Euphrasia stared almost in horror at the piece of parchment in her hands, she'd never seen one like it before.
It looked normal from the top but as soon as you took it out you could see how the end of the scroll was burned off, chard with some sort of green flames it seemed.
Euphrasia couldn't make sense of it, how could this be? what did this mean? Was someone's destiny abruptly cut off? How cruel would that have been, to lose something before you'd ever gotten the chance to live it, or at least see it. It was cruel.
Turning the scroll over in her hands, she'd come here looking for answers not misery and more questions.
Well there'd be only one way to get answers, she have to read the scroll of the previous elemental master of Wind, maybe this would provide answer to why they'd chosen her.
So taking a deep breath Euphrasia opened the scroll.
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"What?!" she couldn't help but yell, quickly glancing around to see if anyone had seen her, breathing she slumps down against the shelf of scrolls pulling her knees closer.
It was useless, the writing on this scroll was unintelligible, it looked as if the ink itself was burned into just smudges.
Euphrasia could feel hot tears threatening to build up behind her eyes, furiously whipping them away she goes to scan the scroll again see if there was anything, anything even just a word or phrase anything to help her understand.
Finally after what felt like hours her head ached from trying to make sense of any of the smolder marks she found one thing, at the top of the scroll, their name.
Morro.