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Date Posted: 16:55:30 04/07/02 Sun
Author: Humans
Subject: Medievalness...

"You just don't understand!" she shouted at the dark, cloaked figure.

"Now now. You're being difficult again. Did you forget your promise already?" the mage admonished. With a temper like that, he thought, she'll be hard to deal with. The girl, hazel eyes flashing, looked as if she would go anyway, with or without the mage's consent. Then, slowly, she realized the folly of her rage. Her eyes softened.

"You're right, as usual. I'm sorry. It just makes me so mad," she said, calming down slightly.

"Apology accepted. Now, may we continue?" the mage said, indicating a cushion. Folding her long legs and seating herself, the girl pushed back her dark and often wild hair. As the mage also sat, he mused, for the umpteenth time, that, while she had a warrior's body, her willpower was astonishing and she was exceedingly intelligent.

The girl, whose name was Mariana, had quite a story behind her unlady-like qualities. Parents killed when she was only eleven, she learned to fight by thirteen and swore to get back at their murderer, an incredibly powerful mage. Now, at age fifteen, she was learning the arts of magic, bound by a promise to obey her master, Daorwl.

At learning that her enemy was destroying a town near her old home, Mariana had wanted to go and stop him. But Daorwl had pointed out that she wasn't nearly ready; she'd've been killed easily. At her determination, Daorwl had been proven wrong. Mariana would've done some damage, even if it meant fighting her enemy with sword or staff. He was beginning to realize how easy she had been on him.

"Concentrate. Picture a shield in front of you. Make it materialize," Daorwl directed. Eyes shut tightly, Mariana focused on creating a shield. The air in front of her shimmered, and a picture emerged. But only for a second did she manage to keep it there. Opening her eyes, Mariana frowned.

"I felt something. Did it work?" she asked.

"You managed a picture, but not the real thing," he replied. Disappointed, Mariana stared at the stone floor before her. With a snap, a picture appeared again. Concentrating, she formed the shield in 3-D this time. It blinked out of existence as soon as Daorwl grinned and said, "Well done. Let go of it now."

Mariana smiled as she looked up. "I knew I could do it with my eyes open, but I was curious if I could with my eyes shut." Daorwl looked slightly surprised.

"So this past half hour, you were testing yourself? That's my job," he said in a jesting tone. Mariana nodded. She was pleased wih herself, but still disappointed. Daorwl seemed to now this, for he again praised her. "Yes, very well done. Go rest and be back in an hour."

Walking to her chambers, Mariana again heard the cries of the terrified, but unharmed, people of the town. Making a fist, she tried to block them out. Tuning her ear to other happenings, she soon found that nothing was out of the ordinary. Which is good, I suppose, Mariana thought. Though I could use a distraction.

Opening the door to her room, Mariana flopped onto the bed. This may not wear you out physically, but it takes a lot out of you mentally, that's for sure, she thought. Slowly Mariana drifted into sleep.

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