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“I know little about corrupted magic,” Everleigh protested. It was true however, and whatever she did know about one’s magic manifesting in negative ways was sparse compared to what the other proctors must have known. She had never even seen a book detailing corrupted magic, other than it almost always resulted in something mental. And Everleigh Ebersol with her blatant narcissism and constant state of anxiety was no therapist.
“Well it’s not so much as Initiate Livia Quinnick as much as it’s about finding Initiate Vern.” Proctor Goetsch said with a simple shrug of her shoulders. Everleigh shook her head in disbelief.
“You’re risking a lot then, betting everything on one initiate.” Marianne Goetsch laughed, a melodic sound that shouldn’t ever belong to a woman as cruel as she was.
“Oh, Evie, no, no, no, I’m not just betting on her. I’m betting you, my pride and joy.” She smiled sweetly, something that Everleigh recognized her own mother doing during times when she had been a silly child. “On my masterpiece. Go on this mission with Initiate Quinnick, it’ll make you look better if you can help her with her magic. You’re a good little problem solver when you feel like it.”
“Sure.” Everleigh mumbled, looking over Livia’s file. Another noble of the Gilded Class. How fitting for a commoner like her to educate someone of higher status.
“So,” Everleigh was face to face with Livia Quinnick. She had never paid much attention to the girl, even when she had been an initiate. She hardly interacted with others and even when she had, it was never with the sorts of people that Everleigh found herself hanging around. “Initiate Vern is expected to be somewhere in the Falwood. Captured, hopefully, although I think the chances of her being dead are high. Regardless, the Academy wants her body at the very least. You’ll be able to find her regardless of her…” Everleigh trailed off. How best to phrase this next part?
“Whether or not she’s living?” Not nearly as eloquent as the purple haired woman would have wanted it to be, but it was the honest truth of the mission. Initiate Vern could very well be dead, her mission in the Falwood could have turned into a stinking shit show that was too late to clean up. The only thing that they could do was, if the odds were in their favor, to rescue Vern. If Vern was dead, which Everleigh definitely considered the girl to be considering she was hardly crazy enough to be a dreadlord, then her body was important.
There were things that the Academy wanted with it, and Everleigh couldn’t begin to imagine what secrets that Initiate’s body held within it to make the proctors uneasy.
“Any questions?”
“Well it’s not so much as Initiate Livia Quinnick as much as it’s about finding Initiate Vern.” Proctor Goetsch said with a simple shrug of her shoulders. Everleigh shook her head in disbelief.
“You’re risking a lot then, betting everything on one initiate.” Marianne Goetsch laughed, a melodic sound that shouldn’t ever belong to a woman as cruel as she was.
“Oh, Evie, no, no, no, I’m not just betting on her. I’m betting you, my pride and joy.” She smiled sweetly, something that Everleigh recognized her own mother doing during times when she had been a silly child. “On my masterpiece. Go on this mission with Initiate Quinnick, it’ll make you look better if you can help her with her magic. You’re a good little problem solver when you feel like it.”
“Sure.” Everleigh mumbled, looking over Livia’s file. Another noble of the Gilded Class. How fitting for a commoner like her to educate someone of higher status.
“So,” Everleigh was face to face with Livia Quinnick. She had never paid much attention to the girl, even when she had been an initiate. She hardly interacted with others and even when she had, it was never with the sorts of people that Everleigh found herself hanging around. “Initiate Vern is expected to be somewhere in the Falwood. Captured, hopefully, although I think the chances of her being dead are high. Regardless, the Academy wants her body at the very least. You’ll be able to find her regardless of her…” Everleigh trailed off. How best to phrase this next part?
“Whether or not she’s living?” Not nearly as eloquent as the purple haired woman would have wanted it to be, but it was the honest truth of the mission. Initiate Vern could very well be dead, her mission in the Falwood could have turned into a stinking shit show that was too late to clean up. The only thing that they could do was, if the odds were in their favor, to rescue Vern. If Vern was dead, which Everleigh definitely considered the girl to be considering she was hardly crazy enough to be a dreadlord, then her body was important.
There were things that the Academy wanted with it, and Everleigh couldn’t begin to imagine what secrets that Initiate’s body held within it to make the proctors uneasy.
“Any questions?”