The Magic from within.

[Anika Kakanova]

Anika sat on a stone. Others were training in their own way. She was meditating. Her legs crossed and her eyes shut. She was focusing on the sounds and direction of the wind. She then focused on the ways of the earth. It's movement it's grace. She put her hands above her head. Stretching to the sky. She was asking for light. For wisdom. She opened her eyes and looked up at the sun. Then a small ball of fire was above her hands. She brought it infront of her. A peice ray. She was emotionless in her training. But inside she was happy. She had been praticing magic her whole life. Her mother was a mage and she never knew her father. She studied the ball of fire before throwing it up back towards the sun.

[Kalim]

"That's quite an interesting trick. Mind showing me a bit of how it works?" Spoke Kalim, who had approached her while she was concentrating on her spell and had eventually decided to seat himself only a few feet in front of her, watching her little bit of spellwork intently.

"I don't think I have ever done anything of that sort yet, for I'm still only a lowly apprentice, and my studies have been a bit...slow, as of late." Well, it sounded a lot better than saying he had been slacking off and entirely shunning any sorts of study at all, although if becoming a mage weren't so dull along the way, he supposed it might not be a goal worth shooting for.

[Anika Kakanova]

"Well I am of low status myself. I come from a line of mages so I've been learning my whole life. It's not simple. It's all about connetion" She said before looking at the boy. "Do you have a name? Or shall i be calling you boy?" She asked. She wasn't a very social person but she did try. "I'm Anika" She said simply as she looked at her hands. "I don't know how your abilities gift you. Don't know how to teach."

[Kalim]

"My name?" Kalim flushed as he realized he hadn't even provided her with this formality, "I am Kalim, and would like to add that it is quite a pleasure to meet you, Anika." he said inclining his head slightly as a token of respect.

"You may not think you have much in the way of teaching, yet already I think I have learned something from you, although as of yet I don't know much of how to apply it to myself. I'll admit, connection is a great asset, although it is often said that hard work is the most important thing when striving to reach greater levels as a mage."

[Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire]

Saphira liked the library better than many other parts of the place. Though there is only a certain amount of time you can stand in the dusty corners, memorising spells. In fact, practicles were near to impossible in the book lined library, as she had found to her cost.
Kat stirred whithin her and she pushed it away. later. Later she would explore the powers. Not now. It took nearly all her self control to keep the temptation at bay.
She needed experience. Now was neither the time nor place. She selected one heavy volume on the names of various djinns (ooc: forgive me for being ignonrant...is Avaren a series?) and proceeded into the grounds and out doors.
The sun did not suit Saphira. Neither did she look very well in it. But being an elf through and through she walked lightly past various mages practicing.
She over heard a conversation. "...connection is a great asset, although it is often said that hard work is the most important thing when striving to reach greater levels as a mage."
She smirked slightly with no bad intent and stood silently behind the boy. "I believe that talent may substitute hard work. To a certian extent."
Her way of conversation. Interrupt someone elses. She was not the politest of people-and young.