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To The Hills
Melanie pulled her cloak tighter about herself and wished there were a spell she could cast to ward off the cold. Although, come to think on it, there very likely was one; she just didn't know it.
It was vastly frustrating sometimes, the limits of what Timon had been able to teach her in their short time together. She had just scratched the surface, and it left her wanting more, more. Since his death, she had managed to glean a bit more knowledge here and there, but never enough. There was always something more to learn.
Her mind went to this Iven, this supposed Marshall who had trained with the Magestirium for such a brief period, but had apparently managed to learn a surprising amount. From what Julian said about their brief encounter in the stable, he had in onl
