[center][h1][color=32CD32]Ishara[/color][/h1][/center]

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To say the previous night had been eventful was something of an understatement. She had run into everything from the White Seer, to her predecessor and former top student of Pesedjet, to frankly speaking getting to talk to the other members of this Fellowship that had planned to invite her for apparently some time. Listening in on Sorcerer Dagon's conversation had been less a thing to answer questions than frankly speaking create even more of them, and beyond that it had been a long night of conversation as her mother and her mother had apparently gone about speaking to other and at times later on pulled her in. It had been enough to try to let all sink in, but even so she still felt it wasn't quite all sunk in as of yet. Even now she felt her mind drawing at the strings of last night's conversations at the event and even after it with Radaam and Khaemtr at Khaem's place, especially oddly in regards to this Fellowship she'd been accepted an invitation to so quickly! She'd done her best to talk of that, but between the excitement and nerves she'd worried about seeeming like a mess. 

Yet going to Khaem's place she had obviously said hello to the elderly groundskeeper as always, though barely remembered to send her mother's regards as she'd been told to do before leaving last night, though it was when the three of them as Noviates sat around to talk that things had gotten...interesting. Khaem's tales of his family were rather unsurprising to her, though she knew how much it seemed to weigh on the boy in general. The family this, the family that, and yet frankly in her eyes all she saw was Khaem himself. Sure his work ethic and hers, ah, 'differed' somewhat...but even so he had gotten himself here. She respected that! Even so, she had also done her best to attempt to soothe the more than obvious nerves and overwhelmed feelings of Radaam. Not that it wasn't new to him and...ah...goodness it made her feel a bit awkward to make someone else so awkward. Did that even make sense? Maybe. Frankly speaking to someone from a differing social circle entirely was not something she'd assume was easy. Like, for example, when she and her birth mother had gone to an event held by the 'workers' of another temple in order to foster good relations. Talk about stepping into what felt like another world! 

Though...for her the night had somewhat ended when Khaem cut in sharply about her lack of a tutelary. It had been enough to make her leave the room, though later she heard that Udjebten had promptly moved into Khaem's lap and berated him. It was somewhat of a sensitive subject for her, as...well...for someone dubbed a 'prodigy' she lacked the one thing all those other prodigies and even other students otherwise already could do! Such a dumb little detail, and yet people seemed to hold it over her! Or at least it felt like such. The pressure to succeed in that area was intense, she'd even had nightmares sometimes about it with people laughing down on her! Frankly she was at the point of "giving it one last try" before giving up on the matter, such was her feelings about it, and luckily she knew that one last try would be coming. 

Even so, as they were guided on a mini-tour on their way to see their master Ishara did her best to soak in the sights and events. Especially the rune-operated magic door! There would be much to explore and read about on her own later for sure! Yet perhaps the best part was when Khaem pulled her and Radaam back into a group to examine the other Tutelaries along the way. Not because it was an activity that fascinated her as much per say, but frankly because it felt like a movement back to 'normal' rather than a continuation of the prior night. She still felt slightly awkward about it, notwithstanding her usual move to not mention last night's 'incident' to avoid confronting it all over again, but more and more she felt some sense of ease. Besides, after a few minutes she'd come back and they'd kept talking! Ah, that was good. Yes. 

Though as the older magus spoke to them, offering to let them get comfortable and even have something to drink, the green-haired girl's smile seemed to perk up slightly more. Yes, they'd be getting started in all of this! So much to do, learn, and see! Yet it would be rude to not accept such hospitality given by their master. 

[color=32CD32]"I'd happily accept your offer for some tea!"[/color]

She spoke politely in response as she took off her sandals and cloak and placed them in the appropriate spot. Even so, she did intently listen in to Khaem's questions as he rambled them off to Magus Dagon. Some of those things she was curious about as well! Besides, what better way to start the learning but with a cup of soothing tea?