[h2][center][color=Tomato]Magna Dillan[/color][/center][/h2]

[b]1 year ago
Outskirts of Bartla, Capital of Reever, Tellurian[/b]

Crashing sound and some cursing were heard from a small building in the middle of the night, the light was lit and small figure dashed out of the window just before the house owner could find something hard to hit her. When the girl were sure that no one was following her, she sat down to enjoy some preserved meat. That’s when it hit her. An overflowing data was pouring in that it pained her head and made her growl, it ended as abruptly as it started, but it left her huffing for quite sometimes. All this information were too much for her to chow down in one night, so she pushed it all away and had a dinner instead, the title Hound of Gluttony was definitely suited.

Magna had been having some weird dream for years, mostly blurred and had no content, some black and white, some strange entities. She never paid much attention to it. Now, things were, well, not clear, but less blurry indeed. 
However, she wondered how this Guardian’s thing could work out, whatever it might be, but it didn’t sound like a fitting job for her.

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[b]Present time
Bartla, Capital of Reever, Tellurian[/b]

[color=Tomato][i]’This place again.’[/i][/color] Magna was standing in an small alley, two blocks away from a certain tavern. For the last few months, whenever she was distracted, she seemed to be heading in particular direction, closer and closer every single time. Something was pulling her here, while she fully know that ‘something’ was connected to the incident 1 year ago, another part of her was telling this would be dangerous and she should turn away. This tug-of-war in her mind was really frustrating, and making her hungry, since she’s here anywhere, might as well find something to eat.

Magna quietly walked closer to the tavern, or more preciously, the trash behind the tavern. She would love to snatch something out of the kitchen, but there’re just too many people. However, it seemed that she was especially absented-mind today, as she was digging for some leftovers, she tripped over a nearby pile of empty bottles and made some loud shattering noise. Startled, she ran over the corners. Still, she stood there for a while, she really want to eat something and the tavern was really noisy, maybe no-one heard that.

[@Salvia]