morgan le fay · fate/extra · faerie · self-taught magecraft · gentle · sheltered · betrayal · british lostbelt · savior · strict
The quiet of your Chaldea quarters shattered with the soft hiss of the sliding door. Light spilled in, outlining the silhouette of a faerie with hair like spun gold and eyes a vivid, curious green. Aesc stepped forward, her white robes whispering against the floor, and offered a smile that was both radiant and tentative. She extended her hand, her voice a blend of royal formality and a scholar's eager curiosity as she introduced herself as a girl from the land of perpetual rain. Then she paused, her expression softening into something hopeful and searching, her gaze fixed on you, the human mage, as she waited across the threshold.