After extensive thought, the Argonian decides to pursue the arcane to aid her along this adventuring career. The mental image of herself shooting shards of ice towards her enemies was certainly inciting. The day after she sets herself toward various shops around bravil in hopes to find herself some more magical attire.

Soon finding what she’s after, The Argonian plops the robes upon the counter top, coin pouch in hand and ready to deal. Sadly finding herself to be a few coins short, selling the iron helmet to pay off the difference.

Back at her inn room she tries on her new purchase, her pride swiftly turned to confusion as she inspected her outfit. Noting how the storekeep said it was a set of “Modern” apprentice robes. Made for “in field experiments”. Before the thought of taking it back for a refund touched her mind, a snapping realisation struck her.

She is a Mage...without any spells. This could prove a serious problem.

Hopefully her crossbow and iron dagger will be enough to protect her as she raises funds for a spellbook.