all black silk outfit. Almost similar to his except it was embroidered in gold. She pulled a seat out and put it in front of the large classroom. " Take a seat." |