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Avery gave a light scoff, brushing away the wood shavings that collected on the desk. Her eyes lift to her classmate and gave him a quick glance over. It was apparent he held wealth, enough to dress and carry himself with such a swagger of one that did not take to being challenged often. It was...

Her eyes watched him with a precision only those trained from birth possessed. His stride and tone told her all she needed to recall who he was, and Avery had every reason to avoid the likes of him. She did not make to move, instead turning back to shaving down the wood to shape it. It was a...

She missed home. Not the Academy, which had been a home since she was young, but home where she had routine and discipline to outline her day to day. Where she was simply an Initiate of the Dreadlord Academy, and not working undercover and pretending to be the niece of an ex-Anirian. Avery...

He has known about you for a few years now. Avery brushed through her hair slowly, absentmindedly, as she stared at her reflection at the vanity. Her brows were furrowed, her lips pouting, and this facade was every bit an Initiate's expression. Blinking, she lowered her brush and pulled...

She did not try to stop him from getting up, but Avery's face softened a fraction. "Practice your posture when holding the bow. Should we... meet up again end of this week for more training?" It felt too stiff to offer up an apology. She wasn't sorry for what she said, nor was she sorry for...

She was quiet for a moment, eating her meal that no longer excited her tastebuds when her mind was busy with thoughts of the future. It was prevalent now more than ever, that graduation loomed ahead and there was a war brewing slowly on the Cortosi side. There had been talks that perhaps...

Three weeks had gone by, but the news of Avery's arrival was now known to everyone in the town. What she had thought would be a quiet place to live a life, she was gladly mistaken when she saw that it was indeed bustling as it was the last stop before Elbion. The town of Greymeadow saw many...

Avery frowned. "It's just a job, Kael. We're training for a job... unless you want to go into the reserves, which I will not judge you for, but even then, you are free to travel the rest of the cities in our territories. Or even yet... the third option." The third option being exile. That was...

Avery cleared her throat, sliding another morsel of food. "Pay them no mind. Even once they start to talk about you, do not give them anything to fuel their stupid fires." Was all she said before eating. She only responded to one or two Initiates that needled her with commentary. Vittoria and...

She wanted to ask him more about it, but her attention was caught by the stares they both garnered. Avery noticed a few stares landed on her, quickly darting to Kael, and then giggling amongst themselves. "Ignore them." She sighed, turning back to her plate. "I do." To the dismay of the...

"Oh... You're right." But they would be out in the world and free to explore the lives being lived out in the Anirian cities. She could travel to the coastal cities for fish if she had wanted. None of this she mentioned to Kael. Still too new to the idea of befriending someone, Avery kept her...

Responsibility had been handed to her without a proper thought. Or at least that is what Avery believed the moment she traveled to a town just shy of Elbion. It was here that her mission would truly begin. This was her first trial. That was what Dreadlord Bennett had told her before handing...

Avery almost coughed at the richness of flavours she was experiencing, but it was delightful the entire time. She dug in again, looking around to see others poking curiously at their meal. Once her mouth was clear, she looked to Kael, withholding a small smile. "Great, isn't it?" The changes...

Avery wanted to agree on this view of Nas, but she herself did not know him that well. But given into account of his magical abilities and whether or not he would stand on this side of the war or abandon it, she could believe what Kael had said. They walked on ahead, soon reaching the dining...

Avery frowned. He wasn't wrong. Weaker magic that did no real damage or could be made into a weapon were often seen as weak and often weeded out. The moment Avery's magic manifested into what it was had heralded her as the Academy's highly anticipated Initiate, and remembered vaguely a certain...