Aletheia Lux
Aletheia Lux, known to few as the Prism, heaved a quiet sigh as she stepped into the fabled town of Ace of Spades, home of the Fioran wizard guild Sabertooth. At first, she was overwhelmed by the size of the town, and how many people there were. Her former home, the Chromeria, had been tiny, no more than a third the size of Ace of Spades. And no more than about a hundred people had lived there. This town housed what seemed like thousands.
Instinctively, Thea drafted a bit of superviolet, pulling the light into her body and shrouding herself in the near-emotionless mental state of the color. It helped shield her from the uncertainty, the hesitation, and the helplessness she felt upon entering this unfamiliar place. It also had the side effect of giving her prismatic eyes, constantly shifting color, and pale skin a subtle glow.
Thus buffered, Thea began walking through the town with a steady pace, heading towards the castle on the hill. According to her information, that was where she would be the most likely to find a wizard of Sabertooth and seek entrance to the guild. As she wove through the populace of the town, her remote, almost cold expression, coupled with her hypnotic eyes and the subtle glow hovering around her, caused the townspeople to hurriedly get out of the way of the white-haired young woman.
Upon reaching the castle, Thea faltered, losing her grip on the superviolet. The uncertainty was too much to hold back. She had no idea where she was or what she was doing here. She knew she wanted to join a wizard guild to help her get away from the Chromeria, and she'd decided on Sabertooth, as their ideals of selflessness and conviction neatly lined up with hers. But now that she was here, she didn't know how to proceed. She was utterly lost, both metaphorically and literally.
Instinctively, Thea drafted a bit of superviolet, pulling the light into her body and shrouding herself in the near-emotionless mental state of the color. It helped shield her from the uncertainty, the hesitation, and the helplessness she felt upon entering this unfamiliar place. It also had the side effect of giving her prismatic eyes, constantly shifting color, and pale skin a subtle glow.
Thus buffered, Thea began walking through the town with a steady pace, heading towards the castle on the hill. According to her information, that was where she would be the most likely to find a wizard of Sabertooth and seek entrance to the guild. As she wove through the populace of the town, her remote, almost cold expression, coupled with her hypnotic eyes and the subtle glow hovering around her, caused the townspeople to hurriedly get out of the way of the white-haired young woman.
Upon reaching the castle, Thea faltered, losing her grip on the superviolet. The uncertainty was too much to hold back. She had no idea where she was or what she was doing here. She knew she wanted to join a wizard guild to help her get away from the Chromeria, and she'd decided on Sabertooth, as their ideals of selflessness and conviction neatly lined up with hers. But now that she was here, she didn't know how to proceed. She was utterly lost, both metaphorically and literally.
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MP: 000/000
Word Count: 319
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HP: 000/000
MP: 000/000
Word Count: 319
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