[color=fff200]"Reverend Prichard Anderson is my official title. I am a 'hunting dog' of the holy church so to speak. Many of my brothers have lost their souls in this fight against plague spreading magisters. They seek magic that should not ever exist in polite society. Magic is meant to prosper mankind not subjugate it. I'm not interested in great power. I'm just doin' my job."[/color] Anderson told Aksha with a polite tone as his thought about the magic branch he told the group about. [color=fff200]"Personally I prefer the name Constantinople but to each their own with their own heathen beliefs. It shall not prevent me from doin' my job. Though I must admit I have come across maybe...a handful of people who practiced that branch of magic you speak of. Its a dyin' art as long as it doesn't screw with the life of the people of Gaia I'm good with it."[/color] Anderson stated with a smirk. Leon wasn't sure what to make of all of this he was a simple boy with a simple life. He didn't know of all these grand cities he was raised in the middle of nowhere middle America so in the end it was just conjecture. Istanbul sounded familiar though not very. [color=39b54a]"I'm afraid to disappoint you my father was the one they requested to become a master. I'm just a fill in. Father holds a distaste for the tower but I want to prove myself on my own merits outside his shadow. I'm here to make myself known. I'm sure I'll meet your student soon enough I'm sure its all a matter of time."[/color]