Advent had returned to Tolgalen briefly to check his mail box, he was hoping that Zenshin, Zeno or Rhyolo would have sent him something to let him know they were okay since he hadn't heard anything from them in a long while and he was getting worried. Putting his hand in his box he found a letter and grinned from ear to ear
"See! See! They were just busy!" he said with a glee filled tone as he opened the letter as he sat down on the floor, the base of his feet touching one another
"Could you read this for me?" he asked holding it up to an unseen force, for the first time since they left Shadow Island the paper was taken from him. He smiled swaying happily as he knew they would read it over first before they told him what was said, before long his smile faded and the swaying stopped
"It's not from them? Then who? What do they want?" he asked seemingly concerned that someone knew about his mail box given he had only got one for those three people.
"Magic Council?" he asked in a confused tone as he listened tapping his head as he knew that he had been given the information by his tutor Aiyana, after a long five minutes he figured it out
"The magic parents?" this continuing to have confused as he took the letter back
"What do they want with me? I've not done anything bad right?" he seemed almost worried that they had found out about him and his magic and they wanted to put him in a prison due to something he couldn't help.
"Magic circles in places?" this just kept getting more and more confusing as time went on, he was just standing up and about to make his way to the doors to leave when he heard a familiar voice.
"Advent..." Alisha's voice rang out, the head receptionist the only one seemingly brave enough to approach the strange white haired youth.
"Hi Isha, what's up?" he asked rubbing the back of his head, the day was filled with oddness so far.
"Adalinda and Kyran have headed to the peaceful village, they want you to join them." she said warmly, Advent nodded
"Okay, thanks. Have a good a day Isha." he said back waving as he headed out only hearing about it be better if Cirven was actually around for the board meeting that had him chuckling.
Heading down the steps he caught the next ship heading towards the location he wanted, he hated boats since the vibrations were off thanks to the waves crashing against the thing. The crew done the best they could to keep him calm by cracking jokes and even telling stories, Advent himself even takes part joking and telling a story or two which were received well. He had no idea how long he had been on the ship but it didn't seem to long, getting off he sniffed the air and listened to his surroundings realising that he was now in Hargeon
"Not to far away then." he said as he started out towards the place he was to meet the others, he knew it would be quite a few hours by walking and his guardians even stated he should perhaps go by transport but he shuddered at the thought remembering what he had almost done himself
"Nope, unless my feet is on the ground I'm not doing it." he hated ships but he could deal with them as there was no way they could knock someone down. It was then he heard them saying that his wings would get him their faster.
With a sigh he nodded not really liking it but the worst that would happen is that he ended up banging into a flock of birds. From his back as he started to run a set of prismatic golden ethereal wings formed, with a single bounce they started to flap supporting his weight with the greatest of ease as he ascended from the ground heading towards his intended location. The one thing he hated was he was truly blind when he was like this but his wings gave him a sense if anything was wrong and his guardians actually gave information as he approached, before long he was at the village and settled on the village wall his head turning around as he felt the swarms of spirits behind him
"A summoning circle but no summoner?" he said almost as if repeating information he was given, boy was he glad for Valanthe. Turning away for a moment he waved to the others "We have a problem inside here, there's a lot of things and they're not friendly." he called out hoping his voice would carry on the wind to them.
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