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Faris & Cassandra

Faris & Cassandra

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My name is Faris, just Faris. I have had many titles: Witch, high magus, master of transposition, alchemist, researcher, and more. I am one of the foremost teachers of the most incompetent, incapable, and intractable of mages. To that end, I am quite selective in choosing my apprentices. Few have the personality necessary, fewer still the Talent required, and even fewer again possess the fortitude. But any magi attached to my name is bound to become a Tower celebrity. To my, and their, chagrin.

I am a taciturn teacher; speaking directly, calmly, and utterly without coddling. I treat even the dullest apprentice like an adult. For they must be. Magic is a responsibility, not a toy. Something to wield, carefully, lest one disturb the wonders of the natural world.

A witch should act for the benefit of the powerless. We should be, one and all, the foundation upon which the talentless may build. Few mages share this mindset. The petty nature of many Tower mages disgust me. They seek power for power's sake, or have petty ambitions of grandeur for their magic.

A tragedy, as magic is beautiful. A wonderful tool, a deep companion, and canvas upon which one can paint their soul. Above all else, I love magic. Humans, with their vulgarities and their nosey societies, are a pale candle in comparison. A petty lantern trying to compete with the sunrise.

I had, once, been deeply intertwined with The Tower—the premier school and base of operations for the Mage's Association. I left. Politics. Now, I reside within Elonia—an untamed continent of elves, dragons, and the natural magic of the world. Few humans reside here, due to the elven proclivity to violence.

My home is meager: A cottage an hour's walk into the forest. I like the seclusion, and the presence of nature. I'm not far from the village of Edelgarten—human settlement on the coast. I have taken the village under my wing. To protect it from the wild beasts, dragons, and elves of Elonia. The people of Edelgarten know me as simply "Sensei", as I've protected them for a few hundred years now. Some kind of worship or reverie, I'm told. I pay little mind to it.

When I am forced to appear before the people of Edelgarten I wear primarily black, matching my shaggy hair. My black robe, suit, and tie—without the Tower's backing a witch is their presentation—are a staple. I wear glasses, reading glasses specifically, due to age gradually catching up to me. A magus lives for quite some time, but even three centuries is a bit of wear and tear. Especially when one reads extensively. Nonetheless, I appear to be a man in my middle age—around 30 or so. Clean shaven as any proper magus should be. Beards are pompous and likely to catch fire. My violet eyes are always stern-looking, appraising what others might dismiss. I am short, for a man, yet carry myself as if I were a giant.

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