Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

Names of the paired allies continued to roll off of Headmaster Ryzes tongue, Zaras name was nowhere to be heard as of yet. Drumming her foot irritably those flagrant eyes of revulsion stared at the wall to her right. Zara was a very conceited feline, even going as far as to think she could do this trial just her lonesome. Why would I need someone when I am more than capable of doing this on my own? She would think to herself as she crossed her arms against her bosoms. Students continuously stood, the rows of chairs clearing out. It was evident who Zara would be paired up with as the last two sets exited themselves. Amarok. An indistinct snarl echoed in her throat, miserably exhaling the air that was trapped inside her lungs outwards. Obediently she risen upward, bowing her head in deference back at the wolf who she would be working with. Pivoting her heel she would shadow Amarok, standing after him as she positioned her cloak back up to avoid small talk. Unfortunately it didnt work as the wolf made an effort to make conversation. Placing her cloak back down, Zara heaved a sigh. I know as much as you do. To be honest I think it might be somewhat difficult with us two together. She admitted in her response. With all of her arrogance aside it was apparent that together they were exceptionally powerful, which would promote a demanding Trial. Entering inside of Ryzes headquarters Zara was taken aback that a Judge Magister also shared a room with them. Nodding her head at the duo she would seat herself respectively, crossing her legs femininely. It was a privilege to be in the same room as a Magister, a Judge Magister out of all of them. It was almost hard to contain her growing excitement. The compliments were too much, rarely causing Zara to redden in her cheeks. It was such an honor to be praised by the Headmaster, she could even feel the same effect reverberating from Amarok. The task was thoroughly explained and didnt seem as hard as what she envisioned. As long as they obtain the map from Hagen the two should be fine. As well as surviving in the highlands. Without giving the two any chance to respond or inquire of anything they took their leave and paced down the walkway side-by-side. It will be best for me to speak with Beatrice. There I will gather scrolls and potions for our journey. The travel will require horseback but only until we reach the base of the mountains, the rest unfortunately on foot. I am already dreading the tiresome walks. Zaras heals clicked underneath her as she paced evenly with him. Speaking of becoming tired, I will also grab the cottage dice and the tent supplies . Reaching the end of the walkway Zara twisted around to face Amarok, bowing before him before her departure. I will meet you back at the entrance of the Academy. Feel free to do as you wish in the meantime. Revolving back around she would make her way to the warehouse placed on the right side of the building. Gripping her hand into a balled-up fist politely Zara knocked on the wooden entrance, treading backwards waiting to be welcomed. The door moaned as Beatrice unlocked it, grinning brightly to see Zaras face. Hello dear, I assume you are here for your items to take with you? The old woman asked. Yes maam. May I step inside? Courteously Zara asked, a nod of Beatrices head signaling her to walk inside of the storeroom. What is it that you are looking for? Beatrice questioned as she followed close next to Zara to be of assistance in her needs. I am in search for potions for healing and regaining strength, as well as a good bundle of dominant scrolls. A cottage dice as well as a tent. And two horses for traveling purposes . Zara answered as she took it upon herself to pick up a potion, inspecting the quality. I can do all of that for you my dear, but I am afraid I only have one horse, will that still be enough? Biting the inside of her cheek Zara had no choice but to accept. This would mean having to ride along with Amarok. Shrugging that thought out of her head, Zara requested a few more items. I also need some arrows and a reliable weapon for Amarok. His name alone would allow the woman to pick out a prized weapon for the mightiest male of all. As Zara paced around the warehouse Beatrice gathered her requested items and tied them on the saddle of the equine, handing her the assorted potions, scrolls and arrows. I wish you and Amarok the best of luck, my dear. Beatrice smiled as she waved farewell, Zara taking her leave as she met up with Amarok in the front of the Academy with the sterling silver stallion. Once Amarok made his appearance Zara found it upon herself to explain that there was only one horse left. I apologize for the inconvenience. I did get you a weapon to make up for it. Zara was not all that bad of a person. Though she may be bigheaded she still takes others into consideration. Even if the weapon is not one of Amaroks choosing. Do you mind being the driver to the steed?