He was not one to shy away from the buzz and bustle of the big city, but upon learning of this opportunity to embark on a trip with his old teacher in order to find out talent, he was not against it. He surprised even himself when he found himself agreeing to the request. He graduated White Castle, he might as well gather experience working for them. For the time being at least. Dayyan was the kind of man who appreciated the silence being all by his lonesome but he was not averse to social gatherings or being extroverted. This though? This seems like a good break from the noise of a city he's lived in for quite the long while.<br/>His teacher was optimistic and hopeful about finding talented new students this far out north. Dayyan was skeptical, but he trusted his teacher's instinct and he imagined that somewhere further down the line he would be proven right and Dayyan would feel foolish for doubting his teacher. He did not like thinking that way either, he was no noble but he understood the value of hardwork and persistence.<br/><br/>His years at White Castle were enough testament to that, enduring bullying and constant harassment by the snobbish nobles while having to focus on his studies and succeed, and succeed he did, with flying colours. He was top of his class for two years of the four he had taken in White Castle and he was proud of that fact alone, though he was not one to boast about it nor cared for having it known among the student body. People did talk though and despite the increased attention it got him from the same group of bullies, he was still going strong until he graduated. He was someone who disliked confrontation, not because he was weak of character, nor was he physically or magically weak by any means, he was actually far better and more skillful than these upstart noble wizards. The reason he disliked it was because it was too much of a hassle.<br/><br/>He can beat the ever living shit out of the bullies, but he would then earn the ire of their families, earn the scrutiny of a disciplinary board heavily leaning towards serving it's paying customers first, the nobles. In every facet, fighting the nobles was an exercise in futility so why the hell would he heap more trouble unto himself?<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>The frozen north.<br/><br/>Been a while since he last saw snow, it was almost surreal to him, having lived in the city for the longest time without seeing any special weather conditions. He was glad he wore thick a coat to ward off the cold. Did it's job well for the current weather as he barely felt the biting cold. They had made their way towards the village they were supposed to scout out, making their way on foot and on the way they were passed by a woman on horseback. She waved at them politely before continuing on her way. She looked younger, perhaps a prospective student? One can only guess. They kept on walking in silence for a while, both enjoying the cold but fresh air of the northern countryside before his old teacher spoke up, breaking the silence between them.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Well we finally made it. What do you think? We might find our students here y'know so let's take it seriously." </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">"Magic is everywhere, we'll find at least one person here if not many, that much is certain. I'm right behind you."<br/>
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