When the two entered there were six more individuals already enjoying a dinner. The eyes of all these folk glanced over at the arrival of Emric and Saj. On one table, the warrior Aisha, the masked man Happy, and young girl who looked to be a witch of some sort. She wore a big mage's hat and had neck length hair of a dark navy blue like tone. Her skin was a darker peach tone. Her right eye had an eye patch over it. Her left eye was a bright magenta color. It glowed and the pupil was faded in the color. It was a common side effect of those with high mana levels flowing within them. She wore a corset like top that connected to a short frilly trimmed skirt, and a magician's cloak over her shoulders. She stared at Emric with a cold glare in her eye. Emric's eyes widened as he recognized the girl. Her name was Kescelle a girl he had often lived with when he was younger. She was the granddaughter of Emric's master, Vulcanzelle.
