Rubii nods, "I would like to. No secrets..."<br/><br/>She took his hand and led him away. She walked in silence appreciating her life at this moment before stopping and climbing in a tree. She waits until he is up there with her before starting her story up again.<br/><br/>"....So...after my parents left me alone....I spent three more years on my own. Surviving on hunting and scourging near here actually. Beggar child...nearly taken advantage of so many times. My inexperience in magic protected me but had many repercussions like buildings being set on fire and bystanders getting hurt. It was actually how I came across my magic. It flowed through me...most of the time, I had demons and ghost bombarding my 6 to 9 year old mind. I knew that with the damage I made, I would've been killed. The city...didn't like me....just like my parents. I walked through the haunting part of the forest were I realized I could actually control the dead. It didn't help the voices in my head but I made it without giving in so far."<br/><br/>She produces two pieces of fruit and hands one to him and took a bite of hers. Rubii continues, "I arrived in Carlisle weeks later. I befriended Nature so I could survive the journey there. I was taken in by the local orphanage, the one Sorin visited often, and I knew I wanted to be in magic. Use my magic for good and such. I enrolled in the magic school under a scholarship of early developmental magic. I was a little self taught so I knew the basics. I was a fast learner in all the arts but fire and dark were my strong suits. The rest were ok and holy magic and dark magic wouldn't work like how I wanted. After learning about the Neromancy world and how it ultimately became Necromancy, I vowed to never use it unless I absolutely have to....but severe depression didn't help. I was alone for most of my time there....and nearly went all dark a couple of times."