Thread: Mage training Exile and Cheshire Pup

The city was kind a kind city. Sure if you had money and influence then you could get just about anything that you wanted but not all people that lived there were lucky enough to have that. People like the girl walking towards the Tower were part of that unlucky bunch. The girl had a name, it was Rachael, she was only thirteen and already her life had seemed like there was nothing she could do to make it any better, like someone else had control of her life and who ever it was really hated her. At a young age Rachael had lost both of her parents to fire leaving the girl with a terrible fear of it which was not good for being on the streets, fire was the only way to keep warm and being to frightened to get close to it she often spent many nights alone.This s not to say that no one has tried to take her in, some have, usually men, single men but there was something in the way that they looked at her that sh just could not stand and she had managed to make it on her own for long enough and if things didn't start going her way then she was going to be in a lot of trouble. She was getting to old to beg and without a job there would be no food. Long enough without food would surely only make her situation worse. Ever since the fire the girl has traveled form town to town, keeping up on news of apprenticeships. Even beggars had dreams and her dreams was to be a mage, a strong, powerful mage much like Kaylith was here. Even though the woman was fearfully powerful she was kind and she did things to help people. Yesterday Rachael had taken this same path hoping that the woman would be able to help her. There was a reason that she wanted to become a mage, when she was little, while her parents were alive, she had many dreams and many things that she might want to be, of course that had been so long ago when you are young and the world was kind, when anything seemed like it could be possible but those days were long gone, stolen away from her by a stranger with a scare. This man had come into the inn that her family worked in, this inn was where Rachael had spent most days as a child, listening to stories of the weary travelers that stopped through. One of the many dreams she had at the time was to go on an adventure and travel from place to place like a free spirit with nothing to tie her down. The 'fairy godmother' that would make this dream come true was nothing like one would expect. The night had been cold and snowy, there was a blizzard outside when the man arrived, his cloths were bloody and torn, the moment her mother saw him she quickly hid her then six year old daughter behind the counter. The man's voice was harsh and as she clung to her mother's skirt Rachael got a good view of his face. He was human with a scar across his left eye and three slash wounds across his cheek. They looked more recent then anything else. His chin was covered in stubble and he smelled really bad, but out of all the things she remembered about him she remembered his eyes and the cold way he had looked at her, like she was a maggot beneath his boots. The girl shuttered and then she burred her face in her mother's skirt, he just huffed and looked up to the woman. Do you have a room? he asked in his grumbling voice. Then he tossed five gold coins on the table. Rachael's mother's eyes widened and she quickly snatched up the coins before anyone else there could see. Right this way sir. Stay here Rachael. her mother told her and then she escorted the man back to his new room. There was no way that either of them could have known that this man had been a mage or that he knew how to manipulate fire, neither one would have guessed in their wildest nightmares that this man would be the one to kill Rachael's mother and father, burn down the inn and finally grant that dream to travel with nothing to hold her back. Of course it had been nothing like she thought it would be. People were cruel and fending for herself was hard. One dream achieved and a new dream wished for, a dream of sitting back at the inn with her mother and her father, this dream that would never come true. But there was one dream that he created that Kaylith might help her achieve, a dream of finding the man and finally bringing him to justice for what he had done. With that thought in mind to give her courage Rachael walked up to the tower and she knocked on the door, waiting to see Kaylith and start her apprenticeship. The thought of it filled her with happiness, despite the sad memories. Kaylith was not the first mage she had tried to get an apprenticeship with. She had been trying for years, traveling form town to town, many people thought that she was now un-teachable because she was so old but she was finally picked. The girl had no clue why she was picked but she couldn't be happier for the fact. For the age of thirteen she did not have much going on. Her long, milk chocolate colored hair rained down her back, silky smooth. Her budding breasts did not give her many curves but they were coming. The girl had been lucky, today she had managed to find someone to donate a dress for her first day, though she had no shoes. The dress was beautiful in her own opinion, it was a faded blue that went down to her knees. The material hugged her body until it reached her hips were it bloomed out. On the front of the dress there was an apron, it had a few faded stains but it was otherwise good. Rachael had thought it was a good idea. Standing there now with her cocoa brown eyes shining behind a pair of round glasses. Maybe with a bit of magic I might not need them anymore she thought to herself hopefully. With her hair down and her bangs brushed from her face, the new dress and polished glasses she was hoping to make a good impression on her first day there, slightly afraid that the woman would turn her away after all.