On track. Barely. Procrastinated
a bit a lot. Also, the entire scene I wrote today… I have no idea whether it is actually necessary to the narrative. At all. Oh well. Tomorrow, finish off this scene, one more quick (hopefully) scene where nothing in particular happens, and then on to the assassin’s guild! Yay! I hope it goes well. 😉
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On par: +135
Suddenly, a body collapsed into the seat across from him and slumped onto the table. Briar looked down at Aya Firewheel, who had her eyes shut as she lay exhausted on the table. The young Mage couldn’t help but feel a bit of sympathy.
“Are you all right, Miss Firewheel?”
“No,” muttered Aya without opening her eyes. “That has to be the most painful experience I’ve ever had. My head is splitting, I feel like my eyes are going to bleed.”
Briar looked at the young woman for a few moments, and then reached into his pocket and pulled out something wrapped in paper, which he opened. “Chew this.”
Aya cracked open an eye, and looked blearily at the small object Briar held. “What is it?”
“Taper Root. It’s a mental stabilizer.”
“Why the hell are you carrying around a mental stabilizer?” groaned Aya, shutting her eye again.
Briar gave a little twisted smile, which Aya failed to see. “Esoterica is not exactly a painless magic to practice.”