After her morning bathing, .Viv sat at her desk, her search through the old scrolls confirmed what she had suspected. Her school manuals were just as boring and as dreary as she had remembered. With a sigh she idly traced a well-used leather bound book with her finger tips; all of her findings regarding flight were tucked in there, so many times spent in trees, on rooftops, defying death. But so much had changed since then, so much that it almost seemed a different person who had spent hours watching birds.
She turned from the desk and began to pace; something was nagging at her. She felt uncertain, unsteady, changes were happening. She frowned and turned the ring around her finger, shivering as the feeling continued. The curtains blowing around the window caught her eye, and she realized she had left it open. The autumn wind must have chilled her; there was nothing wrong.
Her pacing stopped in front of a trunk at the foot of her bed, dust covering its surface. She had removed the books, but her graduation gifts, her school mage items, everything was in there. A long time passed as the mid day sun shone through on her quiet figure, casting shadows on her face and form, and almost covering the light in her eyes.
The mage who left the room was different from the usual Vivien. A little quieter, a little nervous, eyes darting as if a quick glance would keep the changes she had felt from occurring, but most importantly she was now adorned in a mage robe. Dark green with black scrolling flowed over her shoulders, accentuated her cleavage (*ahem* I was told to put in that part, I'm innocent!) clung to her hips and parted easily for walking around her legs.
If things were changing, even the most novice mage knew to change with them.
Ooc: The mage robe is modeled after the BG1 mage robes, not be confused with the ever so less attractive BG2 mage robes
Just put a robe on Dynaheira if you want to check it out
[ 11-07-2001: Message edited by: Vivien ]
