<div style="text-align: left">As soon as the door shut, Albi lowered his wand just a hair, letting a deep sigh of breath escape his lips as. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff">I almost wish I had...</span>" His hazel eyes looking down at his wand and ring clenched in two shaking hands. He let out an ear piercing scream filled with anger as he threw the ring across the room to towards the far wall near the window and door. A loud thud followed as it collided with the wall and fell to the ground. Albiorix expected some great spectacle or something, but instead, the ring just settled on the ground like any other mundane object. But it was anything but.<br/>
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Albiorix walked away, trying his best to ignore the rings pull as he moved towards the trunk that sat against the wall near the fireplace. A flick of his wand and the top flew open, the contents of it filled to the brim with various objects. Albiorix immediately noticing his silver gleaming mask settled atop a pile of folded clothes. A few potion bottles filled with rarer liquids and ingredients. Below them all rested an ancient looking leather bound book, Albioix had to pull back a few robes to reveal it. The covers were pealing and corroded with years of age but vaguely visible through the apparent damage was the title. "<i>Moste Potente Potions</i>". A book he had stolen from his mother upon his many years ago. As his hand rolled over its cover he couldn't help but relieve the memory. The last time he and Analese last saw each other.​</div><div style="text-align: center"><br/>
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<br/>​</div><div style="text-align: left">Albiorix was just a few years younger, he looked the same but there he wasn't his usual cool collected self. Not that he was much these days, but in this memory, he tore through a large filled library in a large abandoned hall. A thin layer of dust decorated the books, the floor below him littered with tiny pieces of sparkling glass and paper. The building looked like it had gone through a tornado recently, and it had, but Albiorix was the said tornado.<br/>
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With another flick of his wand, he tore down another bookcase as he searched for something. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">You won't find anything here that will help you.</span>" Analese's cold voice floated through the shelves to his ears. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">The ministry already removed everything of value after he died. Regardless, did you think I would leave a book about how to undo my greatest punishment? No, you were always such a foolish child.</span>" Her voice snapped out, causing a great pang of anger to flow through Albiorix as he spun around, his wand in hand as he pointed in the direction he heard her voice, but he found nothing but empty air. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">Never could get anything right, suppose you were just like your father in that way. I only had hoped that you would be better, but I suppose even I could not fix something so absolutely broken.</span>" Albiorix turned again, this time he blasted a book shelve as he did, hoping to catch her off guard, but yet again he found nothing but empty air and a smoldering hole were a shelve once stood. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">What are you hoping for anyway? There is no undoing what we did to him. This isn't a fairy tale Albion. You will never have your happy ending! Not now!</span>" The anger of the moment pushed from the past as he saw himself blasting hole after hole through the old library in the home he once shared with this woman. Soon, there was nothing left, but a smoldering pile of books and wood. And as all his anger was released and his tired self-stood atop the heap, he finally saw her. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b300">You'll never be with him, ever again.</span>" Her cold eyes locked with hers, as she vanished with a loud crack, echoing in the ruined home just seconds shy of being hit by a familiar green curse.<br/>
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Albiorix fell to his knees, his eyes filled with tears as he tried to pull himself together. He began trying to force himself to apparate out of the place when he saw something, he wasn't looking for, but something, that he, might help him.<br/>​</div><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fguiltypleasuresroleplaying.com%2Fxenforo%2Findex.php%3Fattachments%2Funtitled-png.15673%2F&amp;hash=7219691817467a0666dbec28fa2163a3" title="index.php">
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<br/>​</div><div style="text-align: left">Albiorix finally freeing himself from the awful memory, he opened the book, flipping through the old pages, as he looked for something he had heard his mother speaking about. Something she told him the very dark lord used, once upon a time.<br/>
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<span style="font-family:Fredericka the Great"><span style="font-size: 26px">Rudimentary Body Potion.</span></span>​</div><span style="font-family:Fredericka the Great"> </span><br/><div style="text-align: left"><br/>
A new body, for Nathaniel.​</div>