<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">He smiled and grabbed both of them glasses of wine from a passing tray as they settled in a more secluded corner of the party to talk.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">“She had your sisters fire, and your control. Whenever she talked to you you felt like the most important person in the world, as her focus was entirely on you. She was an odd one for a mage, as she never had any interest in any of the other arts besides Divination. But she was a queen of Divining. I met her at one of these parties actually. She had come along with one of her friends for a good time, and she pulled off a few minor tricks. The wards let me know there was magic being worked, and so i checked it out to find her playing a game with some of the guests in her glass. She would scry a place in the liquid, and if someone guessed it she drank. If no one guessed it the rest drank. It was a harmless game, so i left them to it after i introduced myself and played a few rounds.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">His gaze drifted backwards among his memories, not even seeing the party, or at least not this party.</span>