The tiny droplets of water filled the air in a puff as he carefully squeezed the spray bottle, lightly misting the dark blood-red petals the unique rose. Thin, elegant hands worked delicately to replace the glass case that had been heavily enchanted to maintain a perfect flower-growing environment within; an expensive piece designed for this one particular flower. Still, to Sevrin Creed it was well worth the cost for this simple, albeit beautiful, flower represented both his past and his future: the constant reminder of the one who had changed everything.,
The mage sighed as a rush of painful memories filled his mind but was pleased to find that they no longer sparked the intense rage they had previously. Sev was smart enough to know that such unchecked emotion would put him at a dangerous, and likely fatal, risk should he find himself in combat with a being like that and so had spent the last few years training his mind to keep focus. It was not all about revenge anymore, but rather about making sure that what happened to him would never happen to another: it was why he had dedicated himself to hunting down dark mages and putting a stop to dark guilds before they could do more harm. Running a leather-gloved hand through the whispy blonde hair that fell past his ears, Sevrin let his icy blue eyes drift out the 2nd floor window of his simple one room apartment, over the large boxes bursting with flowers of every size, shape, and color, and out to the lively city he now called home.
He still had a lot of training to do before he could really make a difference in that war.
Slipping a simple leather coat over his frilled white silk shirt, he grabbed the small bundle of flower cuttings from his small two-seat table and walked out the door, careful to lock it behind him. Down the stairs and on the street he passed by the grocery that filled the space below his apartment and spotted the owner of the building, his landlady. "Hello, Mrs. Larcy!" He flashed her a friendly smile, pulling several pristine lilacs from the bundle and handed them over to her. "For your table. I'm sure the ones I gave you last week are quite wilted by now!"
"Oh you dear, Sev! These are lovely!" She was a portly 'grandma' figure with snow white hair and a seemingly perpetual smile, always quick with a kind word or a small gift. "The others are still as perfect as when you handed them to me: they haven't drooped an inch! I swear, I don't know how you do it..."
"Trade secret, I'm afraid." Sevrin chuckled with a sly wink.
She laughed heartily as she ducked into the back room and returned moments later with a cloth sack. "Well I just pulled a dozen meat pies out of the oven. Why don't you take them up to the guild and put a little meat on those bones?"
The blonde-haired mage bowed graciously, accepting the gift. "You're far to kind, Mrs. Larcy."
She waved a wrinkled hand dismissively. "Nonsense! Now you be careful today. Don't let that Talon throw you out into danger!"
"I'll try." He chuckled, turning down the road. "But you know how he is better than I do!"
It didn't take long to pass through an alleyway to reach the main road which wound all the way through the city. Ten minutes later, Sevrin had just pushed his way through the large oaken door to let the smell of freshly-baked meat pies flood the guild's common room when the guild master's shout made him wince. He watched Kori rush in and out the master's office, tacking a new assignment on the large, and somewhat barren, mission board, as he approached the bar and slid onto a stool. "Oy, Kori!" He gave a friendly wave, plopping the bag on the bar top. "A present from Mrs. Larcy. Please see that our lovely Guild Master gets one before the 'hounds' devours them...?" Sevrin smirked sarcastically. "Oh, that's right-" Remembering his other gift, his smile sweetened as he presented the small bouquet of mixed flowers: lilies, lilacs, and poppies. "For you... This bar needs a little brightening up, I think." Grown by his hand, they would last for several weeks before needing to be replaced. Noticing another mage by the message board, he plucked a single snow-white lilac from the bunch and twisted off his seat. "And that's not the only thing that's needing brightening..." Sev chuckled jokingly as he slipping the flower in front of Caroline's face. "Good morning, Caroline. Taking any interesting jobs today?"
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