"oh- yeah! That's me!" a man walked forward, hardly imposing physically. The guard looked the man once over. "well? What's so special 'bout you?" Zegerus stumbled over his words momentarily, rubbing a large golden gauntlet on his right hand. "I-ah, am very skilled with the magical arts, I could manipulate anything in sight to-" he was cut off by the nord "Can you swing a sword?" this question frustrated him. He hated being talked down to. He looked over the counter the guard was at, and had an idea. He blinked, and 3 papers off to the side of the table went up in flames. The nord seemed in-effected by his tricks. "maybe you should just go home boy. Go read a book, or sumthin." Zegerus sighed, and began to turn away, when he remembered the first thing they ever teach you in conjuration! With a spinning turn, a congured axe slammed into the counter with a hollow thump. The guard was taken aback. Zegerus couldn't help but laugh slightly. He amazed even himself.<br/><br/>"My name is Zegerus Teirabendis, and mark my words, I'm going to be the worlds greatest Magi!!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>