Connor Pallitan isn't normal, he's known that since the day he was born. Left alone in the woods, cloaked in protective fire, its a wonder the boy survived for a year. But eighteen? A miracle.
But then, all hell breaks loose, and it's up to Conner t...
⠀⠀⠀⠀ Everything was moving so fast, too fast for Connor's liking. It felt like his life was flashing before his eyes, and before he could get a grip on anything, something new would happen and he would have to rethink everything. It wasn't until he sat down at Emile's that he got a moment of peace, which was odd, considering Emile was a complete stranger, but a stranger who saved his life nonetheless. Though he was still taken aback at what the fellow mage had done after grasping onto his hand, it was as if he had seen into his mind, read deep into his pain, his suffering, he didn't like that. He stared into his cup of tea, while the rest of his companions sipped theirs, Bex hesitantly. "I assume you have many questions." Emile chuckled, removing his hooded cape, hanging it up on a hanger, he sat down across from the two,
"oh most definitely." Bex replied, her tone sour and angry, Connor couldn't understand how someone so young could be filled with so much hatred for mages, and magic in general. Every mage she came in contact with, she seemed to hate. Even the ones who helped her, she had a sense of bitterness for, Connor was intrigued by that.
"How did you do that? See into my thoughts?" Connor asked, Emile chuckled again, Connor may not have known it, but he was very sheltered compared to most mages, his only knowledge of mages consisted of fire and ice, while Emile knew of all kinds of magical abilities. The studies were a hobby, really, though he knew a certain someone would be very pleased with how studious he had become.
"It's an ability angelic mages possess." He explained simply,
"angelic mages?" Connor questioned, Gracyn lifted a finger as he swallowed his tea,
"they're a race of mages who possess rare abilities, they can manipulate others while demonic mages can possess others, they also can read the past, present, and future of others, though it's easier with humans...How were you able to read him so easily?" Gracyn asked, obviously intrigued by the man in front of him, Emile was flattered by his knowledge, though there were a few hiccups in his factoids, he was pleased that at least one human 'bothered' to educate themselves.
"I can't read his future, but I can feel it, get a general sense of how it will go, like a sixth sense. And I can feel a persons emotions about the present, pasts yes a can read, you got that part right, well done." Emile praised, Gracyn blushed, but Bex gave him a glare before chugging the rest of her tea.
"What other kinds of mages are there?" Connor asked, warming his hands around the cup of still steaming tea. Maybe it was his ability that kept it boiling, or maybe it was just the fact that his hands had kept the heat from leaving.
