[hr][hr][center][h3][color=d19f6a][b]Ed Penior[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=d19f6a]Location:[/color][/b] Amara's home (study) -> Limbo
[b][color=d19f6a]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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The girls hadn't been easy to put to bed. It had taken coaxing—a promise of the return of their candy in the morning. At least two teeth brushing, and three bedtime stories. Ed had enjoyed every moment of it. He had savored it. His own daughter had fallen asleep first. She was not even a toddler yet. The older girl, Mads, a daughter in his heart even if not by blood, had finally fallen asleep during the last part of Velveteen Rabit. 

Ed had then joined Amara in the study. She had worked through the hours of thining. Her magic was the sort that took to that. He watched her for a moment from his chair. He thought of the future. His great-grandfather was dying—the last of the old guard. Everyone else had perished. The family had fallen. But there were cousins. Ed could rebuild it. When the man who lay in Cardiff passed and the family mantle passed to him. Ed knew exactly what he would do. The female cousins would be called up. It was too late for many of them to do the rite, but some of them had children. Lucy had been proof that the female children could do the rite. While Nora was too young Ed knew when her tenth birthday came he would perform the rite for her. If she survived she would emerge with the magic power of the family. 

If Amara would come with him... if she was willing to move to Cardiff. It was a conversation they needed to have. As he considered how to ask her a brilliant bright light fills the room and the weight of the cloak and Eye settled on him. Ed knows the symbols of the Sorcerer Supreme's station. Why him? He doesn't have time to consider that thought anymore before the world squeezes around him. 

[color=d19f6a]"Amara-"[/color] He does not finish his thought. Ed's experience with inter-dimensional travel was thankfully limited, but he knew this was not his world. It felt thick. Warning bells in his mind went off. This was not a place he should be. 

The planet's surface was approaching, and quickly. Ed pressed his hand to his chest, pushing the shield medallion into his skin. Orange light burst around him and his fall was cushioned. The bubble of light bounced once, twice, and then stopped. He released it, landing on his feet.

Ed looked around trying to gather his bearings. Trying to identify where he was. He also guarded his mind, ready for intrusion. He did not want someone else, another version of himself or otherwise, making their way into his mind.