Private Providence Two girls adventure into the abandoned ruins left behind by a now dead, dark magic wizard as if they were the main heroines in a fantasy novel or smth

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

Dark magic had always been something more foreign to the lioness, her fingers tapping away at several pieces of paper. Her feet were planted in front of a oak board, messages and requests plastered on. Rewards that were listed were of no importance to Ilya, her main goals to find someone she could go on a wicked adventure with. Her eyes scarcely scanned the inn that she was in. No one looked sociable enough for her to reach out. Although difficult, Ilya still found a way to distinguish Lander from Starcalled. Almost every person in this inn was currently a Lander.

She let out a sigh of defeat, closing her eyes. I wonder what Brutus or Zelly are doing... Ilya let in a deep breath, taking a few seconds too long. TICK. TICK. She opened her eyes as soon as the box flitted into her vision. The ticking growing louder in her ears as she took a step away from the board with a random paper in her hand.

Ilya left the guild, letting the air hit her face. The slight breeze feeling cool, helping her snap back to reality, if just by a little. The ticking still there, but growing fainter. A light hand was placed on the woman's chest as she tried to calm her racing heart. Taking in another breath she began to go over the paper. Apparently a noble was requesting aid in shutting down a labyrinth of some kind. They needed one more as they had already recruited one. Making note of the location, she headed for the building that the noble would be residing.

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The building itself wasn't the kind of building that Ilya would think a "big" noble would take shelter in, it was not very flamboyant. Ilya hesitantly walked up to the door and knocked. The door opened and she was questioned of her intent. Giving a quick explanation she handed the paper to the man. He ushered her inside and began to take her further into the building.

Two double doors stood in front of her, and once they were opened her eyes began to adjust to the levels of light in the room. Across the room sat a toned, kind of hot, but edgy-looking man in nobles clothes. About exactly in between her an the noble was a girl, Ilya's attention focusing on the girl. As soon as she had noticed her, the ticking in her ears had began to die down. From the side view, she made note of her small structure and ashen hair. Thankful for the quieted ticking, when Ilya was ushered further into the room she would give her a slight bow of her head, before returning the same gesture to the noble. "The names Ilya, and I'm at your service."

@Katelyn the Bewildered

"Talking!"
Thoughts....

 

[Katelyn the Bewildered]

Should I be taking quests like this so early, let alone solo??

Katelyn scratched at her right hand between her thumb and index, nervously examining the request on the bulletin with a look blended with both worry and curiosity. Over the past few weeks, she’d managed to get her Illusion magic up to rank B, but her other skills were still fairly fallen behind. Granted, that was her leveling plan all along, but maybe a quest like this would a bit of an over-reaching feat for someone at her stats?

Pouting a tad, the summoner took a deep breath in, and then pumped her fist with an enforced confidence before taking the duplicate parchment and walking out the double doors of the public end of the guild hall, just moments before the silvery lioness would arrive.

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“Why…Is…There…So much…. Walkingggggg~”

the same white haired summoner was now seen, dragging her feet, her staff loosely hanging from her fingers and dragging behind her. Despite still looking fair, her body language practically emanated pity. Waving her free hand in front of herself in an odd pattern, a large long legged alligator covered in golden fur formed into existence before her in a simultaneous summoning circle, and she fell forward onto its back, humming in relief as her temporary companion carried her toward her objective: the large but innocuous home, literally just on the other side of the hill by merely fifty more feet.

As she arrived, she gave a small yawn before hopping back onto her feet, somehow entirely re-energized, and she unsummoned her reptilian creation before giving a beaming smile and knocking on the door of what she understood to be the noble’s home.

Upon opening, she was greeted by an odd but simplistic butler, to which the faerin formally bowed with a smile and described her reasoning for coming. As such, the butler wasted no time in bringing the girl in, and leading her into why the girl could only describe as a throne room. Oddly enough, it had almost reminded her of a slightly less budgeted mimicry of the throne room from Fable 3, but with less color and more regality.

Then, only mere minutes of awkwardness before a conceptively attractive nobleman later, the doors behind her had opened, and Katelyn glanced back to notice a tall, slender, well formed and gorgeous Lioness woman walk in.