Start, I hate this post, but it's hard to start an RP. < <;
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I sighed, twiddling my fingers as I waited. Currently, I was deaf, and couldn't hear anything that was going on around me. Not that there was much to hear, considering the door was heavy metal, painted black, and thick as the trees that surrounded it. That's the way things were built here, in Sinsena, because if we were completely wiped from the forest, all the trees would still be around. We built around the trees- they were both cover, and foundation. Suddenly, a heavy silence- even heavier then not being able to hear anything at all, pressed against my ears, and I almost yelped, if my mouth wasn't numb from the lack of feeling in them. The door slowly slid open, letting leak only a single thread of dim candle light shine through. That too, soon turned dark. Whether it was because I'd gone blind, or whether the door had been shut, I would never know.
There I sat for an hour, before the door opened again- dark as the rest of the forest. I didn't even notice until my now acute hearing sense's heard the magic flowing through the floating mage's feet, levitating them off the forest floor, preventing a crunch of the dead black leaves. A piece of black paper engraved with silver writing slid onto my numb hand, and the mage's disappeared without a trace. I waited, for about five minutes, before I could move anything but my eyes again, and looked down- I was deaf again, which was definetely an annoying handicap, but currently, I needed both touch and sight. I read the riddle on the paper, and my blue eye's narrowed in annoyance. What kind of riddle was that?
How vague could it get? I sighed, and stood, gliding through the darkness of the forest, looking for some kind of inspiration. One of the main things the mage's seemed to find fun, was to try to find a cure for my illness. It was annoying, what with them always making me wait, but then again, what else was there to do? Spell practicing was forbidden outside the biggest, most well defended, and sound-proof fortress. And even that place was silent as the grave, save for the explosion's given off by the spell's. It was hard to remember the last time I'd heard a human voice. Things were spoken by writing them in burning red letter's with one's wand. Little kids, had to use a special sign-language system, only understandable by Sinsena mage's.
And now, I was being sent out of here, to the loud, bright, bustling world, to figure out a riddle?
I crumpled the note in my hand and let it burn, all the while, hiding the firelight within my clenched fist, as I picked up the bag of my already packed belonging's, and tied it around my waist, under my scarf. Three mage's stood behind me, one with a black eagle on his outstretched arm, another with two blank scroll's in either hand, and another with enchanted ink. I added the ink and scrolls to my belt, and let the eagle sleep on my shoulder.
I could already see the dark gray outskirts of Sinsena's forest. And even further from that, the bright sunny land with blue skies in which was forbidden for anyone but mage's who spent their time as hired spell caster's. That was what I was now- it was the only way I'd be allowed to leave. So, I set out to find my first employer, all the while keeping my dark veil securely over my face.
