"Sure, I’ll tell you your future. But I won’t help you face it.”
Temple Galactica
Joined February 2018
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Going to the job board, she scanned the fliers for a moment.
“Take down a gang that’s been vandalizing government property, retrieve a stolen artifact for a museum, or VIP security escort in Crocus. Which one do you want?”
Walking out of the infirmary, she saw Esmerelda asleep on the couch. Adrianna used her Territory magic to bring a blanket into her hands, which she gently draped over the sleeping knight before making her way toward the guild’s front door.
The first thing Adrianna saw when her eyes fluttered open was Zefio and his magic.
“What are you doing?” she murmured tiredly, though the answer would likely have been obvious had she given herself more time to wake up first.
It had been the longest day of Adrianna’s life, both literally and figuratively. Adrenaline might have been the only thing that had given her the energy to do everything she’d done, but fatigue was finally catching up to her. Her eyes felt heavy and her limbs weak.
Not wanting -
Feels like she should say something to Esmé. But has no idea what she could say that would make anything better.
After making sure Tristan was taken care of, that left just one piece of business left for now. Teleporting herself straight to the Magic Council Headquarters, Adrianna marched straight up to the front desk.
“I need to speak with the Council Chairman right away,” she said, -
the secretary. “This is important,” she said, her voice level and calm though her eyes were anything but. “I /am/ going to speak with him, /now/. Either you make it happen, or I will. Your choice.”
The secretary, more than a little startled, picked up a phone and pushed a -
The third item on the agenda: Getting Tristan back home.
Quickly she made her way toward the Steel Phoenix, who was still encased in the protective barrier she had placed around him. Adrianna was just about to transport them both back to Black Phoenix, but stopped when -
the guild infirmary, where the comatose mage was placed on one of the available beds. The pieces of his sword, she placed on the bed next to him.
Then she hurried out of the infirmary, looking for a member of the guild to call for assistance, then immediately -
The second task on her to-do list was, unfortunately, another burial.
Mordred Gareth had been a vengeful man, bitter at the world and his family for never giving him a fair chance in life. Much like Varek, he had died only to be resurrected as a pawn in the forces of Song -
least.
“These words may not mean much now, but thank you for helping us. I know your family is proud of you. And I’ll make sure Tristan visits you as soon as he can so he can tell you the same thing.”
And with that she left the rest in the hands of the caretaker, using -