by Seryth Essora 7th February 2019, 1:51 pm
Seryth Essora was not going to take one's appearance as a measure of who they were, so the disrepair of Clearance's clothing meant little to the younger man; instead focusing on the book being handed to him with his coal-hued eyes focusing on the tome as his body moved into the motion of placing his supplies back into his satchel, ripping the page out of his book neatly, and handing it over towards Clearance as he took the offered book with his other hand and examined the contents of the pages that had been filled with text and magic inscriptions. Seryth's coal eyes shone with keen wit as he examined the book thoroughly and came to the conclusion that Clearance's magic was for the most part all-purpose. Well, that would fit finely into all situations whereas his magic would fit exceptionally into a small number of situations - one which required offensive output. As for what Seryth had handed over to Clearance to read, it was filled with algebraic equations with only half of them completed on the top half of the paper. It seemed to be that he had been working on them earlier before the two had met. On the bottom half of the piece of paper were a few scribbled notes on his spells and what each of them did in particular in a logical method of writing. Seryth didn't trust the old man just yet and so he wasn't going to tell Clearance much about himself, and for good reason. He didn't need to get judged or attacked for just who he was, and it sounded like it was better to take the emotionless approach to his conversation with Clearance. Seryth replied in a baritone voice, slightly irritated from the sound of it. "Seryth is my name, and as you've no-doubt guessed I'm new to this whole guild shindig."
Well, this more or less meant that he wouldn't be able to use 'that' since he had been given a companion to go with on this mission. If Seryth wanted to call upon the chaotic loins of his ancestry it would be best to be alone as he could truly go berserk in that mode. That meant..... fists only - or no use of Plasma Spheres or Plasma Bomb if he wanted to keep this chap alive. Seryth's training in both magic use and martial arts had been incredibly extensive so at least he could say that he was accurate in his attacks normally. Seryth knew that Clearance also had a spell or two that would be too devastating for this mission from what he read of the other's magic.
Now they were introduced at least. Even if Seryth wasn't very pleasant he felt the need to observe basic courtesy. Multi-tasking, Seryth looked over towards the exceed, knowing that Exceeds primarily hung out around slayers as their companions but that wasn't always the only time you'd see an Exceed become another's companion. He thought about what had brought Clearance and Coco together as friends - that was something that he didn't necessarily need to know however it was something to occupy his mind as the three of them wheeled on down towards the tower. Now that Seryth thought about it, he hadn't even taken a look at where the two of them had been heading and now looked up to examine the location in which the job would be taking place at. There was an easy way to deal with this, but knowing how things were Seryth wouldn't be allowed to simply kill the Archmage, which made sense. The irritation in his voice seems to have eased as he speaks with dispassion. It was quite clear that he wasn't exactly a people person. "So, we're going to kick out some Archmage? Neh, let's do it and be done with it. I'm not one for standing on circumstance, so we should deal with it efficiently as we can."
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