#fletchers-luck

[windswept-torrent]

"Is that a nice breeze or just you? Either way I'm hanging around so long as it lasts." Spoilers, he didn't like the cold too much. And this girl? Seemed pretty warm personalited.

Janna tilted her head at the other before clicking her fingers and making a simple spinning motion with her hand and with that the breeze dissipated and she landed on the floor, her hair falling over her shoulders. “Now see; I can’t tell if you enjoy the coolness of the breeze or if you don’t like it. I’m happy to oblige either way. Janna Storymfury, pleasure to meet you.” 

[tenebrishexis]

"So quick question - they pay mages better? Like, more than the average grunt I know, but I'm feeling I could be making more in this army."

“What in the Nine Hells are you talking about?”

[windswept-torrent]

♧

♧ : Your muse playing with their hair

To say the man couldn’t handle the amount of alcohol Janna had knocked back the previous night was an understatement. At least he’d passed out before he had noticed where Janna had taken him. When he awoke he asleep on the floor, the wind mage having placed his head on her lap as they sat on the balcony of her home. A tower with no visibly ground level entrance and a minimal living area. She let her fingers idly play with his hair as her eyes kept trained on the sky line. The wind gently blowing pass them. She had adorned him with a simple pale blue blanket. Janna’s face kept it’s peaceful look on it even when she was doing something as simple as observing the wind. 

[ahri-thefoxylady]

"Why does a fox need to go to mount Targon? All ya gonna find is rocks and some cult that worships the sun."

“I need to seek out Pantheon. I don’t care for the others on the mountain so much. Perhaps the star forger but otherwise, my main goal is to find Pantheon.”