The mage who wielded the sun had done his fair share of missions over the time he'd spent as a working mage. His adventures having taken him to distance lands and more, but his last one was different. He'd managed to befriend a mage with the same name of his dearly departed friend, a man named Sage. The two of them were practically best friends, at least in his own eyes, and when he'd heard about what happened it broke him.
However fate seemed to have something to teach him about love and loss. Because almost eerily he'd run into another man named Sage who wielded a pretty mysterious and outright cool magic. It was one he'd love to know more about, and now was the perfect opportunity for such an occurrence.
The two men had locked eyes during their encounter and decided that dinner after their task would be opportune. Admittedly the young mage hadn't spent many days socializing since his departure from the Holy Knights and the loss of his friend. So it was a welcome change of pace.
Amen'ra had decided he would treat the two of them to an expensive dinner in an Era restaurant he'd wanted to try out. It's variety of different meats, sides, drinks and much more appealing to his tastes. Even the name, The Gold Chalice, seemed to roll off the tongue.
Waiting at the door for his companion, Amen'ra was dressed in a black sweater that clung to his form. Black leather pants that were slightly loose fitting to allow breathing room and adorned with three silver chains that went from his front belt loop to the back. Black boots planted in the snow and a white fur coat to fit the monotonous color scheme, hell even his nails were painted black.
A ball of solar energy danced between his fingers playfully while he waited. Bouncing the magical ball effortlessly with anticipation of the date they'd arranged.