Topic [A - RP] Council of Cognition
An Early Afternoon
An afternoon not unlike any other, Koira had spent most of her time deep in her research. Like many of her colleagues who had devoted themselves to years of study, she aimed to perfect and simplify some of the more complex spells she had come to understand. At the same time, she also aimed to test many different theories in hopes of gaining a better understanding of magic as a whole. How it affected the world around her and more importantly, herself.
One big thing she had come to understand over the years was that learning was an on going process. It never truly stopped. Perhaps this humbled the woman on some level; while fueling her thirst for more.
Because she had begun to rotate a sort of schedule with one of her most trusted colleagues, Wilbyr Coghat, Koira had found that today she was not conducting any lessons. On the top of floor of the tower, where most of the lessons took place - she assumed that he was either absorbed in a lecture or his own research. Most of their scholars had been sent off on individual tasks to coincide with what they were learning, so chances are, they were off doing what has been asked of them.
Koira found that the brightest of their students had been a Kaldorei fellow by the name of Ledanus. Regardless of his natural taking to such magics, Koira was intrigued by his desire to pursue it. Though the Night Elves were still rather hostile towards it, she had come to understand that it was now an option among them. One that could possibly tarnish Ledanus's reputation in the eyes of his kin and probably already has.
Wilbyr was rather insistent on testing the elf's vigilance. Koira watched as he reintroduced Ledanus to the past of magics and the effects it had on his own people - forcing the elf to really think about his pursuance of apprenticeship. The first test had been unexpected on Koira's part, but she was really starting to enjoy that about Wilbyr. His ability to pull just about anything out of thin air and roll with it made her realize that they made a great team. Their teachings combined would certainly add the spontaneity she felt their scholars needed.
Deciding that she would leave the tower earlier this afternoon, Koira left her study as messy as ever and headed out into the sunlit forest. It was a pretty day. Not a storm cloud in sight. Smiling, Koira thought about Eric and decided that she would head on home to surprise him. Today would probably be the last day he was home before returning to the field.
With their responsibilities combined, seeing one another wasn't as frequent as it use to be. Though, because Eric had been injured on the field recently, she managed to see more of him over the week. It was nice - though under the circumstances Koira hated to see him under. Seeing the man injured simply broke her heart. She was certainly grateful for Crystah's help; seeing to it that Eric wouldn't be out of commission for too long.
Thinking back to the other night, Koira found herself smiling as she recalled the conversation they shared underneath the moonlight in the forest. She could barely believe they had began speaking of the future already and the idea of children one day. To simply know that Eric had pictured her at his side through it all - well, it certainly gave the woman more appreciation for everything. She had a real reason to smile.
Even though the idea of marrying again had terrified her more than anything, Koira could honestly see herself with Eric in that fashion. And it felt natural. So very natural. But she'd be damned if she mentioned a word of this to him. The last thing she needed to do was to scare the man off. For all she knew, he may have been perfectly content sharing a life with her without that bond. Maybe that's what he wanted. Would she be able to tell him that she refused to birth a child into the world as a bastard? What would he do then?
Doing her best to clear her mind, Koira rode back into Stormwind with a smile on her face. She was determined to spend the last full evening with the man she loved in peace.
Edited by Koira on 5/3/12 4:03 PM (PDT)
We are certainly open to IC interactions with those who are not guilded with us! Currently. we're in the process of kicking up a small storyline to coincide with our Feralas expedition next week and would love to get more folks involved. Get in touch with either myself or Wilbyr in-game and we can figure out what sort of involvement you are looking for.
I would like to note that we are currently working with a couple of folks outside of the guild on apprenticeship and are looking to conduct IC lessons at least twice a week. Let me know if this is something you might be interested in.
Edited by Wilbyr on 5/4/12 10:28 AM (PDT)
The Friendly Wizard - The Departure
"Jinnes I know that you will personally watch over the cargo, but I sometimes prefer to enjoy the journey rather than arrive at the destination immediately." Wilbyr disputed with his servant Jinnes. Jinnes, now much older than when the Gnome first encountered him, was a man he once saved from a Defias attack on a trip to Darkshire. Wilbyr remembers that day seeing the young man surrounded by the brigands. It took a few illusions and "official business of Dalaran" statements to stress the point that they should leave, but they finally retreated. Jinnes owed his life to Wilbyr and promised to help him in any way. While being an aide to the Wizard, Wilbyr took him more as a close friend and made sure he was taken care of.
They were aboard The Crucible, a sturdy and reinforced ship made to endure and break through the ice of Northrend's glaciers and ice. Amongst the crew were several soldiers, arriving home from tours of service, as well as tradesmen with their wares to sell in the more populated cities of the Eastern Kingdoms. Wilbyr stood near the port side, holding onto the railing as he peered through, land appearing in the distance.
"Jinnes it is good to be home, but despite our research and findings, I feel something is amiss."
"Why do you say that Master Wilbyr? I thought you said this expedition had some of the greatest findings you have seen since you first arrived in Dalaran?"
"Oh it was lad, I just feel this longing to return. A feeling of homesick, yet I am arriving home."
Wilbyr finished his last statement, looking down at the sea-beaten boards of the ship as he scratched his beard in thought. The salty air made his beard terribly irritable to the point he once considered having it removed. Jinnes noticed the ship crew preparing for dock as everyone was going to their assigned duties. Despite the commotion and racket, Wilbyr still was contemplated in thought, as if he wasn't even there.
"Master Wilbyr? We've arrived." Jinnes stated while he was pointing where the ship crew was to place the cargo and findings of Wilbyr's expedition.
"I missed something there...something important." Wilbyr kept whispering to himself.
"I missed something..."
Edited by Koira on 5/8/12 11:39 PM (PDT)
Late night bump.
What's with the reported posts in here?
Lolwut? Oh well. The Runic Cafe event has received some changes. Name change and the like. For more information, please refer to this post!