The wind mage stumbled through the streets dressed in his black suit attire, ignoring the heat as he created a cooling breeze with his magic to keep him cool on his travels. He would arrive at the gates and flash his ID before explaining his reasoning for travel. Once he was cleared the mage waved to the guards and walked off down the road that would lead him to Baska. The mage was looking forward to arriving in Hargeon who knows who he would end up meeting on his journey.
WC: 208
[EXIT]