A figure in all black tread the shorelines of the Pergrande Kingdom. This figure was a member of the mage guild, Lamia Scale. Though he was young, he was not too young to venture out on his own for solo jobs. Though these jobs suits his talents for his skills are not the best when comrades are around. If anything, this young mage would be considered a trump wizard, or soon to be known as such for his guild. The wind's breeze picked up, lifting his hood from his head, revealing his face and his demonic eyes. onyx-black corneas and purple iris with split pupils. Silver hair swaying across his eyes. The pale face mage slowly looked about the area, the sea was beautiful through his eyes, all though the water seemed to be somewhat murky in color. Though he was no stranger to the varieties of beauty that others have strong opinions of. Tsunayoshi Aoki was his name, though his friends at the guild called him Owl. Not sure why, but the name seemed to have fit.
As he stood at the shoreline the water crept to his feet, stopping half an inch before retreating. A gentle smile manifested upon his frame, soon fading as the presence of another appeared to his left. A young male, about five feet seven inches tall. Looks to weigh about a one hundred and forty five pounds. Sandy blonde hair and glasses. Looks to be around his early twenties. The lad stop to greet Owl. "Hello, you must be from the Lamia Scale Guide. My name is Taxel, nice to meet you." He said. Waving to the mage as he did. Owl turned to face him. "Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, Taxel, I'm Owl." Waving, he would then pull out the flyer and address the reason for him being there. "Do you think that you can explain this to be a little? I am interesting in lending my hand to you, but I want to be educated a little before walking into something blindly."
From his expressing, Taxel looked drained as if he really didn't want to go into detail. It was either that or he did not have the details to go into with Owl... Owl simply looked as he immediately picked up on this and smiled. Pointing in the far east direction. "This is the direction, yes?" Taxel nodded. Owl immediately walked off in that direction. As Owl made off, Taxel noticed something odd. A few things actually, with every step that Owl took no sand flew from his feet, instead the opposite happen. The sand sunk deeper from his steps. The ware from the shoreline continued to stop an inch and a half from his feet. Even when the wave would extend pass the mage the water opened up, spreading apart a path for him. Taxel scratched his head thinking that this mage could possibly get the job done.
The man developed a smile of comfort as he turned to head back to his town. Leaving everything to Owl. Though he could not help but feel a slight bit of concern for the mage entering in alone...
WC: 530
As he stood at the shoreline the water crept to his feet, stopping half an inch before retreating. A gentle smile manifested upon his frame, soon fading as the presence of another appeared to his left. A young male, about five feet seven inches tall. Looks to weigh about a one hundred and forty five pounds. Sandy blonde hair and glasses. Looks to be around his early twenties. The lad stop to greet Owl. "Hello, you must be from the Lamia Scale Guide. My name is Taxel, nice to meet you." He said. Waving to the mage as he did. Owl turned to face him. "Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, Taxel, I'm Owl." Waving, he would then pull out the flyer and address the reason for him being there. "Do you think that you can explain this to be a little? I am interesting in lending my hand to you, but I want to be educated a little before walking into something blindly."
From his expressing, Taxel looked drained as if he really didn't want to go into detail. It was either that or he did not have the details to go into with Owl... Owl simply looked as he immediately picked up on this and smiled. Pointing in the far east direction. "This is the direction, yes?" Taxel nodded. Owl immediately walked off in that direction. As Owl made off, Taxel noticed something odd. A few things actually, with every step that Owl took no sand flew from his feet, instead the opposite happen. The sand sunk deeper from his steps. The ware from the shoreline continued to stop an inch and a half from his feet. Even when the wave would extend pass the mage the water opened up, spreading apart a path for him. Taxel scratched his head thinking that this mage could possibly get the job done.
The man developed a smile of comfort as he turned to head back to his town. Leaving everything to Owl. Though he could not help but feel a slight bit of concern for the mage entering in alone...
WC: 530