Day 6, Spring of 509 AV
Sometime in the Morning
Somewhere in Stormhold Castle
Sometime in the Morning
Somewhere in Stormhold Castle
Eridanus breathed in the fresh smell that always accompanied spring whenever the chill of Winter passed by. He had graduated from the University of Zeltiva not too long ago, and at the recommendation of his main mentor, Professor Wejerx, he had traveled to Syliras to learn from his professor's contact. Having been involved in the academic world for four years, it was time that his skills be tested out in the 'real world', and so Wejerx had already sent a courier ahead to inform the contact.
Entering the grand castle, he followed the directions written on a note given to him by Wejerx. He was supposed to find a certain Luineas Rowley, a magecrafter who used to be Wejerx's student, an alumnus of the University of Zeltiva.
Making his way through the winding passageways, he finally found himself looking at an ornate door. Looking at the rough illustration in his note, he compared it to the design of the door, deciding that he was at the right place. Raising his hand, he hesitated slightly before knocking three times.
There was silence, but moments later there was a muffled shout in response, though the vantha could not quite make out the words. The door creaked open, and a man with blonde hair opened the door. He looked around twenty-five, and had an air of elegance and confidence around him. He was dressed in finery that did not scream of luxury, but at least showed that he was somewhat well-to-do.
"Luineas Rowley?" Eridanus queried.
"At your service. You... must be Wejerx's apprentice, eh? Eridanus?"
The vantha nodded.
"Come in, then. The drafts in the castle tend to get a little cold in the morning," The aristocratic looking man beckoned, stepping back to allow the vantha into the room.
Entering the grand castle, he followed the directions written on a note given to him by Wejerx. He was supposed to find a certain Luineas Rowley, a magecrafter who used to be Wejerx's student, an alumnus of the University of Zeltiva.
Making his way through the winding passageways, he finally found himself looking at an ornate door. Looking at the rough illustration in his note, he compared it to the design of the door, deciding that he was at the right place. Raising his hand, he hesitated slightly before knocking three times.
There was silence, but moments later there was a muffled shout in response, though the vantha could not quite make out the words. The door creaked open, and a man with blonde hair opened the door. He looked around twenty-five, and had an air of elegance and confidence around him. He was dressed in finery that did not scream of luxury, but at least showed that he was somewhat well-to-do.
"Luineas Rowley?" Eridanus queried.
"At your service. You... must be Wejerx's apprentice, eh? Eridanus?"
The vantha nodded.
"Come in, then. The drafts in the castle tend to get a little cold in the morning," The aristocratic looking man beckoned, stepping back to allow the vantha into the room.