[h3]Sirvan Nouzari[/h3]

So it has finally come to this. Sirvan looked forward to the ceremony and though he did not show it. He was excited for the chance to further his path of becoming a sorcerer. Obviously the power and prestige of being a sorcerer was a good motivator for some aspiring Novitiates. But, Sirvan was more focused on learning more about magic and reaching his true potential as a sorcerer. That was enough for him, even if some of his clan disagreed about his chosen path.   

Sirvan turned his head to face the crowd, picking out his parents and siblings among the crowd. Smiling at him, and he knew that they were proud of him. He could not say that about the rest of the clan. Old grudges against magic made him somewhat of an outcast in his clan. It still feels horrible that some of his clan shun him for learning the ways of magic and become a sorcerer. Mainly it bad enough that his uncle and grandfather to stop wanting to see him after it became known he was chosen to be a sorcerer. Sirvan was taught that the clan would always look out for each and be there for each other. Turns out that is partly a lie in his case. 

He listened intently to what the Vizier's speech and waited to hear who he would be assigned to. What...Cult of the Serpent? Did he hear wrong or did he hear right? Why would Cult of the Serpent choose him? Sirvan wondered, yes he did dabble in biomancy but, his strength is mainly pyromancy. So the Cult of the Phoenix or even the Cult of the Scarab would make sense. Why the Cult of the Serpent and who is his new teacher? 

Turning his eyes on the Sorcerer-Magus, a woman that seemed disinterested of the ceremony. Wondered what learning under her is going to be like, he thought nervously. He is going to have to met her before the night is over and Sirvan hoped that she at least shows some interest in him. She did pick him after all. 

Once it became time to mingle Sirvan was about to walk into the crowd,a gentle feminine voice spoke. "So what the plan for tonight? It was Amata, his falcon tutelary on his right shoulder.

"Well, I have to meet my new Sorcerer-Magus tonight but, I want to try and meet with my new classmates first".

"Hmmm, good luck with that in this crowd and if you need me I am right here".

'Yeah I know Amata", her presence always reassured him. With that concluded, Sirvan walked into the crowd, hoping to find his new classmates before the night is over.