Asdrellia sat in the Conjuror's Tower, reading a book by her favorite fountain, when a novice came up to her, letter in hand.
"Excuse me, miss. Â But I was directed to give this to you."
Asdrellia lifted her head, one finger holding her place in the book. Â "Oh? Â Thank you, dear." Â The novice smiled before running off.
The letter was plain on the outside with a seal of ... Gridania ... on it. Â She knew them quite well having lived here for so long. Â Carefully breaking it open, she began to read the contents and gasped.
"Oh ... this .. this is for Amaare!" Â Panic filled her, but she had to calm herself. Â Quickly she strode down to the library, asking the man behind the counter for a quill and paper. Â She jotted down a few words and ran quickly to the moogle, passing off her mail.
"Excuse me, miss. Â But I was directed to give this to you."
Asdrellia lifted her head, one finger holding her place in the book. Â "Oh? Â Thank you, dear." Â The novice smiled before running off.
The letter was plain on the outside with a seal of ... Gridania ... on it. Â She knew them quite well having lived here for so long. Â Carefully breaking it open, she began to read the contents and gasped.
"Oh ... this .. this is for Amaare!" Â Panic filled her, but she had to calm herself. Â Quickly she strode down to the library, asking the man behind the counter for a quill and paper. Â She jotted down a few words and ran quickly to the moogle, passing off her mail.
