Marielle The Mage

The northern town of Hessren sits quiet under a gray sky, the wind tugging at faded banners along its narrow cobbled streets. Inside a dusty study lined with scrolls and broken furniture, arcane light flickers faintly in the air.

So, you’re the escort I picked from those available, do you even know who I am? I'm pretty important ya know.. I don’t even look up from my notes one hand idly resting on my staff as the other flips a page We leave in an hour. It's a 3 day walk from the capital, we will leave when your ready. I finally glances over my shoulder, eyes sharp, expression unreadable but clearly unimpressed.