AN: Just feel that I should clarify that the story Pyro is writing for NaNoWriMo is not the story I'm writing. Also, I warned you some of these chapters would be "shorter" heh.
November 1
Alaina lifted her hands and gazed at the crackling scarlet magical energy dancing over her hands. Her heart raced as she looked upon the charred remains of the bandit on the ground before the opened door of the carriage.
Pyro continued writing the opening scene in utter delight, thrilled at seeing the words he'd been replaying over and over in his head appear upon the screen.
The grey-haired man nearest the carriage door glanced out at the body, and then back at the slim, raven-haired young woman.
"I didn't realise you were a mage," Roch said, eyeing her speculatively.
She looked at him with a start, then again at the scarlet energy as it appeared to dissolve.
"I'm not," she replied. "Am I?"
"If you're not," he answered seriously, "then I wonder how you could tap into ley lines without any prior training."
Pyro cackled to himself in utter delight. Okay so the whole older-wizard-mentor thing was a tad tropey; it wouldn't be by the time he was done with it!