Priscilla Utorna
~lacking empathy~
After hearing of a potential training opportunity, Paris was more than happy to leave Patora in hopes of new journeys on the horizon. Before leaving, she left the estate in the trusty hands of her servant, before boarding her craft. It would be a long hauled journey, but what she could do when she was there was limitless, but the real reason she had set out for Rhen Var were the promises of a prestgious and experienced master, [member="Serenna"] As the yacht pulled in for landing, she was starting to have second doubts of leaving her homeworld for the first time. But she was not afraid so much as she was paranoid that a tragedy would unfold as she landed. Would the ship crash? The engines over-... nevermind, we've landed.
The walk to the her house would take some time, but Paris was as determined as ever to not give up on this venture. Over a few hills and a few glaciers Paris eventually arrived to the small but quaint house on Rhen Var. Paris considered herself to be under-equipped for this journey, leaving her armourweave on the ship and her blaster, instead she was dressed in a white robe, hoping that is all she would need.
She knocked on the door, waiting for an answer.
The walk to the her house would take some time, but Paris was as determined as ever to not give up on this venture. Over a few hills and a few glaciers Paris eventually arrived to the small but quaint house on Rhen Var. Paris considered herself to be under-equipped for this journey, leaving her armourweave on the ship and her blaster, instead she was dressed in a white robe, hoping that is all she would need.
She knocked on the door, waiting for an answer.