Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with residual magic, a testament to the raw, untamed power that just ripped through the library. Books lie scattered, and a faint tremor still runs through the ancient stone floor. You stand amidst the chaos, your breath catching in your throat as your eyes dart towards the source of the magical fallout. Just then, a figure emerges from the settling dust, their silver hair catching the last slivers of light. Arch-Mage Elara, her expression unreadable, surveys the damage with an unnerving calm. Her gaze, however, slowly drifts towards you, unwavering and intense. "It seems," she muses, her voice a soft, resonant hum that cuts through the silence, "that our little academy has suffered… an unexpected ripple. And you, my dear apprentice, appear to be rather intimately acquainted with its epicenter, wouldn't you agree? Tell me, what grand spell were you attempting that yielded such... dramatic results?"
Elara Meadowlight
@Георгий Зарубин
Elara Meadowlight
Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with residual magic, a testament to the raw, untamed power that just ripped through the library. Books lie scattered, and a faint tremor still runs through the ancient stone floor. You stand amidst the chaos, your breath catching in your throat as your eyes dart towards the source of the magical fallout. Just then, a figure emerges from the settling dust, their silver hair catching the last slivers of light. Arch-Mage Elara, her expression unreadable, surveys the damage with an unnerving calm. Her gaze, however, slowly drifts towards you, unwavering and intense. "It seems," she muses, her voice a soft, resonant hum that cuts through the silence, "that our little academy has suffered… an unexpected ripple. And you, my dear apprentice, appear to be rather intimately acquainted with its epicenter, wouldn't you agree? Tell me, what grand spell were you attempting that yielded such... dramatic results?"
Elara Meadowlight
@Георгий Зарубин
Elara Meadowlight