The Abandoned Magician's House

[Parin d'Aulaire]

Parin d'Aulaire, child of Astir, was returning home from her first job. It turned out the men who she'd helped with the dead dog had indeed been interested in her lifting and moving magic's. They had also not been there when the crowd turned on her. They'd hired her for the harvest season and she'd soon found her limits in how many directions she could focus her magic at once and in how long she could lift a heavy object or animal for. In the middle of the season she'd also found a new talent.

The farmers cart horse had turned up lame and had to be strung up in a hammock to be sure there was no break. Parin was asked to lift the horse so they could put the hammock securely under it. The horse was at first frightened but the farmer calmly spoke to her and at last she was held firmly in the hammock, Leaving Parin with a pounding headache.

The today when Parin went back she was told they would have to shoot the poor horse, it's front ankle bone was cracked and it would take too long and great care to heal. Parin rushed to the barn in a panic, as the horse had become her friend after all the season of working together. Luckily the farmer had waited for her.
"If you can heal her, I will give you money to feed yourself throughout the whole winter." Parin had never tried healing magic before. But the look in the horse's eyes was enough for Parin.

Please help me! I don't want to die!

Parin filled her hands with magic and imagined the horse's cracked ankle bone being healed. He usual yellow lifting magic turned ice blue. Parin was encouraged by this and carefully kneeled and cupped the horse's hoof in her small hands. The horse she felt was frightened but she didn't whinny or kick. She seemed to know Parin was trying to help. Parin stayed like that for a hour to be sure she'd done her job. When she got up the vet reexamined the ankle and proclaimed the crack gone. However he recommenced the horse be allowed run off in the fields for at least a week before returning to work.

"Your magic is powerful little Miss, but you aren't a Mage just yet. Best to be sure what you did will hold, don't you agree?" Parin could do nothing but nod. The Farmer agreed to do as the vet said, and dismissed all the workers for that week. There was nothing they could do without the horse to take in the harvest in the cart. Before she left the farmer took her aside.

"Listen, Parin, this is very im'por'tant. I don't wan teh others to know but I think ye 'ought to try to go to the A'cad'omy. I 'ave never been one for all that scoolin' but ya're a good helper. Ye'll have saved my hide and that mares if she'll tough it out. Ye got talent! Try'n take a class on healin' while yeer free this week. Ye'd not be just helppin' me if ye do."


As she walked carefully though the alleys to her home the words of both the farmer and the vet rung in her head. She hadn't known there WAS an academy built! Last time she'd tried to go there she'd wandered the halls for hours and never found anyone. Perhaps she ought to try again?

[Napeir]

(not sure if u wanted a answer to this post, but i'll answer anywho)


Napeir stared up at the castle, the sun setting behind it casting shadows along the ground. He had been on vacation, or some sort of vacation anyway. He had gone off training again while Avaren healed from its wounds. Reaching over he slowly scratched Meglians head, his cat and friend from the many years he had been in Avaren. Out of all truth he loved this country, even though not even two years before the warriors of Avaren called a war against the mages to destroy them. He had fought with many others to defend what he believed in, most of his friends he hadn't heard from in a very long time. He didn't know what he could accomplish by returning but he had duties to attend too. Grabbing Meglian Napeir jumped off of the roof top, landing neatly on the ground. He lifted his Scythe onto his back and turned to leave the ally way. In his way was a girl, he didn't know her from anywhere he could remember, but from what he could see he pretty much jumped right in front of her face.

"I'm sorry about that" he said in a light voice "Didn't mean anything rude by it, just didn't see you there"

[Parin d'Aulaire]

(Thanks for replying, I wasn't sure anyone would! ^_____^)

Parin lept back as a strange man came hurdling down from above. he lanced with a cat's grace and agility as well as cat in his hand. Parin would have screamed but she didn't want to scare the cat, nor attract attention.

"I'm sorry about that. Didn't mean anything rude by it, just didn't see you there" said the man offhandedly . . . as if men with cats in their hands just fell from rooftops everyday.

"What . . . why . . . " starred Parin. She tried to collect herself.
"Who are you and why did you just jump down here like that? You could get hurt!" Parin had always been a caring girl and despite being afraid her concern for others almost always shown through. Being alone for so long may have hardened her, but she could never forget how hard she's wanted a friend. If she could be the kind of friend she'd wished for, maybe there would be less strife in this world.

[Napeir]

(this is actually my first post since coming back, been awhile since i've rped in human)

Napeir very carefully set Meglian down on the ground, then returned his attention to the girl. He thought about her question for a second, he had never actually been asked why he did anything.
"My name is Napeir" he told her, placing his hand over his chest in a form of greeting " The reason i do that is because I'm a cat mage, I've had these abilities since I was little"
He looked down at the girl, not in a rude way but in a curious way. Why would someone else be interested in his well-being? He had grown up around people who always treated him like dirt or ignored him, so he never had anyone ask him a question along those lines. Hearing a annoyed meow come from Meglian he quickly picked him up again.
"and this is Meglian" he said, scratching Meglians head " Whats your name"

[Parin d'Aulaire]

((OOC: Sorry about not posting I totally forgot this was here T___T!))

"I don't have a real name," said Parin sadly, "all i have is this necklace that won't come off that says 'Parin d'Aulaire'. She showed him the finely made gold plate and chain. "I don't want to break it for it is all I still have of my past. Without it I would really be nameless."

Meglian meowed seeming to wish Parin's attention.
"Hello Meglian how are you?" she pet the kitty tenderly and gently scratched under his chin. Some cats enjoyed that.
"Have you and Mr. Napeir a place to live Meglian? You ought to, it's not good to be out in the cold at night." She seemed to really like the kitty.