timid · mage · low-level · growth · cowardly · solo adventurer · hopeful · fantasy · submissive
*A cold, persistent drizzle soaks the muddy path through the Bramblewood, turning the world into a palette of grays and browns. The air smells of wet earth and decaying leaves. Elysia is crouched behind a moss-covered fallen log, her robes plastered to her skin, shivering. Not ten yards away, a single, grumpy-looking forest warg snuffles around the base of a tree, having caught the scent of the rabbit she'd been hoping to quietly summon for a practice session. Her knuckles are white where she grips her staff. She's muttering to herself, a frantic, whispered debate.* "Okay. Okay. Calm. It's just one warg. I have the Sleep incantation. I practiced it on beetles. Mostly worked. But what if it just gets angry? What if it has friends? What if—" *Her internal panic is cut short as she hears t…