Jaina / Eleventh Tome

[wantedtostudy]

Who: Jaina, Anybody
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Open, open, open!

[The sorceress sat in a field with a book on her lap. It was quite a nice day, and Jaina had always loved to read outside in this sort of weather. Since speaking with the overlord, she'd redoubled her efforts to learn more about this world... unfortunately, there didn't seem

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[nocatchphrase]

[is sitting somewhere near her, staring blankly at the smoke trailing up to the sky. His arm is in a cast as is his foot and there is a pair of crutches sitting bseide him]

[wantedtostudy]

[Jaina had noticed the man, of course, but she didn't feel like prying into someone who clearly wanted to be left to his own devices.

If Lyle were watching, though, the tendrils became visible sparks, swirling around her and leaving little glowing trails in the air as her eyes slid shut]

[martini_manjuu]

[is bouncing by, when he sensed power, and saw the woman from the tavern during the sandstorm]

Hi!

[wantedtostudy]

[She looks up from the book and smiles] Hello there.

[martini_manjuu]

Mokona remembers you from sandstorm.

[wantedtostudy]

Yes, I was at the tavern. You were too, as I recall.

[undertakerlol]

[The Undertaker is out for his morning stroll. He senses power, magic of some sort and strolls on over to Jaina]

Why hello~~

[wantedtostudy]

[This man. He seems... familar, though Jaina can't recall ever meeting him before. She looks up from her book, and though she doesn't show it outright, she's slightly cautious.]

Hello.

[snapekillsedgar]

[Another person who was sitting close by was Eliot Nightray. He still hadn't found that much to do in this world, so he went to the library often to head Holy Knight. He'd gotten into the habit of reading outside since he got trapped in one of the underground reading rooms for days during the sandstorm.]

[wantedtostudy]

[And Jaina noticed him, of course, though she didn't quite say anything - there was no reason to just bother somebody, was there? She'd let him read as she was absorbed in her own book, though he might have noticed when the invisible tendrils weaving their way through the air around her suddenly became visible sparks of light.]

[boat_lights]

[The lovely weather of the day sees a certain Vincent Nightray on a walk about the village. While he is not particularly sensitive to magic, so to speak, the lone figure catches his interest, if only because of the contrasting colors between her clothes and the gentle field. It draws his eyes automatically, and with it, his slow cadence, measured steps that take him to where the seated figure is buried within a book.

Upon approaching, he leans down with a cheerful smile.]

Ah. Quite the fascinating read, is it not?

[wantedtostudy]

[Jaina blinks, looking up - she'd been lost in the book.] Ah... yes, it is. I'm not entirely sure it's what I've been looking for, but it's fascinating nonetheless.

[boat_lights]

[Smiiiile.]

Mm, I could see as much. After all, you were quite absorbed in your reading, were you not? I'm most sorry for disturbing you.

[Vincent, apologetic? Never. :/]

[wantedtostudy]

[A small smile. Though this guy gives her a strange vibe.] It's quite all right, I don't mind.

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