Thread: Mage training Exile and Cheshire Pup

Rachael was surprised when the door started to open so soon after she knocked but she was even more surprised to find that the door had apparently opened on it's own. The creak it made as it did so send chills running down her spin but she did not turn and run. The temperature of the air around her plummeted until she could see her own breath, it looked at though the girl was smoking and it fogged up her glasses. Chills swam though her, the cold chilled her to her core and every inch of her was begging to flee, to turn and run from this tower and to never come back. That was something she could not do. The girl willed herself to stay in the same stop, to keep her eyes open and her head held high. She focused her gaze on the room in front of her and did her best to keep from shivering. She would not stand down. This is magic. She told herself, a bolt of excitement helping to warm her. But why would the woman do this? Was she trying to frighten Rachael away? The girl did not know but she would not leave before seeing the woman and getting some answers. She didn't realize she would be seeing her so soon. Hearing a voice behind her the child spun to face the speaker. Her eyes widened with shock and her heart quickened in her chest as she looked up at the looming figure. Rachael had to tilt her head back to see the face only to find that it was obstructed by a shadow. Her brow furrowed as she looked the person up and down, the cloak hid every human feature or otherwise from sight. The child could only hope that it was human but when a slender pair of hands pulled the hood back she was able to breath a sigh of relief, not that she let it show. The cold and the deep desire to flee still kept her on edge. The harsh tone to the woman's voice didn't help ease any of this the slightest bit but that wouldn't stop her. She wouldn't run, she couldn't run, even if she did run there would be nothing for her to go back to and she would never be able to forgive herself. The woman's icy gaze seemed to pierce straight through into her soul, it was almost violating how intensely she felt the woman's eyes on her. Her sky blue eyes might as well have been made of ice, at least then it would match her current disposition. Rachael found it off that the woman's hair was the same color as her eyes but didn't find it a good idea to ask about it. When the wind blue it increased the chill causing the girl to shudder slightly but it also gave Rachael a chance to look at the woman's legs, though she didn't see much they seemed to be long and slender, beautiful legs, but who was she to judge? her own knees held scares from all of the time she had fallen on them. Life had been hard and that was one of the reasons why she was here. To try and make things a little easier. The girl continued to hold still as the woman circled her like a shark in the water, she could almost see the birds circling overhead as they waiting to pick at the scraps of remains that Kaylith would leave behind. The image, however, was quickly shaken form her head when she heard the woman's question. At first she was not sure how to reply, she had told others the story and they laughed and said she would make a good liar. She did not want the woman to laugh at her and refuse her apprenticeship because of it but for some reason she didn't think this woman was the laughing type. I need to be a Mage to find a Mage. The girl said, then she paused before continuing, only staring straight ahead as she spoke. There is a wicked Mage out in the world. A murderer. He killed my mother, my father, and everyone in the inn that my parents owned. He tried to kill me but I managed to escape. I need to be a Mage so I can find him and stop him from hurting any more people. The girl told the older woman, hoping this would be a good enough reason to take her.