Majita nods and heads in as well. Terry too goes in…
“…”
Fie too goes as well, after a brief hesitation, pulling Magnus along in the meantime.
And though the mist obscured the view… they were heading towards a small little cottage, which stood in front of a huge flight of stairs leading to its west.
Those stairs lead somewhere else. On the cottage, it says, “Borealia Alchemy Cottage”.
At arriving there, Faustus notes the sign, and climbs up the stairs, turning around and waiting for the others to catch up before entering the building.
And you see there is another flight of stairs leading upwards…
Toval is already at the cottage, knocking.
“Raina. They’re here. And I got the list ready.”
And Terry, Majita, Magnus and Fie all come up behind Faustus…
“Toval! Please, come in.” A young, dignified voice resounds from the inside. It sounds just like Elise…
“Well. Come on kids.” He opens the door, heading in.
Fie immediately zips in after the white robed man…
Faustus enters after Fie, doing a slow, but full 360 upon entering to note his surroundings, then heads over to wherever the 14 year old girl is.
Though faint, you could see an outline of the town. And you enter the building to see…
A petite lady by several bubbling flasks of various questionable materials, with several cloths hung up on the walls of the cottage. For some reason, she had more than a resemblence to Elise. Oh, Borealia. That makes sense.
The lady in question now held onto the envelope that the white robed man had. She turned to face the group.
“My. Class VI. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Not to mention, Toval was grabbing Fie who was now hanging from his hand, that held her collar…
“Aww. It’s Elise,” remarked Fie.
“You got a troublemaker friend here.” The white robed man sighed.
Faustus brings his right fist over his heart, almost in a semi-salute way. “Pleasure to meet you as well, Miss Borealia.” He then drops the salute and ignores Fie, hoping the issue will be resolved quickly and without much conflict.
(Finally I have Internet)
Magnus grinned. In Tempor he was more confident than anywhere else, except the seas. “It’s not Elise,” he mutters.
“It is.” Fie pouts.
The lady walks over… to formally introduce herself.
“My name is Raina Borealia. I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Class VI.”
She does a slight curtsy…
“It’s getting late. I’ll lead you to the mansion. We’ll talk about your tasks in Tempor there.”
“… She even smells like Elise.” Remarked Fie.
“Borealia. You’re related to Elise Borealia?” Magnus asks, following.
(Hold up, let me help James connect to wifi)
“That would be my daughter. I’ve been told in her letters, and now I see for myself how interesting you all are.”
She smiles, as she leads everyone out of the cottage and up the stairs.
“This way.”
Small mansion… yeah, probably. It looked huge… like the size of a whole building.
“Looks… Nice.” Faustus remarks, following Raina to the mansion. His face looked a bit low-spirited upon seeing a full view of the house, but he redirects his view to Magnus, and jests “How come? Hoped to get married early?” With that, he smiles.
“Modest for a mansion.” Terry said.
Wait. Shouldn’t he go… HAH, THIS PUNY THING, YOU CALL IT A MANSION? MORE LIKE A FANCY FARMHOUSE. ?
“Whoa…”
Fie looks up at the mansion… She had flipped back into her normal emotionless face, and was walking alongside the white robed man, who was patting her head.
“You’ve grown! Fie!”
“…” (Toval is not Nidhoggr)
His smile widens even more when he joked “Only 15? When I was 14 I…” He drops his smile, shaking his head and muttering “Nevermind.” He then follows Raina up the stairs to the mansion, ignoring Fie and the robed man.
“Hmm.” Magnus thought. He has a story to tell. Magnus ran up to join Fie and the white robed man. “I bet you my trident I know your name in three guesses,” he says to the man.
“You’re a feisty one. I told you my name back then.” He smiles
“No need.”
Raina then invites the whole party into the Borealia Mansion. The great hall was approximately half the size of a football field, with a total of 2 floors. The party is brought to the second floor meeting area, with many chairs and a large rectangular table.
“Yes. Please have a seat.”
On the table… is tea and a document of papers for each member in the party.
Faustus silently walks over to his seat, and sits down, opening and examining the documents that are on the table.
