[b][i][u]Craïs Magen[/b][/i][/u]
[b][i][u]Arcanium, Central Morallea[/b][/i][/u]

Craïs woke up with a start, hearing her name being called and her door being knocked. Dear lord, what time was it, she felt so drowsy... glancing at her clock, she found her answer. It was morning, meaning she had only managed to catch only an hour or two of sleep. She had stayed up all night cross-referencing her tomes again, before falling asleep at her desk. Her mind worked best at night-time, afterall. Getting up from her chair, the redhead stretched mid-stride as she walked to the door and opened it.

[b]"Yes...?"[/b] She tentatively asked, hoping it wasn't some uptight Master again to inform her of some appointment. She blinked as she saw who it actually was. That was Aureno Winters, Lord Jumal's little apprentice. The two had never spoken, but Craïs had seen the diminutive girl around at the Akademia quite often, even if neither formally studied there. Craïs herself had many appointments there, courtesy of the Elder Council and several other Magiya officials. She figured little Aura merely ran chores and tasks for her elderly master there often.

Golden eyes gleaming and a sunny smile to match in spite of her tiredness, the Revelrian greeted the young apprentice mage: [b]"If it isn't little Aura Winters? They're running you ragged this early in the morning, huh? Someone sent you to deliver me... a letter?"[/b] The redhead glanced curiously at the envelope in the girl's hands.