It had been the latter half of the day with a few strips of white fluff pinned around the sun. The young afroed mage matched his grey sweater with a pair of black slim jeans and grey boots. A bit much for such a nice spring opener of a day, however his sense of fashion was of more importance than being fully comfortable. Still, he managed to find comfort in what he wore as his mental state was satisfied.
The gas mage strolled around Era aimlessly with an occupied mind. His day so far hasn't consisted of much other than visiting the Rune Knights Headquarters. Just the regular exercising session, checking up on the pages and making sure there were no internal jobs that were on red alert. He had a good image to keep as he was one of the youngest mages to ever rank up, leaving behind a batch of older pages. Most of them knew of his name even if they were of another batch or of the next generation. He knew damn well that we was aiming for heaps higher than where he stood. There was much more history to be written.
With both hands tucked inside the tight pockets of his jeans, Ace moved around thinking if he wanted to take the rest of the day off or just occupy himself with a request. It was a nice day after all. With his pure bold white insignia marked on his left ear lobe, it was in contrast with his dark chocolatey skin, barely covered by the tiny black earring he wore.
The fresh breeze calmly passed over his face as his ear perked up upon catching the mumbling of a foreign tone. The "man's" voice was very scruffy as it broke with every other word he spoke. Ace had no intentions of listening in on people's conversations, but as long as there was all this trouble going on around Era, it was part of his duty to keep an ear out for details. Thankfully, the twelve year old didn't need much of a disguise as mostly everyone he talked to thought nothing more of him. The only give away was his white insignia. He slowed down a bit as he continued listening to the man,
"It's about a wolf who killed his owner... He's terrorizing the people of Era at night". He was relieved for a second yet he peeked over his shoulder to see who the dragon-specie was talking to. Ace had layed eyes on a beautiful orange haired girl and was starting to wonder if the man really had a job for her or if he was up to no good.
"Here, what's this about a job i'm hearing?" The twelve year old boldly stated as he stood about two meters from the bench. With the girl on his left and the dragon-like specie on the right, he made it easy for her to see the insignia. Unplanned... But it somehow seemed to work as she would've asked for the Knight's help if she needed it. The young gas mage hadn't known if the girl was a mage or not, but she seemed to carry a pet of some sort which probably possessed magical powers.
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