Jubini Carabini almost didn't notice how quickly the moons passed by. He had taken on as a student inside the Ossuary shortly after his nameday, during the festival of All Saint's Wake. Like many others who began the path of a thaumaturge, Jubini had started with book-learning. His mind took to the premises easily enough - channeling one's internal aether through a gemstone to control the elements of the natural world. He was hungry for knowledge and the Ossuary had granted him plenty of room to sate that hunger. He would totter from his studies to his room and back again lugging tomes older and nearly larger than he was, and he was often lost in thoughts; If he wasn't attempting to remember the lessons of his study he was thinking about how proud he was to follow in his grandfather's footsteps.
Jubini had never know his father, but he found that didn't affect him much. His mother was there to fend for him, and in his early childhood so was his grandfather. His memories of the man now were faded, but in the pasture of his memories the man yet lived. The very image of a classic sorcerer, Jubini remembered him with a stern yet loving demeanor, and he would often delight the boy when he was sick in bed at home with lightshows of thunder and flame. It made some of the more difficult times pass easier, and while Jubini never knew the depth of what was going on, he was always grateful and smiled fondly on the memories.
It was with those memories that he had wanted to learn how to do the same things, and he did his best to absorb and learn and memorize and practice. Jubini Carabini was eager.
Jubini had never know his father, but he found that didn't affect him much. His mother was there to fend for him, and in his early childhood so was his grandfather. His memories of the man now were faded, but in the pasture of his memories the man yet lived. The very image of a classic sorcerer, Jubini remembered him with a stern yet loving demeanor, and he would often delight the boy when he was sick in bed at home with lightshows of thunder and flame. It made some of the more difficult times pass easier, and while Jubini never knew the depth of what was going on, he was always grateful and smiled fondly on the memories.
It was with those memories that he had wanted to learn how to do the same things, and he did his best to absorb and learn and memorize and practice. Jubini Carabini was eager.
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