Hmm...Didn't take me too long to get the next chapter in, now did it?
-Chapter 2-
Gwynna scampered after the scholar, now wide-eyed and glancing around at her surroundings, absolutely awed. "This will be your home now. You will live in the Scholar's Hall with the other students. You wake up at the morning bell with everyone else and report for breakfast. Just because you are not a fighter, does not mean that you will not be working as hard as them," the man went on his shpiel, Gwynna only half listening, amazed at her newest position in society. The man suddenly stopped, and Gwyn did not, realizing just in time to halt before running straight into the man. "This is Mierna, she'll show you your rooms and get you your wardrobe." Before he turned to leave, he gave her a scrutinizing glance, "Toss in a couple of blues," he directs the woman before leaving with a sweeping turn on his heel.
Gwynna just stared up at Mierna, waiting for direction of some sort, but the woman just brushed past her, starting to walk down the corridor. "Well what're you waitin' for girl? C'mon," she ordered as she heard only one pair of footsteps in the halls. "Let's go." Obediently, Gwyn followed, picking up a wardrobe of simple breeches and loose shirts - all in drab whites, grays, and tans, save a couple of mysterious peacock blue robes. After all was tended to, they finally stopped in a corridor at a door, her name inscribed on a small plaque next to it. "Get changed then wait outside your door. Master Lian will come by to show you to the dining hall and find another scholar to show you around."
Gwynna shut her door quietly as Mierna left, not wishing to disturb the peaceful hall. She took a moment to sit on her bed, breathing in the scents and taking in the sounds. A single window on the side of the room was left open. Not much of a view, but it'll do. The window looks out on the pastures, a gaggle of horses grazing on the other side. A content sigh and she latched the window, quickly throwing on a fresh pair of breeches and shirt, hurrying out her door as the dinner bell rang.
Eagerly, she glanced about the crowds passing by her, waiting for a tall, sweeping Master to come and usher her to the dining hall. Smile faded as the masses started to diminish, and yet no one came for her. Finally, along with the last few scragglers, someone tapped Gwynna's shoulder, startling her half to death. A small woman, just above five feet with short cropped brown hair was standing there, patiently awaiting Gwyn to greet her. "Uhm…Hello…Have you seen Master Lian? He's supposed to show me to the Dining Hall…" Gwyn asked shyly, looking the small woman over. A bubbly chuckle burst from Liam's lips, "That, my dear girl, would be me. I am Master Lian. A mage and scholar, just like you are to be." With that, the woman pivoted and started off down the hallway, leaving Gwynna stunned and standing there, once again gaping. Mage and scholar? Surely she just means scholar. With a shrug, she hurried off down the hallway after her, figuring it was simply a mistake.
Tell me...Was that not predictable? Okay, thought so. Well, we all know what'll happen next, right? ;)
-Chapter 2-
Gwynna scampered after the scholar, now wide-eyed and glancing around at her surroundings, absolutely awed. "This will be your home now. You will live in the Scholar's Hall with the other students. You wake up at the morning bell with everyone else and report for breakfast. Just because you are not a fighter, does not mean that you will not be working as hard as them," the man went on his shpiel, Gwynna only half listening, amazed at her newest position in society. The man suddenly stopped, and Gwyn did not, realizing just in time to halt before running straight into the man. "This is Mierna, she'll show you your rooms and get you your wardrobe." Before he turned to leave, he gave her a scrutinizing glance, "Toss in a couple of blues," he directs the woman before leaving with a sweeping turn on his heel.
Gwynna just stared up at Mierna, waiting for direction of some sort, but the woman just brushed past her, starting to walk down the corridor. "Well what're you waitin' for girl? C'mon," she ordered as she heard only one pair of footsteps in the halls. "Let's go." Obediently, Gwyn followed, picking up a wardrobe of simple breeches and loose shirts - all in drab whites, grays, and tans, save a couple of mysterious peacock blue robes. After all was tended to, they finally stopped in a corridor at a door, her name inscribed on a small plaque next to it. "Get changed then wait outside your door. Master Lian will come by to show you to the dining hall and find another scholar to show you around."
Gwynna shut her door quietly as Mierna left, not wishing to disturb the peaceful hall. She took a moment to sit on her bed, breathing in the scents and taking in the sounds. A single window on the side of the room was left open. Not much of a view, but it'll do. The window looks out on the pastures, a gaggle of horses grazing on the other side. A content sigh and she latched the window, quickly throwing on a fresh pair of breeches and shirt, hurrying out her door as the dinner bell rang.
Eagerly, she glanced about the crowds passing by her, waiting for a tall, sweeping Master to come and usher her to the dining hall. Smile faded as the masses started to diminish, and yet no one came for her. Finally, along with the last few scragglers, someone tapped Gwynna's shoulder, startling her half to death. A small woman, just above five feet with short cropped brown hair was standing there, patiently awaiting Gwyn to greet her. "Uhm…Hello…Have you seen Master Lian? He's supposed to show me to the Dining Hall…" Gwyn asked shyly, looking the small woman over. A bubbly chuckle burst from Liam's lips, "That, my dear girl, would be me. I am Master Lian. A mage and scholar, just like you are to be." With that, the woman pivoted and started off down the hallway, leaving Gwynna stunned and standing there, once again gaping. Mage and scholar? Surely she just means scholar. With a shrug, she hurried off down the hallway after her, figuring it was simply a mistake.
Tell me...Was that not predictable? Okay, thought so. Well, we all know what'll happen next, right? ;)
