Lynn Sovereign of the Mind The scent of another being wafted under her nose in the middle of her training session, bringing up something from her memory. A familiar scent; who could it be? Crown of thick coral tresses turned in the direction from which the scent emanated from, catching sight of a man with dark hair. A hint of a memory flashed through her mind, giving her the identity of who this man was. Of course, it was Deniel Thormun. She suddenly remembered the one time they did a job together, one that did not exactly go well, or did it? The Serene Cliff wailed, as if welcoming him, and the Ice Dragon Slayer turned completely so she was facing him. He would not recognize her, but maybe if she spoke, he might. “Deniel. What a pleasure to see you again,” said the Knight, adding, “I see you haven’t changed.” In the time that they had not met, Lynn had undergone two transformations. One, when she became an Ice Dragon Slayer after training with Einar in the North, and two, when she left Sabertooth. It might have been a bad idea, to leave the one place that she could call home that housed the people she called family, the guild that gave her protection when she needed it. But Lynn did not regret a thing. It was for the betterment of herself as a wizard, for the future that she wants for herself. Her goals could not be reached otherwise, or so she thought. She wondered what Deniel’s plan for the future was. Word Count: 0259/0250 |
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