Lysander
Mage
Posts: 36
Profession: Writing verses and slinging curses.
Affinity: Wind
Profile: Lysander's Profile
OoC Alias: Moogle
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Post by Lysander on Apr 4, 2017 22:39:28 GMT -6
"Mister? No mister necessary," Lysander found himself saying at last. "Lysander will do fine. And I don't mind your hotheadedness; I'm a snarky sort myself. The combined minds of two mages will undoubtedly be a good maneuver."
With that, Lysander began to stride forward, out of the alleyway, and towards a set of city gates opposite of where they initially fought the band of Red Tooth miscreants. The afternoon daylight was pulsing radiantly on the cobbled path leading out of the city. The next town over would be a quarter day's walk, so they could easily make it by nightfall. Once there, they'd ideally find a tavern to stay at for the evening, but that was merely wishful thinking. Lysander hoped that the errand wouldn't take long, but the thought of a short adventure interested him enough.
Leaving the city behind for the time being, Lysander passed through the city gates with Bee in tow, his sights locked onto the long walk to the next town. Through the winding hills and mountain passes, the pair would most assuredly be able to practically apply their magic to a plethora of impending situations.
(End of thread)
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