“Are you sure about this?” Aridah asked Farah whilst rubbing the little boy’s head gently. “There might be nothing there.”“I’m sure. There’s nothing else for us to do here, at least there’s something to look forward to now.”“You can come with us, you know. We’re not sure where we’re going yet but at least we’d be together.”“Ari, I’m sure. We will go to the Capital to find my brother.” “And there’s no way to change your mind?”Farah moved closer to Aridah placing a reassuring arm on hers. “I know you’re worried about our safety but we’ll be fine. We will travel by day and hide by night, we’ll be fine.”Aridah sighed, accepting defeat. “Alright, but you don’t have to leave yet, you can stay here till you’re ready. ”“We’ll leave in two days. I want Niko well rested before we begin the journey.” “How are you even going to get there? You can’t possibly walk all the way.”“We’ll need a carriage, or at least something that moves but I have no idea how to get one.”Aridah “There should be
The stren baritone voice Sora had heard the last time he was in Warrick’s house was a complete contrast to the person before him. He had expected an equally stern man with an intimidating build and sharp exterior but Warrick was a plum and short man with a hairline that began to recede ages ago and a huge mustache he obviously was in denial about...All qualities he knew he had seen somewhere before.“Who are you?” Warrick demanded as he moved even closer to them.“Messengers—Visitors ” Sora and Aridah replied respectively.They exchanged questioning looks and looked back at Warrick with awkward smiles“Visitors—Messengers” Once again their eyes met.Warrick raised his gun an inch higher and closer to their faces. “I will not ask again, who are you?”This time Sora looked to Aridah as if to give her the floor. “Please tell him who we are.”Aridah cleared her throat and stepped forward from behind Sora, but not close enough to be in Warrick’s line of sight. “We are messengers who are vi
"… Seventeen… eighteen… nineteen… twenty."Konan's hand dropped and the water force he created dropped as well. It was the third time he counted to twenty whilst holding a water force around his prey's head with his face completely submerged in the water__ water he had drawn from the sewage close to them, which he hadn't been bothered to clean out first."Weak bodies can't handle great powers. You still have a weak body."Konan had a low, rough voice that matched his rough exterior. He was a level two mage, a Summoner. One that was feared by other level two and one mages and even some level three. Summoners could draw water from any source, even the tiniest drop of water. He had been the first in their ranks to attain a level two badge and, irrespective of his inability to advance for years, he was still feared because of his intimidating exterior.Games like the one he played now with his prey were fun for him. It gave him the opportunity to exert fear into the minds of mages he cons
Namyrs was a world of many mysteries and possibilities. Many believed it was one giant bubble of water housing everyone and everything, whilst some believed it was a world made of water but Namyrs was really a world held together by a strong energy torrent, energy derived from water.Namyrs was a world for humans and mages. No one knew which existed first or the true origin of both, but they existed and cohabited together, thanks to The Council. The Council was a unit that consisted of the strongest mages and humans, who ensured that both parties did their duties to maintain balance.Humans lived simple lives whilst mages were specially trained, they had to be. Although they were all born with natural energies, they needed to constantly train to develop their abilities. The Halls of Ivy was Namyrs' academy for mages. The academy housed and trained mages till they were ready to be active parts of the system.To get in, everyone born of mage parents or at least one mage parent was teste
His face was his second biggest insecurity. With three dot-sized moles on his right cheek, two underneath his left ear, and one over his left eye, he looked like the gods or whatever powers was in charge of creation has used him for creative experiments, botched the job but still went ahead to present him as a masterpiece with "hidden interpretations meant only for the most genius minds."Half dressed, he ran his hands over his body. He stood at 5 ft 10 with a lanky build and without a shirt on, Sora could see every muscle and loose-joint in his torso. He was the opposite of everything he imagined he would be, but he was done wallowing in self-pity. People already did enough of it to last him a lifetime.He immediately threw on a shirt and ran his hands through his hair.Sora got out of his dorm with his cloak on and his up. His plan was to visit the infirmary to get his cut checked out, grab something to eat, then visit the library. The walk from the dorm to the infirmary was a short
"There was no one with him when they found him lying unconscious in the field.""Who found him?""Newbies. They were on their way to training. They brought him in."Two healers stood over Sora's unconscious body on the infirmary bed. They both had blue badges attached to their uniforms displaying their ranks."And he had all these cuts when they brought him in?" She asked with her eyes roaming over his body"Yes. They were more than this, but some have closed up. Thankfully they weren't deep cuts. He has been unconscious since the incident but he will be fine.""How about his healing?""I healed him when they brought him in. Thankfully his mage blood works okay for his healing and I have done every other thing necessary, he should be much better by tomorrow."Sora could feel himself waking up. The voices around him went on and on in his ears, he wanted it to stop. He felt the softness of the frame he was laying on, it was not the hard ground he remembered hitting before darkness took
"Let's go" Head nurse moved toward the foot nurse and guided her towards the door. She took one more look at him before walking out of the room but he avoided her eyes.When he was finally alone. Sora took in the room. There wasn't much to it but it was functional. There were also bowls of water at every corner in the room. They were healing bowls, each water bowl would have been infused with mage energy and several other things only Healers knew about to aid his healing process just from breathing them in. That also let him know he would not be able to leave soon.Healers had the ability to heal themselves and others at an incredibly fast rate. The Ivy mages attended to everyone, both humans and mages. Although there was a level to which humans could be healed. Usually, they placed their hands with concentrated healing energy on the other person's injuries, quickly healing the victim's wounds but for patients they wanted to keep for extended periods, they would infuse their healing e
"Get out of bed dummy."Sora felt a slight push on his body, his eyes opened slightly but he shut them back. He had to still be dreaming.Next, he felt the sheets pulled out from underneath him and thrown over his head."Wake up!"Sora was immediately jolted out sleep. He pulled the sheets off his head only to see someone standing over him blocking his view.Sora had a puzzled look on his face as he began looking to his door then back at the person in front of him then at his door again."What?" Ryo asked"I locked that door." Sora said to himself with an uncertain tone, but he repeated it to the person in front of him in a more assertive tone. "I locked my door Ryo.""Yeah, and I pick locks." Ryo shrugged as a matter of factly.Sora shook his head and ran his hand over his face."You're going to give me a heartache one of these days.""We have great healers at the infirmary. You'll be good in no time." He replied, stepping backwards to give Sora space to get out of bed.Sora got out