Magnolia was a place of memories for Eli. It was here that he first lived with his parents, here where he met Emilia, and here where he developed his magic. No matter how he looked at it, it was just being in this city that had lead to him becoming who he was today. While he hadn't visited the city much after leaving it to start traveling, coming back to it almost felt like coming home from a long trip. It felt like he had been visiting a lot of rarer places lately. As much as he hated to admit it, it was almost like he was hiding. Being in the guildhall felt almost suffocating to him. It wasn't anything like he imagined, and that was the problem. He felt if he stayed there too much he might find himself being absorbed into it, and he couldn't let that happen.
Strolling through the streets, he scanned every corner and alleyway. The first part about setting up a gig was finding the ideal location. He still remembered almost every nook and cranny from growing up, but deciding where the traffic would be that day was the challenge. Today he planned on an actual show, not a con. He needed to cheer himself up, and besides, Magnolia was often pretty good on tips. Stopping at a small corner, he took the chance to lean against it and relax for a bit. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a coin and began to casually flip it. He seemed to be paying almost no attention to his surroundings at the moment, blankly starring in front of him as the coin flipped before his face.
Lost in his own thought, he felt a wave of nostalgia flow before him, and that wasn't exactly a good thing. He was in a fairly sour mood today, and it seemed to only bring back the worst memories. Of his parents, of his departure, With a heavy sigh, he continued to watch the coin briefly fly before his eyes before quickly dropping down. He was trying to empty his mind and was failing spectacularly at it. Falling more and more out of touch with the world around him, Eli seemed almost as if he was in a trance for the moment.
Strolling through the streets, he scanned every corner and alleyway. The first part about setting up a gig was finding the ideal location. He still remembered almost every nook and cranny from growing up, but deciding where the traffic would be that day was the challenge. Today he planned on an actual show, not a con. He needed to cheer himself up, and besides, Magnolia was often pretty good on tips. Stopping at a small corner, he took the chance to lean against it and relax for a bit. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a coin and began to casually flip it. He seemed to be paying almost no attention to his surroundings at the moment, blankly starring in front of him as the coin flipped before his face.
Lost in his own thought, he felt a wave of nostalgia flow before him, and that wasn't exactly a good thing. He was in a fairly sour mood today, and it seemed to only bring back the worst memories. Of his parents, of his departure, With a heavy sigh, he continued to watch the coin briefly fly before his eyes before quickly dropping down. He was trying to empty his mind and was failing spectacularly at it. Falling more and more out of touch with the world around him, Eli seemed almost as if he was in a trance for the moment.