Post by Tyanno Dynam, Allaine mage on Oct 7, 2006 20:14:14 GMT -5
It had been a few days since the incident of the dungeons had resolved. Rested, rejuvinated and relaxed, Tyanno was finally in a position to take up instruction to become the mage he wanted to be. Alezand had directed him to a certain, Muryllis, if memory recalled. But of no matter, he was happy to begin real training. It was his goal to become an adept arcane elemental archer, sewing his powers through the air with the aid of enchanted shafts acting as conduits to better direct his powers to their direct as he desired. The biggest hurdle was to learn the enchantment stage, his control over elements would come with time. He so far had limited abilities with water and ice. Once he mastered them, he would move onto fire or rock.
He found the academy easily enough, seeing as it was like the heart and soul of this city. So he strolled onward, watching as others of his kind passed by. He nodded greetings, as he was amazed to some extent. He had never been around so many of his own kind before. And he was not used to not having the equal measure of soldiers and warriors mixed into the crowd. Mages of all types passed him by, carrying their greetins to him as they went on. such friendliness reminded him of the first days of which he entered Avaren, back when Ricard was on the throne. People down in the city below were just as accomidating back then as the people up here were now. But he did know of one thing, wariors of any type were quite shunned here.
But at these desperate times, Tyanno believed that the actions of certain soldiers like his partner would redeem that small few in the cold eyes of the leaders here. He was wandering the various instruction rooms when...
He found the academy easily enough, seeing as it was like the heart and soul of this city. So he strolled onward, watching as others of his kind passed by. He nodded greetings, as he was amazed to some extent. He had never been around so many of his own kind before. And he was not used to not having the equal measure of soldiers and warriors mixed into the crowd. Mages of all types passed him by, carrying their greetins to him as they went on. such friendliness reminded him of the first days of which he entered Avaren, back when Ricard was on the throne. People down in the city below were just as accomidating back then as the people up here were now. But he did know of one thing, wariors of any type were quite shunned here.
But at these desperate times, Tyanno believed that the actions of certain soldiers like his partner would redeem that small few in the cold eyes of the leaders here. He was wandering the various instruction rooms when...