10-24-2015, 02:16 PM
Queen of Xenithia? The Black Mage let out a chuckle.
"You're actually the second young queen I've met here, believe it or not." The Black Mage said. Daenerys had never actually said her official title, but the Black Mage felt entitled to embellish a little if she wasn't a queen. "Perhaps the white-faced one simply enjoys taking nobility out of their kingdoms." He continued, before taking a deep breath. "You fought well in kind. I almost thought you'd had me bested with your speed." He said, and made a note to be more mobile. None of his current spells, save for one, really used enough power to demand him to be stationary.
"Magic in general does not seem to be well-thought of." The Black Mage said, thinking of her mention of 'forbidden magics that outsiders fear'. "In my homeland there were two types of magic, white and black, nurturing life and ushering in death. I have only ever been able to use the latter." He said, his voice drifting as he thought and realized how terribly rude he was being.
"I am the Black Mage by the way. I have no other name." He said as he extended a hand. Dawnika looked at it for a moment, confused perhaps by him offering his hand after a fight or perhaps not knowing of the custom, before putting her hand in his, meeting a firm shake.
"What brings you here, Queen of Xenithia?"
"You're actually the second young queen I've met here, believe it or not." The Black Mage said. Daenerys had never actually said her official title, but the Black Mage felt entitled to embellish a little if she wasn't a queen. "Perhaps the white-faced one simply enjoys taking nobility out of their kingdoms." He continued, before taking a deep breath. "You fought well in kind. I almost thought you'd had me bested with your speed." He said, and made a note to be more mobile. None of his current spells, save for one, really used enough power to demand him to be stationary.
"Magic in general does not seem to be well-thought of." The Black Mage said, thinking of her mention of 'forbidden magics that outsiders fear'. "In my homeland there were two types of magic, white and black, nurturing life and ushering in death. I have only ever been able to use the latter." He said, his voice drifting as he thought and realized how terribly rude he was being.
"I am the Black Mage by the way. I have no other name." He said as he extended a hand. Dawnika looked at it for a moment, confused perhaps by him offering his hand after a fight or perhaps not knowing of the custom, before putting her hand in his, meeting a firm shake.
"What brings you here, Queen of Xenithia?"
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