Friends in low places (closed starter!)
Leila was accustomed to strange places-- being a spy one tended to oddities of all shapes and sizes-- but wind magic was a new one. She'd heard of the dragons in her world, but all the anima mages she'd ever seen stuck with thunder and fire.
She recalled that she'd been robbing a noble's house dry-- because hey, with all the dirt she'd gathered on the guy he wasn't going to be living in that house much longer anyways... So it wouldn't have been remiss to acquire some treasure.Y'know, standard business for a classy lady thief.
Except that it wasn't.
She should've known that with all the weird forbidden magic he was practicing that picking his locks wouldn't be so easy. She'd opened a chest inside his private quarters, and then everything went dark.
Then she'd woken up in a cell, with people bickering about something that she couldn't quite hear, and she'd taken the liberty to 'let' herself out.
And now she was on the run through crazy-land with no idea where 'here' was. Oh, and some shorty chasing her with wind magic, because he wasn't willing to let go of his wallet. Didn't he know a lady in need when he saw one?
