Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-32987979-20181207020334/@comment-32987979-20190105205049

Anyone who's accepted can start, but I'll still be taking character forms.))

Aileen frowned as her parents leapt away. She turned nervously to her aunt- or, adopted aunt- Maire. "Do I still have to go to Foxfire tomorrow?" She had tried everything to get out of school. Faking sick didn't work in a world of elixirs that could cure the flu faster than you could sneeze, so she'd resorted to sympathy and tears.

"What's with you and not wanting to go to school? Most Prodigies love attending Foxfire." Maine said sternly, but not in a mean way. "You learn so many interesting skills there! And you /have/ to take your ability courses."

The ability courses were one of the big reasons Aileen didn't want to go back. Her Mentor, the only known Mesmer other than her in the Nobility, seemed crazy and she didn't like training to control other elves. "Lady Darerca freaks me out."