Mystics Apprentice
Colorfully Ecstatic Time Mage
The High Priestess opened her mouth to answer Kiran, and then closed it again. Should he really be trusted, and was it wise to tell him everything? If she were to convey a message back to Daein, however, he would have to know. Before the conversation could progress, however, the sound of a horn pierced the air, Micaiah glancing around wildly. The battlefront was all too familiar to the woman after her previous campaign against Order itself.
Their assailant was unlike any creature that Micaiah had ever witnessed. Her wide eyes bored into the location where a face should have been, her light tome trembling in her hand. For a moment she stood in a stupor until she heard Kiran call her name, and it was a good thing he had: one began to charge Micaiah, flames shooting forth from him. The silver-haired woman did a side-roll, barely scurrying away from the flames as they scorched the ground where she had just been standing. Flicking open a page of her tome, Micaiah raised a hand and uttered an enchantment. A ray of golden light enveloped her, before shooting straight toward the flying creature which just attacked.
Turning toward Kiran, she shot: "How many allies do we have here?"
Their assailant was unlike any creature that Micaiah had ever witnessed. Her wide eyes bored into the location where a face should have been, her light tome trembling in her hand. For a moment she stood in a stupor until she heard Kiran call her name, and it was a good thing he had: one began to charge Micaiah, flames shooting forth from him. The silver-haired woman did a side-roll, barely scurrying away from the flames as they scorched the ground where she had just been standing. Flicking open a page of her tome, Micaiah raised a hand and uttered an enchantment. A ray of golden light enveloped her, before shooting straight toward the flying creature which just attacked.
Turning toward Kiran, she shot: "How many allies do we have here?"