Alexander had just finished readying himself for the day. Writing one last letter to his family after the further twenty or so he had written to various patients and provinces informing them of what to do while he would be gone. He supposed he may actually be one of few mages relatively well liked outside the academy, it had taken most of his life to achieve this acceptance and welcome in some small portion of the world, but it was something. His family had been busy during his years at the academy, four other children all adults now, and a business which was thriving under his father's skill and mother's watchful eye. As he folded the paper and sealed it with the wax emblem of his office, an emblem he had created to make sure those he wrote to knew who was doing so quickly, he leaned back and looked out the window to the open area before him. It was always nice to view the outside world over the interior courtyard of the academy, helped him remember where he needed to be.

"Well hopefully I won't be too terribly late." Alexander said as he stood up. Throwing on the robes with the metal suns still attached as always. His father's teachings had helped maintain them since he was an adolescent, the years leaving them looking relatively brand new. The polishing and maintenance of the symbols almost a ritual in its own right. Grabbing his usual pack of items for travel he walked out the door and to the waiting airship. He still remembered the day of the airship's arrival, and the arduous discussions before the thing arrived. As a master he had learned much of this journey beforehand, and had been a guiding force in the recommendations put forth. Of course, these men had done their homework and knew mostly what they wanted, but their correspondence had been very important nonetheless.

As he arrived to the field he noted Mira already waiting by the ship, a smile settling into place. She had been at the top of both Illuminate master's lists of potential candidates. A weaver of remarkable ability and an attitude which would be sorely needed on the mission.

"Good day Mira, not slacking off on this of all days are you?" He asked jokingly at the clearly prepared woman.