[center][color=c4df9b][h3]~Auges Magnus~[/h3][/color]

Year 7,432 of the 3rd Era
3rd Month, 12th Day
Location: Forests of Illisk, Village of Skruor[/center]
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For the most part, Auges kept themselves quiet as they walked a few paces behind the larger northern man. Mostly because he was talking and she had no idea what he was saying. She could pick up a few general words and phrases, or at least the general intent behind the words but for the most part trying to speak in any lengthy coherent fashion that would be beneficial would only result in headaches. Instead, she took to making mental notes about the scenery. The north was so vastly different from the Deserts of Harena. She had seen them before of course, but the smell of the pine forests still felt so unfamiliar to her.

The man, Aric, kept talking as they trekked through the forest. The path wasn't a well worn one, and she ended up nearly tripping on multiple occasion. Perhaps that was because she was still lost in thought though. Trying to piece together the little clues she had. But perhaps she was thinking about things too hard as Ante often told her she did. She turned her gaze from the trees in the distance back towards Aric.

[b]"You've been studying that rock for awhile now."[/b] He chuckled, glancing over his shoulder at her. Ah? Yeah, she had picked one up a few minutes ago. She had wanted to try practicing to see if being dead had somehow affected her abilities but she wasn't sure if she could do it in front of Aric. She stuffed it in her pocket. [b]"So where you from, kid?"[/b]

[color=c4df9b]"Lots...of sand."[/color] She replied coolly. Perhaps she could get a bit of information from Aric before she arrived at this small village he had mentioned.

[b]"Sand...eh? What's a kid from Zidel doing all the way out here in Illisk?"[/b]

[color=c4df9b]"Learning."[/color] She simply replied again. Zidel? That name was unfamiliar to her, as was the name Illisk. Had she been gone long enough for entirely new civilizations to be founded? What had become of Harena then? Perhaps Zidel was simply the more modern name for it? More questions then answers, once again.

[b]"Learning? Esh, you magic types are dedicated at least..."[/b] He grunted as he continued to walk. [b]"Well, I won't pry."[/b] Auges gave a small nod of appreciation. [b]"We're here anyways!"[/b] Aric replied jovially, gesturing forwards. The sounds of voices and other noises that one might expect in a village caught Auges' ears. She had been too caught up in her own thoughts again to notice it.

...ha, she should pay more attention to her surroundings.

She followed Aric into the northern village. It looked much like the ones she passed through to get here in the first place. At least that aspect hadn't changed all too much over however long she had been deceased. A cool breeze blew through the small village, and the sound of idle village life met her ears. Even before committing the sin of suicide she hadn't heard it in so long...it was both comforting and disconcerting at the same time, if such a thing was possible.

[b]"Here we are! Skuror. Own little slice of heaven."[/b] Aric gestured towards the scattered wooden houses. [b]"Come on then, my house is on the other side."[/b] She nodded quietly, continuing to follow. To say Skuror was a lively place was an understatement. Seemed quite a number of people knew Aric as well, judging from how they greeted him. Most seemed to go about their business and pay her no mind though, which was a blessing. Conversing with multiple people at once would be difficult. It didn't take long for her to follow Aric to his home. He walked up to the door, motioning for Auges to stay outside for a moment as he sat the furs and other items he collected while out hunting on the ground next to it.

Before he could say anything else though, the door to the wooden cabin opened and a rather tall woman dressed in simple furs and cloths exited.

[b]"Aric! 'Bout time you got back."[/b] She quickly took note of Auges before he could reply though. The woman looked shocked for a moment before turning her head towards Aric. She placed her arms and gave him a questioning look. [b]"...I know ye have a habit of bringing lost puppies back, but that is not a lost puppy."[/b]

[b]"Hey now,"[/b] Aric shrugged. [b]"The kid was lost in the woods. Couldn't just leave her there, Gyda."[/b]

Auges simply turned her head from the older woman to Aric, suppressing the urge to giggle. Ah, being mistaken for a child was as fun as ever when it wasn't being a hindrance. Though, she couldn't really tell what they were saying to well it was clear at least that they were having some good natured humor - likely about her.

[b]"Eh? What's a small thing like her doing out in the forest by themselves?[/b]" The woman, Gyda turned her head towards Auges. After a few seconds of processing the words and thinking of a proper sounding reply, Auges finally managed one.

[color=c4df9b]"Not here."[/color] The young looking mage simply shook her head in response. [color=c4df9b]"Zidel. Traveling myself. Need to get to Bervenia."[/color] At least her words sounded more confident, though. Still, she kept the talking to the minimum. Hm...if she could get her hands on a book, it'd make this a bit easier. [color=c4df9b]"Aric said you may have a map?"[/color]

[color=c4df9b]"Aye, we got one of the region. Aric uses it in his hunting trips."[/color] The woman, Gyda replied as the smell of freshly cooked meat of some sort wafted out of the door. Oh dear...how long had it been since she actually ate something? She was tempted to stay around for awhile and simply observe things but she should really be going.

[b]"Head inside, Augestine. Gyda here will get it for ya."[/b] Nodding quietly, Auges looked towards Gyda who had already moved back into the house.

The rest of the evening past uneventfully. Aric and Gyda were more than friendly, which was a welcome blessing. They even invited her to stay for dinner! She wasn't particularly a fan of northern foods, but after being dead for so long she could really not care. They even offered to let her stay the night if she wanted. Night came swiftly enough. She must have been revived sometime during the late afternoon. She hadn't thought to check the time before. Still, not that it mattered. She couldn't stay until morning. She got up from the sleeping space offered to her, quietly making her way towards the door. Might as well leave something at least in thanks too, shouldn't she?

The transmuter pulled out the stone she had pocketed earlier She didn't have any money with her, so this was the best she could do. She wrapped her hands around the stone, a brief flash of red light emanating from between her fingers. When she opened them again, the stone had shrunk to be much smaller, and shone a gold color.

A small nugget of gold.

She left it on on the table after making some paper and writing a small note, only leaving her name.

Best if she didn't get involved too much with others for now, using her Mulcent Aurae, the transmuter sped off in the direction of Bervenia. With any luck, she'll find answers...