Post by Parin d'Aulaire on Nov 4, 2006 22:41:45 GMT -5
It was late when Parin d'Aulaire had let herself into the Academy of Mages. However she had thought that such a place would never sleep, as surely Students would be up late learning and brewing home work and such. However the hall's were eerily quiet, as she walked thought them. She tried too look though the frosted glass widows if some of the classrooms, but most where too dark to even make out a shadow.
The sun has just now set. Surely the Teachers haven't all gone home yet! thought Parin as she searched the school's halls. She didn't want to think of what might happen if they turned her away. Where would she go next? what would she do for food and rest? Evee seemed to have gone missing and Miss Insidia didn't seem to have time to take care of Parin. Hope fully she could find a Master here to take her in.
Wait, what was that at the end of the hall? It looked like a lighted room! At last, someone to take her in! Parin quickly ran down the hall and around a the corner. There she came upon a open classroom where someone was busy making some kind of magic happen. She was unsure what it might be called and there for resisted naming it before she got the facts. She also resisted interrupting the man performing it, just in case it was a delicate spell. How she wished he'd hurry up and finish so she could ask him if she could stay here!
The sun has just now set. Surely the Teachers haven't all gone home yet! thought Parin as she searched the school's halls. She didn't want to think of what might happen if they turned her away. Where would she go next? what would she do for food and rest? Evee seemed to have gone missing and Miss Insidia didn't seem to have time to take care of Parin. Hope fully she could find a Master here to take her in.
Wait, what was that at the end of the hall? It looked like a lighted room! At last, someone to take her in! Parin quickly ran down the hall and around a the corner. There she came upon a open classroom where someone was busy making some kind of magic happen. She was unsure what it might be called and there for resisted naming it before she got the facts. She also resisted interrupting the man performing it, just in case it was a delicate spell. How she wished he'd hurry up and finish so she could ask him if she could stay here!