\\Unknowns POV//
As I was being dragged by my father to meet this new spawn in town, I sighed. I had my studies to keep up with, Learn new magic spell, and figure out the brewing stand today on my list of things to do. Yet my Father, Reverend John, dragged me to Mrs. Serifi's house to meet this spawn. My father knocked on the door while I stood behind him crossing my arms in annoyance.
\\ /TPA Neeiva \\
I ran down the steps to get the door, Endyr's little feet running behind me, I guess she was eager to meet new people. Endyr might get Israphel to break out of his shell, hopefully. When I opened the door, Reverend John greeted me.
"Hello Ms. Serifi! It's such a pleasure to come over. Now, about that little spawn that was placed under your care... Mind if I see 'em? They may want to meet my son." He spoke.
"Yes, Reverend. Come inside! Same to you Israphel. I'm sure Endyr would love to meet you guys." I replied in causal attitude.
(A/N
Okay I just wanted to get an update out so sorry for the shortness of this as I am trying to recall everything from a RolePlay that started this that was deleted.)
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The Tale of Endyr Serifi: the beginning
Fantasy"Endyr, this is only the beginning of your marvelous tale..."
