A New Wind Blows IV: Dark & Windy Astera Night! [Mini-Event]

**Fayre** · Fri Feb 28, 2020 12:09 am

Guild :

Penumbral Guard

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

160,000

Reputation :

2,800

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Wind

Strength :

1

Speed :

31

Constitution :

31

Endurance :

31

Intelligence :

59

Mana :

1,550

Weapon :

Aeolex

Pouch :

1x Legendary Custom Rework

It were a windy night, with a cloudy sky and only a sliver of the shine of the white moon showing itself to Astera. Lying his eyes upon the stars, he would feel a great adventure was soon to come. He sought a dream, and would not stop at nothing for his magical dream. With a clenched fist, Fayre stared up at the stars barely visible in the cold misty black night sky. Fayre wondered what it took to become a great wizard. How does one attain such notoriety, power, and good friends to support them in this scape of evil and danger, filled with political conflict and wars that plagued the very land of Gaia? Fayre, sat atop a rooftop of a nobleman of Astera who's estate and surrounding neighborhood paid good money for wizards to guard the land.

Fayre: "I have yet to see anything of this world. I must see more of Fiore, this vast and beautiful yet troubled land I have been born into."

Young Fayre said, before looking to the white city scape before him bathed in the dark of the night. He would smile whilst scanning the area and town around the estate, ensuring no other buildings or streets near were being disturbed by the dying chaos of the aftermath of the recent great war. It perhaps was one of the most beautiful nights for Fayre since he began his adventures in Fiore some months ago. However, even beautiful nights such as this were not exempt from chaos that could come out from the dark shadows.

In the night's dark shadows lurked one man with black robes, unbeknownst to the young on guard Fayre who's task was to keep the peace of Astera town. It would be tricky for the black hooded figure on how to act. He would creep over a corner of an alley, staring at the white house the white haired young man was looking over the area upon. Doxiano the black robed wizard would step along the pitch black shadows of the night cast by buildings. He prepared to infiltrate a nearby home and rob it. He would brandish a hand as he approached a window of an estate beside the estate Fayre stood upon.

Wordcount: 347

**Fayre** · Fri Feb 28, 2020 12:17 am

Guild :

Penumbral Guard

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

160,000

Reputation :

2,800

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Wind

Strength :

1

Speed :

31

Constitution :

31

Endurance :

31

Intelligence :

59

Mana :

1,550

Weapon :

Aeolex

Pouch :

1x Legendary Custom Rework

Looking around carefully to ensure nobody would see him break into the noble's home, he would not discern the white robed Fayre who was soon to notice his presence. With a quick casting hand and a magic circle, he opened up a path into the home of the resting noble. It was a quiet sound, but one Fayre came to hear as he looked upon the town. Fayre would look to his side where the quiet and deafened sound entered his right ear. Picking himself up from where he sat, Fayre stood up and stared over to the general direction where he heard the sound. He would try and look closely around, knowing there was something or someone there. Just what made that sound, was it a person?

From atop a housetop, Fayre would see a black robed wizard use shadow magic to open a window. Doxiano were to begin leaping into the window, when then and there he would be halted by a young wizard keen on keeping peace in the town of Astera, Fayre Kitai, the white wizard. Fayre would leap forth from the rooftop of the estate, and cast a spell in the air before he landed on the ground. His eyes locked on the black robed intruder, Fayre would catch the man.

Fayre: "Gale Feather!"

He readied a hand to cast a spell quickly and would cast it upon reaching a meter below the ground. A gust of wind embracing the young magician, it would send him forth for the black hooded man attempting a break in. Fayre would travel through the air, carried by the wind of his magic. He would throw a hand out, casting a spell at the man. In a quick turn to Fayre, the man's eyes in black robes would widen at sight of the white wizard Fayre who would appear.

Mana: 1025

Wordcount: 307

Spell Cast:

**Fayre** · Fri Feb 28, 2020 12:37 am

Guild :

Penumbral Guard

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

Human

Experience :

160,000

Reputation :

2,800

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Wind

Strength :

1

Speed :

31

Constitution :

31

Endurance :

31

Intelligence :

59

Mana :

1,550

Weapon :

Aeolex

Pouch :

1x Legendary Custom Rework

Fayre: "Gaaaale~ Cut!"

Doxiano: "Agh! Damn! Shadow Hand!"

Groaned the black wizard, being cut by the sudden attacking wind magic user. Staring at the face of the man, Fayre would ready a kick as he landed upon the grass beside the home's window after introducing himself to Doxiano. Pissed off by Fayre, the wizard cast a dark magic spell and would try and cover the white wizard's vision with an eerie shadowy hand. Fayre would have his vision inhibited suddenly, by the dark hand. Deciding to kick where he last saw the black robed man though and hoping for the best, Fayre would succeed in kicking Doxiano's hand as the man was preparing another spell.

Doxiano: "Hmph! How about that!?"

Fayre: "Heh! How about this!? Gale Gust!"

Both of the wizards said to one another. Exchanging words, they continued to scuffle for a short moment. Fayre would cast a spell quickly as he heard the voice of the man. Not sparing any time, the young white wizard would cast a spell. Below his feet, a white magic circle were to appear and spew forth a gust of sharp slicing winds. Fayre would strike the dark wizard with a gust of wind and cut him down with the power of the gales. Fayre sighed as the black robed man would collapse, having lost the battle. Doxiano, a young wizard looking for easy money in this rough environment that the war had caused, he turned to stealing from the nobles who he looked at as corrupt. Fayre sat there before his wounded opponent, looking up at the beautiful black midnight sky of Astera.

Fayre would stand up and kneel down as he began grabbing the youth about his own age, and carrying him to the most nearby authorities of the city. It was the least Fayre could do rather than let the man lie there out cold and his wounds untreated. Fayre would carry him on his back, and walk a good distance to the nearby authorities. Upon reaching the authorities, they would handle everything from there after being given the information on how the criminal was defeated and captured. Fayre would return to his post on the estate of the nobleman, walking back.

Mana: 975

Wordcount: 352

Combined Wordcount: 1006

Spells Cast:

A New Wind Blows IV: Dark & Windy Astera Night! [Mini-Event]

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