She threw the hood of her pitch black robes back, looking around in a furtive alertness. Her robes had helped her tremendously well in obscuring her presence so far. It had enabled her to blend in with the darkness that night accompanied with, which she greatly appreciated whenever such missions came to her hands. Otherwise it would be a fashion disaster but on these moments, she thanked herself for not throwing those horrible pieces of fabric away.
But what was she, Evangeline no surname anymore, a prideful seated knight as well as a rising super model in the fashion world doing sneaking around at night like that? Well, let’s track back to a few hours ago.
Eva’s fingers ghosted over the strange wood carving on the mini shelf in the middle of a bustling, crowded market street. “Is this some item from the far west of Fiore?” Eva asked, looking up at the smiling traveling merchant, Gaud. He seemed slightly surprised that Eva had guessed right but simply bent down to take the said item off the shelf to show it to Eva. “You are correct. It is only one of its kind, however,” he tapped at it as if that was good enough to explain everything and Eva moved along until an old looking book caught her eyes. She immediately picked it up and Gaud’s eyes glinted. “A very curious thing you picked up there, Ms. Do you by any chance have strong light magic?” he asked although his eyes seemed as if he already knew the answer.
She thought back to the ancient magic now she bore within her. “Indeed. I do. But what does that have to do with this?” she asked in light wonder, feeling the book somehow fit rightfully within her hands. “Because that is the famous solar sect. It can only be wielded by a powerful light mage,” he explained as everything fell into place. “Ah,” she went back to carefully inspecting the object in her hand. Her hands moved to open it but was immediately stopped by Gaud grabbing the book away from her. Annoyed as she was, Eva pushed it back with a lightly wounded expression as she followed Gaud’s movements. “Nuh uh, Ms. You must pay me first. That, and you must not open it in such a crowded place,” he instructed, now holding his palm out for the clinking coins that fell into his hands. Once the transaction was complete, he handed it over to her and Eva put it at the back of her satchel.
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