Ranboo
Ranboo stared at his arm. Resting right on his left inner wrist was a circular jewel with a half-spherical quality. It was a gray at the edges, a dark green for the most part, and a lighter green in the middle were a crack of black made an almost straight line in the middle. It resembled an eye, Ranboo noted. He let his fingers trail across it. While the eye was freezing cold to the touch, a spike of warmth flooded the rest of his body. Ranboo shivered in surprise. He tore his hand away from the jewel embedded into his skin. At least it didn't hurt. Ranboo didn't choose to have the thing. It appeared without his consent.
"Do you children know what these mean?" A woman asked them. Ranboo looked around the room. He wasn't alone. Sitting right beside him was a boy named Tubbo who had bee wings and antennas. Tubbo was the one that Ranboo had gone through the maze with, and the reason that Ranboo had this jewel in his arm. To be fair, though, Ranboo was pretty sure he was the reason why Tubbo's arm had honey-gold hexagons on his right wrist. All Ranboo knew about it was that in the maze, he had been terrified of a golem, and when he grabbed Tubbo's hand, the tattoo-like things appeared on their arms when Ranboo teleported them out of the maze.
Tubbo was the only person in the room Ranboo could name. The woman who spoke was a Thaumaturge, one of the highest ranking mages in the Watchers. At the woman's side was a golden haired boy wearing a red apprentice Thaumaturge outfit. Right by the golden haired boy was a pale blonde kid wearing something like a purple kimono with light armor. Sitting on Ranboo's other side (farther away than Tubbo) was a girl with hair the color of redwood and a boy with features that resembled a shark and a Totem.
When no one answered her, the woman began to explain. "They are called Markings. Mages are able to use their will to control the chaos of the universe in various ways. One thing we have taught you all is that most forms of magic have an opposite. When two mages with opposing skill sets form trust each other with their lives, they are able to gain a Marking. It creates an unshakable bond between the mages, creating what we call Confidantes. Some theorize that any two mages can become Confidantes, while others claim it is something more intwined with destiny, like soulmates. No matter what you believe it to be, Confidantes are rare. Not only does it provide a mage with someone they can trust completely, a rare commodity in our profession, it increases your magical prowess. The Watchers chose you six for your impressive talents to become Confidantes with each other."
The woman turned towards the golden haired boy and the pale blonde. "Tommy Innit of the Northern Kingdom, you are unmatched in your ability to control the elements air and fire. You also have the remarkable gift to summon starlight from the heavens." She turned to the pale blonde. "This pairs with Purpled Gray of the nomadic tribes, who is proficient with the element earth. You can create defensive magic like armor and shields. Due to your Origin as a reaper, you can summon the grim magic of shadows. The two of you have become Confidantes."
The woman walked over to Ranboo and Tubbo. Ranboo swallowed down his nerves, instinctively grabbing Tubbo's hand. The woman smiled softly at both of them before turning to Tubbo first. "Tubbo Underscore of the Northwestern meadows, you have the ability to summon explosions and a unique form of mental manipulation." She looked to Ranboo with a soft expression like she knew how nervous he was. Maybe she did, Ranboo thought. Thaumaturges were known as miracle workers. "Ranboo Beloved of the End dimension, possessor of one of the rarest forms of magic: Void manipulation and teleportation. The two of you have become Confidantes."
The woman gave Ranboo a head pat before walking to the girl. "Hannah Rose of the Wild Forests. You are a woman of superior talent in illusion magic. Because of you Fae origin, you are skilled in plant manipulation and the creation of Will O' the Wisps. Your partner is Foolish Gamers of the Aether dimension. As an reincarnated soul, you are able to tame one of the most dangerous forms of magic known to all mages: storm magic. The two of you are Confidantes."
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