[colour=#C0C0C0][h2]Nathaniel Stormlight [/h2][/colour]
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[colour=#C0C0C0] Location:[/colour] Eye of the Eye of the Beholder.
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Nathaniel offered a nod to the young Blight-born woman, the corners of his mouth twitching into a subtle smile. [colour=#C0C0C0]"Yes, I am one."[/colour] His gaze lingered on her striking features, the warmth of her smile cutting through the tavern's chatter, which swirled around them like an invisible fog of voices. [colour=#C0C0C0]"I'm actually the second in my family to embrace the path of a Sage, focusing on research."[/colour] He adjusted the collar of his well-tailored coat, brushing off an imaginary speck of dirt from his shoulder as if trying to present a polished exterior to match his words.

[colour=#C0C0C0]"For being a Sage. While some scoff at it, others are surprisingly accepting."[/colour] His voice took on an enthusiastic cadence, bolstered by the vibrant energy of the tavern. [colour=#C0C0C0]"In fact, I find it utterly captivating, an exhilarating adventure, to seek out hidden truths about Magic and the ancient histories long lost to time."[/colour] His tone resonated with fervour and resolve,  remembering all those years he would spend in the libraries of his family estate or at his academia. Often found by servants or tutors with piles of history books of Aurelia or old Magic tomes, the latter being mostly from his adventures in his family's magic research vault. He could almost feel the elders scolding him for not putting books back in the right order or not at all. 

However, in an instant, that fire seemed to dim. [colour=#C0C0C0]"But there are moments when the pursuit can take a dark turn..."[/colour] He shook his head, a fleeting shadow passing across his features as he recalled the lurking dangers. The silken voice of Sya, the tavern owner, crept into his thoughts, reminding him of their brief exchange her slipping a small pouch of coins into his hand, the change from his room rental, a silent acknowledgement of his presence in this bustling place.

As Sya mentioned the impending opening of the markets, Nathaniel felt a twinge of irksome restlessness; exploring the vibrant town of Dawnhaven beckoned him, though he knew the journey would have to wait. His duty came first. His focus sharpened, snapping back to Nesna. [colour=#C0C0C0]"Being a Sage is undoubtedly demanding, yet if you commit fully, it transforms into a profoundly rewarding experience."[/colour] He hesitated, wary of divulging too much about the intricate workings of Sage’s role, not wanting to overwhelm her with complexities that might leave her more bewildered than enlightened or, worse, share secrets.

[colour=#C0C0C0]"Unfortunately, I cannot say more about it in general. You’ll discover the truths for yourself in due time."[/colour] His words hung in the air, a promise wrapped in mystery, even as he retreated into a thoughtful silence, the flickering candlelight casting shadows that danced across his thoughtful expression.

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Mentions/ interactions.
 
Nesna [@enmuni]
Sya [@PrinceAlexus]