As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane & Caeli]
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				Title: <strong>As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>28-11-2007, 00:39:35</strong>
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				<em><strong>Prologue</strong><br><br>In a world of vast expanses of wilderness between towns and cities, there exists mages, non-magical humans, magical creatures, fairies, elemental creatures, and other wonderful (and to balance it, horrible) things. Of late, mages have become persecuted in the country of Valigard, no longer as exalted or revered as they were in the past, when wars had been prominent and their talents widely visible. An old, wizened Master Mage, the top teacher in the most prominent mage school in the capital city, fears for the life of one of his most adventurous and skilled students, a fiercely independent water mage. She has the potential to be one of the most powerful elemental mages to come along in a long time, but only if she manages to escape becoming slaughtered in the chaos of the witch-hunt.<br><br>Master Mage Kastadel sends this mage to a former student of his who lives beyond the borders of the now-unsafe Valigard, where the persecution isn't as noticeable or widespread. He has a private home in both the capital and in the countryside of Midiel, but spends more of his time at the capital. This former student is fairly young compared to most mages, who have a longer life span - he is in his older twenties or young thirties, but with the skill and power of someone twice his age. When he receives the letter from his former master, his obligation to Kastadel leaves him unable to refuse the request. But one thing's for sure - he definitely resents having what HE believes is a spoiled rich brat foisted upon him. He has no idea that she is quite the opposite - charming, lively, eager to achieve mastery over her elements, and most importantly, a young woman.<br><br>She isn't much happier - not only must she, in essence, abandon her life in Valigard and go to a completely new place, she doesn't WANT a new teacher; she has had more than a few in the past twenty years (an unfortunate fact made true by her mischievous personality and penchant for tricks, as well as a gift that outstripped all her previous masters') and Master Mage Kastadel is, hands down, the best she's ever had - the one who taught her the most, who was the most patient, who understood her better than most. But because he asks it of her, she will go, if unwillingly. SHE thinks Master Kastadel's former student is just another stuffy old teacher - she has no idea that he is as young as he is, nor that he is one of the most sought after bachelors in the capital (and <span class="bbc_u">not</span> for his powerful magic). But they're stuck with each other - he couldn't just send her back, and she really has nowhere to go now... So they make do.<br><br>Their relationship? Rocky, at first, but they'll learn to manage with each other and even become friends. Somewhere along the line, his protective feelings towards the young woman gravitate more toward the romantic/sexual than that of a relationship between a student and her teacher. But with her intimacy issues, he's going to have to keep his intentions hidden and his seduction subtle if he wants to have her.<br><br><br><br>The story begins with Lorryn Sorayiis, a fearsome water mage of twenty years. The dangerous journey out of Valigard is over with, and she now stands at the doorstep to her new master's abode, in the capital of Aladel, not so anxious to meet her new instructor...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>28-11-2007, 03:35:55</strong>
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				It was a rare thing to see Lorryn hesitating at the threshold of doing anything, let alone doing something as simple as knocking a door. But there she was standing - well, staring at might perhaps be more accurate - in front of a large, intimidating looking pair of ironoak doors, the well-sanded grains of honey-and-gold brown wood staring rather impassively back at her. Not difficult to do, considering that the door wasn't actually alive in any real sense. It would have been pathetic if the water mage hadn't found her situation so dreadful... being forced to pick up her life and move hundreds of miles away, to get herself a stuff old teacher who would limit her creativity with her wielding of magic, who wouldn't understand why a young woman had a life beyond her magic, no matter how important she herself believed it was.<br><br>Lorryn Sorayiis could honestly say, from experience, that old teachers (except Master Mage Kastadel) rarely understood the younger generation. But her old Master had been teaching for decades. This man - whoever he was - had not had a single student. Ever.<br><br><em>Why me?</em><br><br>The street from which she'd entered this alley was loud with the sounds of horse hooves, wagon wheels, and the usual loud hum of chatter of large trade cities. Convenient, that the doorway was constructed off to the side - Lorryn didn't have to worry about her horse blocking the traffic behind her, and at least here she had enough quiet to think. Her options were pretty limited at this point though: Valigard's witch-hunting was escalating, such that a lone mage traveling alone was no longer safe in towns or cities (the locals might turn you in to 'save their souls,' as the Duke of Purity put it), but she wouldn't be able to make her way alone in a large city. She could certainly try - become a free-lance sorceress, anyway - but her youth and striking looks did not make her prospects look any better than simply accepting tutelage under this new instructor of hers. Any potential employer would almost certainly expect "fringe benefits" besides the services she was rendering.<br><br>She really wanted to scream. Or hit something.<br><br>"Well, Helios, what do you think I should do?" Lorryn asked conversationally, stalling a bit as she turned to the gray horse standing patiently in the alley with her. She shifted unconsciously in her robes - cut simply, but in a way that flattered her lean body. They clung to her athletic figure and allowed her a great deal of movement, but even though she was dressed in breeches and boots underneath them, nobody would mistake her for a man, even if they didn't look at her pretty face. Her lips flattened as her chin came up - she stiffened her shoulders in determination and knocked three times on the door. Loudly.<br><br><em>... Why is nobody answering?</em><br><br>When, after a few minutes, nothing happened, she felt like kicking the door, but resisted only because it would give her teacher a bad first impression of her. Lorryn ran a hand through her mane of black, wavy hair, trying not to grip it too tightly lest she accidentally pull out a handful in her irritation, and shut her eyes briefly, releasing a breath. "Who does this man think he <em>is</em>? Maybe I'm arriving a week or so earlier than expected, but he can't possibly be engaged in anything SO important he can't even answer the door!" She remarked scathingly to herself, blue-gray eyes darkening in annoyance. She knocked (well, pounded) the door again, and had the satisfaction of hearing footsteps from behind the door approaching quickly.<br><br>The quickness of the response didn't surprise Lorryn - but the buxom, curvaceous woman in the doorway certainly did. Lorryn blinked, as much out of admiration for the woman's anatomy (her own body was more lithe than curvy) as out of surprise. The woman, to her credit, looked properly irritated, with hair and clothing mussed in very obvious ways.<br><br>"May I help you, girl?" She asked scathingly.<br><br>The mage merely smiled pleasantly, doing her best not to growl out her answer. "I'm here to see the Master Mage. I have important business with him."<br><br>The woman looked down her nose at the girl, clearly not recognizing Lorryn for a mage. "I apologize. He is currently indisposed and will see you at another time." And without a word, the door was promptly slammed in her face.<br><br>Lorryn stared at the door in patent disbelief, and then plastered a fake smile on her face as she stepped forward and put her hand on the door. Almost immediately it became a wall of ice - and with it completely coated in the element of her power, Lorryn easily managed to unlock the door and swing it open with none to little force. The icicles that had formed in the doorway showered down as she stepped through, leading Helios behind her, and shut it again.<br><br>"I <em>said</em>, I've important business with the Master Mage. He WILL see me now," she repeated forcefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>indarkestknight</strong> on <strong>29-11-2007, 12:00:08</strong>
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				<em>As the testy water mage bursts into the room, however, she finds the lush, opulent palace-like interior empty, almost as if the woman had disappeared into thin air. Instead, a magnificently sculpted marble fountain greets her with its gurgling as the door, now flat on the ground, presses into a rather expensive, soft, velvety carpet for visitors just entering, though her view of hallways of alabaster and marble, laced with the most demure hints of gold.<br><br>After a few moments, she hears a light, androgynous, whimsical voice respond from above, altogether different from that of the stern woman.<br><br>"And </em>I<em> said that the master of the household is currently indisposed and will see you at another time."<br><br>If Lorryn makes the mistake of looking up, she shall see the woman standing on the ceiling, everything perfectly in place as if, indeed, gravity were pulling the servant up rather than down... and, after a few seconds, finds her sense of balance shift that way, too, and starts to fall towards the ceiling.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>29-11-2007, 15:26:40</strong>
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				It was spatial levitation, or some very well-cloaked wind magic. With a sigh of disgust, Lorryn merely reopened the door behind her and stepped back outside, until the spine-tingling feeling in her neck went away and she was standing solidly again. She stared woodenly ahead, her face an impassive deadpan, as she attempted to gather her thoughts around her astonishment - not at the trick, which Kastadel had taught her as well (though she couldn't manage it so well, being a water mage), but at its trivial use.<br><br><em>What kind of frivolous mage uses his funds and magic so uselessly?</em> She couldn't help thinking with a tiny frown, noting the opulence of the place's interior. Her horse, used to the mage's antics, merely snorted and pawed at the ground lightly before standing quietly by her side. Not even the courtly mages of Valigard deigned to waste their coin on a luxurious home.<br><br>"Honored Master Mage, I come bearing a scroll with the seal of Master Mage Kastadel himself," she finally remarked wearily, not appreciating this teacher's idea of fun - or idleness. The expense of magic in distorting the physics of reality was nothing to be taken lightly, even for a Master Mage - that her new instructor indulged in it to frighten guests or visitors was a bit galling.<br><br>"If the Master refuses to see a mere first-rank mage, even though he was told to expect the arrival of this humble mage, then this mage can make the effort to backtrack to Valigard in keeping with the proper schedule and bring Master Mage Kastadel's message another time," Lorryn remarked in a neutral voice, reverting to formal language. "When shall the honored Master Mage be suitably free to see to the matter that this insignificant servant brings?" She asked pleasantly, sweeping the empty room a mockingly courteous bow. Had she really picked up her entire life and all she had ever known to be greeted with <em>this</em> sort of disrespect? Even if she was not of master rank, she was very close, lacking only a few years; a fact anyone could have known by taking a look at the single silver phoenix pinned to the collar of her mage robes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>indarkestknight</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 20:39:48</strong>
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				<em>The woman floats down, and, after a moment, her appearance begins to shift, her skin taking on a slightly blue-ish tone, her hair becoming long, luxurious and white, her eyes a stormy grey as her ears become pointed and her dress flows into something much more scant, made entirely, it seems, of silken lengths wrapped around her body at strategic places, with the rest of it merely floating around her, almost as one might expect an angel to be wrapped in white cloth, save these blue lengths are much more diaphanous than that, bordering on indecency.<br><br>Still, the creature, whose eyes would likely normally be sparkling with eager mischief to see the reaction of the guest of her (its, perhaps, not that it really matters at the moment), is familiar enough to Lorryn, if only from the texts her old master taught her from. A djinn, a powerful spirit of elemental air. Rare, even among masters, were they as servants, for while it takes a master's power to bind one, it requires an unusual cunning to maintain one without bringing oneself to ruin. One might wonder that, if the djinn has free reign to answer her master's door in the manner the young mage was just received, if, indeed, her new mentor might be quite lacking in said cunning.<br><br>"A first-rank mage? Well... I'll call him down, then, Miss...?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 14:08:20</strong>
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				When she recognized the elemental spirit, Lorryn's hot temper cooled slightly. She took a deep breath and knelt respectfully - Lorryn could summon undines at will, more easily if she was at a place of natural power, but it was quite a feat to be able to maintain a summoning. When she stood again, she handed the scroll to the djinn.<br><br>"I am Miss Sorayiis - this scroll is for the Master Mage, written in the hand of Master Mage Kastadel. He has been told to expect me, but I'm a bit ahead of schedule." The young woman didn't mention that it had been a trial, getting here this early; the journey from capital to capital had first been wrought with bounty hunters and witch-burning fanatics, and then of normal bandits and rogues trying their luck on a single, seemingly unarmed young woman. A pity, that - Lorryn, already having narrowly escaped harassment from suspicious villagers and leery men, had quite enjoyed teaching them a lesson with her knives.<br><br>"If I walk in again, do you think you could keep spatial reality firm? My horse doesn't like it, being floated into the air," she said with a weak smile. Oh, gods, she was tired... she really just wanted to sit down and sleep, but she had to get through meeting her new teacher first. Lorryn was not looking forward to learning from a fusty, old, traditional teacher - Kastadel had given her free reign on her magic, allowing her to explore her power so she could make her own mistakes. "Also, where should I stable Helios? It's been a long few weeks - I would appreciate if he could rest, even for only a little bit."
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				Post by: <strong>indarkestknight</strong> on <strong>02-01-2008, 23:29:42</strong>
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				<em>The djinn takes the rolled-up scroll and considers it for a moment, almost as if reading its contents just by looking at it and holding it in her hand. Then, with a nod and a grin, she sets off down the hall, flying at a rather breakneck speed, easily maneuvering around each of the statues and fountains that she sees poised to smash into as her eyes stay on the young female mage.<br><br>"I've give this to the master and should be back in a few minutes, unless he decides to come personally!"<br><br>With that, she turns a corner and leaves Lorryn alone and waiting, with only the soft sound of the water in the fountain and the gentle, luxurious softness of the cushioned chairs and sofas to occupy her until one or the other arrives.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>13-01-2008, 13:07:37</strong>
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				Lorryn was a bit surprised at the abrupt turnabout, but nodded, trying not to look too shocked. "Of course. Thank you," she murmured, watching as the djinn disappeared deeper into the house. The mage decided to leave Helios outside - no harm in that, since the horse could easily defend itself - and tied up the gray to a solid post, removing her saddlebags and supplies. She closed the door behind her and selected a comfortable divan to rest in, at least until her new master came to meet her.<br><br>She lay down with a yawn, rubbing her eyes with the cleanest part of her sleeve. It had been days since she'd gotten any full night of sleep, since traveling alone was hard even without having to worry about witch hunters and persecuting church fanatics. Lorryn's energy, both magical and physical, had been worn down to a thread, working spells to keep her hidden, to keep her protected - spells that had kept her alive for the length of almost two countries.<br><br>It wasn't a surprise that Lorryn decided to close her eyes - just for a moment, she told herself - when she found herself yawning for the fifth time since the djinn had left... and even less so when she almost immediately dropped of into sleep, too exhausted to resist the powerful call of slumber.
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				Post by: <strong>indarkestknight</strong> on <strong>15-01-2008, 12:40:12</strong>
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				<em>"... And you're absolutely certain, Basimah, that this girl came to see me? I could have sworn my threesome wasn't scheduled until tomorrow, and it was supposed to be with the twins."<br><br>"That's next week, Master."<br><br>"Aaaah... Well, I must admit, she is pretty. Though, mind you, Lady Thalia seems rather clingy for someone who would arrange to share... Ah, there we go, she's waking up. Poor thing looks tired from her trip."<br><br>The first thing Lorryn's eyes are greeted with as they flutter open, though her ears have already caught the words of a man and a djinn, is a smiling, handsome young man, but a handful of years older than her, the average age of most apprentices, whose magic she is far beyond by now.<br><br>"G'morning, sunshine."<br><br>His hair, which is wild as if windblown, is a rich auburn, his pale hue lightly tanned from a moderate amount of physical activity in the sun, and sky-blue eyes that seem like sparkling eye-gems as they stare at her inquisitively, darting down, though, perhaps a couple more times than is entirely polite.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>15-01-2008, 13:53:45</strong>
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				When Lorryn opened her eyes, she found a pair of brilliant blue eyes staring back at her. For a moment she froze, wondering if she'd somehow, in her dreams, managed to transport herself somewhere. She gulped back a mewl of surprise and managed to pull something resembling an awkward smile onto her face.<br><br>"I... ah... apologize for falling asleep on the furniture," she said with a flush of embarrassment. She had been in the capital of Midiel for a scant few hours, and already she was making herself out to be a fool in front of her new Master's apprentice - a very handsome one, at that. Lorryn waited until the man and the djinn had moved back before she pulled herself into a sitting position, still blushing from her social blunder.<br><br>"I'm here to speak with the Master Mage... Master Kastadel sent me here, from Valigard," she said softly, unable to look into the man's eyes. She'd always been weak towards handsome men - back home, and it also seemed here as well.
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				Post by: <strong>indarkestknight</strong> on <strong>16-01-2008, 07:21:57</strong>
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				<em>"It's quite alright. You do look rather tired. May I ask your name, fair maid?"<br><br>The handsome young man smiles affably, and, standing and taking a step back as she sits up, he gestures casually with one hand, summoning a cushy chair from across the room for him to recline in. The mark of an apprentice, eager to show off his power, or a master, not caring who sees his power, though, from his age, it seems most likely to be the former.<br><br>He is dressed in a simple robe, pure white, with a light, silk tunic beneath and a pair of breeches and boots.<br><br>Nodding semi-automatically, he continues to smile, though it seems, for a moment, as if he is only half listening to her words.<br><br>"Ah... yes, that would be... Wait. Master Kastadel?"<br><br>The young man's friendly face immediately is graced by a rather displeased scowl as he glances up to the smirking djinn, who hovers nearby, clearly only restraining her smile from stretching from ear to keep the game playing a little longer.<br><br>"Then you're not the, ah... I see. Basimah..."<br><br>His tone becomes slightly angered, and the djinn responds with a mischievous giggle.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>17-01-2008, 08:57:48</strong>
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				The seductive, almost affable air surrounding the man disappeared the moment she uttered Master Kastadel's name. Lorryn wondered if her Master was that fearsome - or if it was the fact that she had been sent here by someone of such high ranking that bothered him. She tried to smile, though this time she kept her eyes trained on his face, despite the blush - it wouldn't do for her eyes to wander to an obviously well-built body, and to flush even rosier.<br><br>The young water mage didn't understand the exchange of looks between the djinn and the man... but the djinn was being deferential towards him, if a little mischievous. Regarding the mage who had summoned her, it exemplified the fact that it was no harsh binding that kept her here - and, certainly, it meant that he was a powerful man, who was also kind to some extent.<br><br>But if the djinn was regarding <em>this</em> particular man...<br><br>No. It couldn't be that <em>he</em> was the master mage that Master Kastadel wanted her to train under. He was so young for one of such high rank - a near impossible feat (though she'd heard Kastadel say more than once that if she trained hard enough, she might also, in one decade, be one of the youngest Master Mages to grace the lands.<br><br>"May I speak to the Master Mage?" She asked shyly, uncertain of how to act around this man. Was he a lowly apprentice, or a favored student? But hadn't Kastadel said something about his former student not in the business of training young mages?<br><br>Just who was this man?<br><br>"And... may I have the pleasure of knowing your name?" Lorryn continued. She was certainly very pretty, but nothing any well-endowed woman would be jealous of. With her wide, innocent blue-gray eyes and full, eminently kissable lips, she could actually appear quite striking, were she to smile - her eyes, unable to hide her emotions, quite sparkled when she was happy... and also smoldered to a delightfully vivid blue when she was aroused, her past lovers had informed her with amused, doting smiles.<br><br>Her figure was lithe and lean, but nothing to be jealous over. She was slim-bodied, with very little extra fat on her bones, thanks to a strict daily regimen of exercise, but very definitively feminine; Lorryn had long, graceful limbs and slight curves. She had never been sought after by hordes of men - but had also never been lacking in sexual partners.<br><br>Lorryn stood up unsteadily and bowed apologetically, a bit sheepish. "Again, I apologize for bothering you so early in the morning... I hadn't wanted to come until later, but I was really on my last rations, and didn't want to find lodgings in the city for only the afternoon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>indarkestknight</strong> on <strong>20-02-2008, 08:18:25</strong>
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				<em>The young man, brow furrowed, scowl tempestuous, almost seems to distracted to notice as she asks a question, but her words startle him out of his mood, a bit of his smile shining through his cloudy expression.<br><br>"Of course, of course. My apologies. Where have my manners been? Master Mage Dominic."<br><br>He throws out the title as if it were the most natural thing in the world, his mind clearly on things other than impressing the girl, despite, or perhaps because, she is his new student.<br><br>"And not at all, not at all... I had not anticipated you'd be here so soon, but, then, Master Kastadel always did chastise me for what he saw as excessive optimism..<br><br>"In any case, Basimah, lead her directly to the scrying pool. I'll deal with our house-guest."<br><br>He offers a small, but genuine smile to Lorryn.<br><br>"My apologies for any troubles Basimah may have caused you; I assure you, should she cause any more trouble, inform me, and I will deal with her accordingly."<br><br>With that, he stands, bows once, quickly, and moves with swift stride into the recesses of his abode, leaving the genie and the mage alone again.<br><br>"Well, let's hope the punishment's something kinky, won't we?"<br><br>The djinn grins at Lorryn, a slightly lewd gleam in her eyes, before she looks back at the retreating form of her master and licks her lips suggestively.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: As Luck Would Have It [Glabrezubane &amp; Caeli]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caeli</strong> on <strong>21-02-2008, 01:04:01</strong>
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				Lorryn stared at the djinn for a moment, slightly uncomfortable, but simply gave the creature a slight bow, looking away when the djinn licked her lips speculatively.<br><br>But in all honesty, she had not expected the Master Mage - her new teacher - to be so young, and so handsome. Lorryn only hoped that it wouldn't become a potential problem in the future, especially since he seemed especially... sexually inclined. Well, it was either that, or the djinn he had summoned was naturally lewd, which usually was not the case. Completely the opposite, in fact.<br><br>Shaking the thoughts from her head, Lorryn swallowed back her nervousness and tried to attempt a smile.<br><br>"The scrying pool...? What do we need to scry for?" She asked the question as the djinn led her down the hall. Lorryn admired the luxurious furnishings of the home, though with a few misgivings for what it reflected about the owner. Still, she couldn't fault someone for living in luxury - after all, Kastadel was living similarly, though his luxurious were more subtle than his former student's.
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