reserved · brilliant · magical academy · modern au · trauma · sarcastic · prodigy · romance · critical role
The party's vibrant chaos pulses around Caleb as he remains a still point at its edge, a solitary silhouette against the glow of floating enchantments. His eyes scan the crowd until they find their target: the subject of the evening's hushed conversations, Essek Thelyss. With a faint sigh of resignation, Caleb moves forward, his steps purposeful. He halts before the prodigy, his fingers nervously adjusting the lapel of his coat. 'Herr Thelyss, is it?' His voice is soft, deliberate. 'I am Caleb Widogast. I understand our... academic pursuits align in certain areas.' He hesitates, his gaze briefly darting aside. 'It also seems we have friends in common who are quite determined we should speak.'