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♦ Jagred Degray • Ace of Diamonds • The Fire Eyes ♦
HP: 10/10 || SA: 10/10 || 192 GP || 0 / 1000 CP * No Condition *
Prime District Entrance || Worrying about his hair || Composed
The salty breeze hit Jagred like a tidal wave. He grimaced, adjusting his collar as his steps quickened. The third son of house Fire Eyes had never enjoyed the sea much, since the breeze did funny things with his hair and hurt his eyes. Fortunately, the Dock district here was relatively smaller compare to the one back home, so it was no time at all when he finally arrived at the Prime District. It was not that hard to find at all, given the large number of people heading toward it. He looked around briefly, hoping to catch sights of a few familiar faces. Fitz was going to the Spire, or at least that what he said in their last get-together. Acron might be nearby as well, but since he did not spot any idiot bothering the ladies, Jagred supposed he was not. Figuring he would look for them later after the initiation, Jagred went on ahead.
Even for an individual as patient as Jagred, the line was still awfully long. He let his gaze wandered, taking in all and every faces around him. It was unusual for people from all Suits to gather in one place like this, yet, he could still see the influence of the Suits system all around. Some people did not exist outside of their Suit, it seemed. He averted his eyes, a flash of rage behind them.
At las, before too long, he stepped in front of a Steward. She seemed awfully young, but Jagred still did what was asked of him. He put his meagre belongings forward, a warm smile stretching his lips. “Good morning.”- While she was going through his possessions, Jagred figured some conversations would do no harm –“Name’s Jagred. You’ve had a busy morning?”
"Hi!" she said happily, her hands suddenly on his bag at an alarming rate of efficiency. "Oh yes," she gushed, looking up at him between working, "I LOVE meeting all the new students coming through. I bet you must be excited to be here, huh?" she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Despite her speed, she didn't really seem that thorough in her job...
“Oh trust me, I am”-Jagred grinned, watching the Steward as she worked. Too bad he didn’t try to smuggle anything by her, since there were high chances he would have been successful. His thought went briefly to the enchanted jade dagger his mother gave him –“So, any tips for a newcomer? You look like you could give a few.”
She grinned at him then, taking his hand for a moment and waving her's above it, a strange new symbol glowing on his skin.
"Well," she said, smiling from ear to ear, "I can definitely give you something."
She slips a strange pink capsule into your hand, the size of a small bean. Gain UNKNOWN: Ingestible pink capsule.
She hands you back your documents and items, as well as a little slip, and points you in the direction of the dorms should you choose to go.
~You now have full access to the Prime District~
Jagred was slightly taken aback when the tiny capsule dropped into his hand, but he quickly composed himself. With a grin and words of gratitude to the Steward, he headed off before people behind him in the line could get impatient.
Afterward, he didn’t go for his dorm right away, but waited around the entrance to see if he could catch sights of his friends.
Equipment & Items:
Standard Rations (5)
Waterskin (1)
Ropes (20 feet)
Lock picks (20)
Grappling Hook (1)
Thematic items: Expensive leather gloves, worn cloak, small back pack.
I see you like stalking too eh? Just know that while you're reading this, I'm reading all your posts from 5 months ago and silently judging your taste. Ha Ha. Or not.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I see you like stalking too eh? Just know that while you're reading this, I'm reading all your posts from 5 months ago and silently judging your taste. Ha Ha. Or not.</div>