Sage was walking down the hallway of the castle, with two guards, equipped with full body armor and a lance on each of them, walking right behind him. They were heading towards Lady Merlin’s room. Sage had accepted a request from the High Sorceress. Once they had arrived at the front door of Lady Merlin’s room, the guards stood at the end of the giant door, that was engraved with beautiful patterns. Sage adored the beauty of the door, until it swung open, revealing Lady Merlin sitting on her own throne, with helpers opening the door and serving her food. Sage walked in, bringing his mysterious and charming aura with him, his soft smile his most attractive feature. The way he walked was graceful as it ever was. Lady Merlin grinned at the sight of him. When Sage got close enough to where she was, he bowed and introduced himself, “Sage Meilyr, at your service.” he said simply. Lady Merlin replied to him, “I admire your professionalism, not many mages are like that.” she complimented him, which made him smile a bit more, he likes compliments, but he didn’t show it to the public as it might ruin his image. Lady Merlin then continued, “I am expecting an item to arrive tomorrow. But I’ve heard rumours that the caravan who are going to deliver them are not that good at handling precious and delicate items.” she explained, stopping briefly to let out a short sigh. She then looked at Sage directly in the eyes. “So I want you to accompany the caravan while they deliver the item and make sure that it arrives in my hand tomorrow.” She ended, telling Sage what the mission was. It sounded simple enough, Sage agreed by bowing, “You won’t be disappointed.” he said, and turned to leave, accompanied by the guards earlier.
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