High Loremaster
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It was a slow day at the College of Enlightenment, newly constructed center of learning and recently opened to the public. Perhaps it was presumptuous to expect pilgrims to flock to them so soon after their grand opening. Her dearest friend Arnor had been kind enough to pay a visit, but he could only stay so long due to his commitment to help resettle his people in the Heartlands bestowed to them by her father. Like her, Arnor had great things in mind for his people who had been forced to live in poor conditions for generations.
That, and Arnor's wounds sustained during the fight against the Greater Demon which had guarded the entrance to Tháinbroek seemed to have significantly weakened him. Of course, the Beorni warrior would not admit to this himself, but Nina could see it having been around him for so long. Everyone was growing older.
The footsteps of Loremaster Talerion, her second-in-command and of elven descent, went unnoticed by the white-haired Umbaran, as did his clearing of his throat. She'd fallen asleep with her nose in some book.
"High Loremaster," he reached out to gently rock her shoulder. Nina stirred and rubbed her eyes as she sat up, stretching her arms into the air. "Forgive me, Lady Heavenshield. I would not wake you unless it was important."
She let out a big yawn, feeling her eyes grow heavy once more. "It's fine, Talerion. What's the matter?"
"A visitor is on his way, having ascended the 10,000 steps. He is just about to reach the summit, the watchtowers report." Her interest piqued, she glanced past him over at the entrance.
"Oh, is it someone we know?"
"Your brother, High Loremaster. Lord Heavenshield of the Northmark," he replied in his usual dry tone.
Nina slammed the book shut and jumped out of her chair, suddenly revitalised by the mere mention of her brother's name. She grabbed her blue cloak and rushed through the library towards the exit. "Thank youuu, Taleriooon!" she shouted as she ran. The Aelvar blinked and shook his head.
The golden entrance to the College opened and sure enough, on the other side stood that very familiar face she'd grown up alongside.
"Théo," she pounced on him, throwing her slender arms around his large frame. "You're here, you're here!"