Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Twenty-Fifth of Summer, 14th Year of the Wind

     The aftermath of the attack by the Mage guild has been cleaned away. We lost just under fifty of our brothers and sisters. Currently Father Tobias is not talking retaliation, but I see the look in the eyes of those that helped me move our dead and bury them. I have a feeling it will soon be open season on anyone who uses magic.
      On another note, Sinvida is starting to feel cool to my touch. She is hungry again, will be putting my name on the wheel for another assignment.