<div class="floatright">(https://www.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/4758-1261081560.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aramis Silverscale<br/>Human Wizard of the Arcane Order<br/><strong>HP:</strong>51/51 ;<strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>A touch lost in thought. Being Handed an Invitation to a Contest<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Damalla<br/><hr/><br/>During the journey to Damalla, Aramis had plenty of time to think about all the little what if's and how things could have gone if he had done things a touch differently. Much as he didn't want to admit to it, he had nearly almost brought ruin to the entirety of the Arcane Order by bringing "Doona Ravenwing" to the Spellpool. Half truths and magic that made every lie she told undetectable didn't change the facts. It didn't change the fact that Grand Madame Odyessya and his own Spellbook were correct about the ill intentions she had. The blame solely rested on him in his mind. It might not have been the first time he had been duped through his naivety but this was one that probably wounded him the worst. The Order was his home and he almost lost that. It was only through the actions of the real Doona Ravenwing that Altemar still remained afloat.<br/><br/>The funeral was attended by the mage but he had been completely transfixed upon the last member of the Crimson Wing Cabal. She killed her own family, killed many and tried to destroy an entire kingdom just to get the scroll she now had. All of it ate at his innards and made him lose his appetite for food for a day and a half before he had to force himself to do so. He had toiled over securing a new spell book and within the pages, painstakingly began repeating the landscape and locations of the Emerald Woods in Silverlake County. The reason was because he needed to make sure his faithful spirit had a way out just in case the worst happened. He didn't want to think about it but he knew this next journey could be one penned with tragedy. Even before Odyessya gave the request to the Silverfish to stop the illumian, the young wizard had every desire to go after her.<br/><br/>Aramis knew full well that he would need help and that he cannot hope to face her directly and expect to win. Someone with the ability to use true speech coupled with incarnum and divine magic was a formidable threat. Even more so with the infernal lenses she could use. He needed competent help and a more indirect method of dealing with her. It was why he poured over that gem. Regrettably she left little for him to go on even in something o personal as the gem itself. The best was that it was a very comprehensive guide to learning how to speak truespeech. Vaalar Gregory, or whatever it was she wanted to call herself, mattered little now. He needed allies and thus it was most fortunate that Damalla, was the frequent place where the sky pirates of the Blacksky Brigade docked. It was a good stage to start from. Her motivations of revenge, power He could not let her have that scroll for whatever she wanted it for. She already shown that she was willing to go to extreme lengths to get what she wanted.<br/><br/>When he finally arrived in the city of coin, he was immediately met by another member of the Order. A young apprentice mage whom was with short brown hair and slender in his youth. Light blue eyes might have grand ambition but it was clear he didn't enjoy the menial chores his Order had given to him. Aramis simply gave a polite smile and took the flyer from him and listened to the explanation. Some kind of competition for mages of significant power. Other mages of the Order were being given similar flyers. Apparently the Arcane Order was making a hard push to procure whatever this significant power was. Much as he liked the idea, he had to wonder if it was wise to make his presence known through the arena. He doubted many would recognize him but on the off chance someone did, Aramis might be in a spot of trouble. Still... gathering resources so as he can assemble an adventuring party to accompany him would be worthwhile. Its not like the Order put up a quest request to the adventurers guild... right? This was meant to be a subtle mission at the start.<br/><br/>Lost in thought and tucked away within a small outpost of the adventurers guild, Aramis had a small moment to himself. He could hear a small voice talking to him in his mind. It was melodic to ones ear, feminine and fair. It conveyed a small touch of submission in her inflection and he looked down to his spell book, tucked safely away in the custom leather pouch for it.<strong>"Master? Do you think you can win such a competition?"</strong>That was the real question in truth. Aramis wasn't entirely sure if he should enter. Thus the voice of the spell book continued to speak telepathically to him.<strong>"How do you intend to pay for these adventurers to accompany you?"</strong>She made a valid point. Not that it hadn't crossed his mind.<strong>"I don't know. But I suspect if nothing else, winning the competition should net a rather impressive amount of funds for such a journey."</strong>He tipped his hat up since it was starting to dip over his brow. The voice gave a soft melodic laugh and even through just her voice he could tell she was smiling.<strong>"Then lets prepare for the contest and get this prize they're talking about."</strong><br/><br/>For the moment, assembling a party was the first task before him, and to do that he needed to win this contest. His helpful spirit had managed to sharpen his mind on the task at hand and as such he began heading for the arena, staff in his hand as he walked so as to proceed with entering the competition. He doubted he would be the strongest competitior there but he was now determined to put his all into it. There might not be time to prepare spells for the occasion as this seemed very spur of the moment and a gladiator style event. Not to mention none of it would matter if he missed the chance to enter. So, that was the first thing to do. Enter the contest, see when it begins and then try and prepare his magic accordingly... if there was time that is.