[center][b][h1][color=#a3183b]Wvysen Myranne[/color][/h1][/b][/center]
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Interactions: [@Force and Fury] Hugo, [@Th3King0fChaos]Desmond, The remainder of the pirate group, probably.
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	Wvysen blinked as her group of five simply… appeared elsewhere, taking off her glasses to rub her eyes, just making sure she wasn’t seeing things. Nope, that was right. After the dark, stormy night, they had ended up in a… sunny, bright tower. Something about that didn’t check out right to her. Either some seriously strong teleportation just happened, or… some seriously strong temporal magic just happened. And either way, that was a sign that who they were speaking to was the genuine deal. The greatest mage of the day, perhaps ever.


	...Moving on from her initial surprise, she raised her eyebrows at the paradigm’s tirade on crowns, laurels, and head mages. Well. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was expecting, but this wasn’t exactly it. [color=#a3183b][i]They could push him out of power that easily..? Well, I guess politics is about a bit more than just magical power, even among mages, but still. It’s an honor to be among the chosen, even if it is… a pretty small group.[/i][/color]

	Right, so they were chosen to be his on the… weekends? Oh, by the Five, this was going to make balancing her homework so much harder, wasn’t it? Wvysen frowned at herself at that thought and shook her head. Based on what [i]he[/i] was saying, this was a bit more important than homework anyways. When the choice was given, Wvysen weighed her options for a moment, but eventually, took a seat. She wouldn’t really be able to live with herself if she just walked out of an opportunity like this, and while there was undoubtedly a risk to the offer itself… it was one she had to accept. With most of the further chairs claimed while she was debating, Wvysen frowned, but ended up taking one somewhat closer to the Paradigm.

	A raised eyebrow at the opening of portals, but Wvysen remained silent during the spiel. Obviously the Paradigm knew magic far beyond what she did, that wasn’t too surprising. A riverboat gambling house (Wvysen frowned. Gambling was a vice she did her utmost to avoid completely), a den of pirates (thieves and scoundrels…), and a house of a soon-to-be assassination. A stolen artifact and a riot, a hostage and emboldened pirates, and someone who could do immeasurable good… well, good and bad were a bit difficult to measure anyways, and- [i][color=#a3183b]Not the time to pursue tangents, Myranne. Oh, so the teams were already chosen? That’s a bit surprising, I would figure that… well, I suppose he probably knows who will do best where.[/color][/i] 

	Wvysen picked up her own paper to study it. So she was handling the pirates, huh? Her stomach dropped a bit, but she saw why soon enough. Isle d’Amoto… had she heard of that before? Right, pirate hideout, obviously. Ah! Right, it was right on the edge of the border between Arsica and Mycormi. Organizing against it was difficult, because any significant force headed that way might be seen as hostile to Mycormi, on top of the possibility of potential corrupt officials that could give the pirates warning, whether through Arsican officials, or, expanding on the Mycormi issue, any intercepted communication to explain an attack, or potential corrupt Mycormi officials. It was a situation her father had complained about on more than one occasion, though more to Wvysen's older brother than Wvysen herself. 

	Hm, was there anything in particular she needed to bring? She doubted it. She had her usual daily attires with her, meaning she should be good. Lets see… her team was Desmond, Benedetto, Ismet [i][color=#a3183b](oh. That’s a long name.)[/color][/i], and… a bunch of other names, none of which Wvysen really recognized. This was certainly going to be an interesting group.

	Almost at once, their group had erupted into concerns about the plan going forwards, namely about the lack of information, which Wvysen nodded about, rubbing her temple. Think, Wvysen, think. Pirates. She had studied this before. She just needed to think about shipping routes, and remember the flags, and what she had heard. After a moment, she spoke herself, though waiting for one of the men in the group to finish before saying her part. [color=#a3183b]”If we can spot the flag, I might know something about them, but chances are that you’re right. Pirates aren’t exactly a unified group, even in a den of them. The only common point they have between them is that they’re all scheming thieves on the run from the law. Apart from that, any other pirates are a rival in their businesses. Though I hesitate to really call it a business.”[/color] Hm… it wasn’t something she had herself, but it was likely something the Paradigm could retrieve without much difficulty… even if she did feel a bit awkward about asking it, she didn’t really have much of a choice in her options. Acquiring it in this short of a time span would be difficult, especially if it was still night back at the academy. 

	Working up the courage, she moved over to the Paradigm. [color=#a3183b]”Ah, it’s… not something I brought to the Academy myself, but a good tool for something like this, do you have a map of the shipping lanes between Arsica and Mycormi? Or, failing that, just a map including the two nations? …Uhm, and a pen, preferably. Sorry. I don’t mean to impose upon you, but I’m not all too sure if I can get something like that on the Academy this late at night. Or… if it is still night?”[/color] That last bit was more of a murmur to herself, Wvysen still a tad confused about the whole day/night situation with the tower being sunny and all. [color=#a3183b]”Ah- and I’ll need some paper, but I can, uhm, retrieve that myself. …and a pen, thinking about it. So I really just could use the map, if that’s alright.”[/color]