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Royal Elf, Lytyr
Luna and Kouper welcomed Lytyr Raylynne Garrick to the royal bloodline two years after their fifth daughter. The little one was much like some of her older siblings in that her eyes were colored amber yellow, and her hair was chocolate brown; she resembled neither father nor mother, and this irritated the queen. From the time she was able to walk, the sixth royal daughter was as independent as she was different, and the young elf did many things on her own. By the time she was old enough, the newest royal family member found herself being escorted to the Eastern Magix Plateau where she met the sorceress, Tylinia who took the child under her wing, and showed her the ropes around the campus.
By Friday of the first week of level one at the Magix Academy on the Eastern Plateau, the royal one had been invited to the Chancellor’s Office. Not capable of recalling any bad behavior in which she’d displayed, the young elf was nervous about accepting the invitation, but in trying to keep a positive outlook, she entered with a smile.
“Good afternoon, little one, I’m Chancellor Peabody McCall, and I’d like to take a moment to welcome you to the Academy. Welcome. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve asked you to come here, let me assure you that it’s not a direct telepathic connection to one of your parents type of meeting, but instead, I am curious to find out if you’d like to join the elite and exclusive ‘Map Creators’ here on the western plateau. Of course, there’s a valid reason for extending this offer to you, and that’s because I’ve never seen a student learn their way around our campus as quickly as you did. Honestly, I believe you’d be a fantastic asset to the group,” the school administrator explained.
“What would I have to do?” Lytyr inquired.
“Help the club members create new maps for the Southern Plateau, assist students in getting around the campus until they’re familiar with it; things like that,” she responded.
“When would you like me to start?” the royal one asked.
“Next Monday, you would have to make your rounds in order to greet fellow ‘Map Creators’, help anyone you can to make it to their class on time, and you would monitor the halls after class begins for stragglers. Basically, as a ‘Map Creator’, you will not have regular classes, but you will get credit for every week and semester and school year that you choose to be a ‘Creator’. What do you think?” Chancellor McCall inquired.
“That means, in order to accomplish the goal of creating new maps, I’ll have to become a permanent fixture on the campus,” Lytyr said.
“If you choose to stay on-campus for your entire life, you would join the payroll, and every month your bank account would receive a deposit for services rendered. You’d automatically be covered by health insurance, life insurance, and full benefits. Of course, as a faculty member, you will receive the best of everything we have to offer,” the school administrator explained further.
“You mean to tell me that as a child I can go on payroll?” Lytyr asked.
“I know your mother, do you need to know anything else?” the chancellor inquired.
“Sometimes, I forget who it is I actually am. Please forgive me, but I’ll eventually be a queen myself. What am I worried about?” The royal elf reasoned.
“It is easy to forget who you truly are, but that’s the great thing about being a “Map Creator”, nobody has to know you’ll be queen one day unless you tell them,” the school official said.
“For now, I can only dedicate my youth to this establishment,” the royal one said.
“That’s reasonable,” Chancellor McCall said.
“Where do I need to be next Monday?” Lytyr inquired.
“I have to make the student announcements, but when I’m done, I’ll take you to where you’ll report on Monday,” the school official said.
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When she’d made it home that Friday, the royal one found her mother in the library on the third floor of the Afertin citadel, and she politely requested the seat beside the queen. Nulandia relinquished the chair next to her friend, and left them to talk alone. The young elf sat down in the empty place, and waited for her mother; Luna had been reading when her daughter entered the library, and she was putting the novel away in order to give her undivided attention.
“Hello, mother, I hope you had a good day. I had a wonderful one, myself, and I have come to tell you what the...
By Friday of the first week of level one at the Magix Academy on the Eastern Plateau, the royal one had been invited to the Chancellor’s Office. Not capable of recalling any bad behavior in which she’d displayed, the young elf was nervous about accepting the invitation, but in trying to keep a positive outlook, she entered with a smile.
“Good afternoon, little one, I’m Chancellor Peabody McCall, and I’d like to take a moment to welcome you to the Academy. Welcome. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve asked you to come here, let me assure you that it’s not a direct telepathic connection to one of your parents type of meeting, but instead, I am curious to find out if you’d like to join the elite and exclusive ‘Map Creators’ here on the western plateau. Of course, there’s a valid reason for extending this offer to you, and that’s because I’ve never seen a student learn their way around our campus as quickly as you did. Honestly, I believe you’d be a fantastic asset to the group,” the school administrator explained.
“What would I have to do?” Lytyr inquired.
“Help the club members create new maps for the Southern Plateau, assist students in getting around the campus until they’re familiar with it; things like that,” she responded.
“When would you like me to start?” the royal one asked.
“Next Monday, you would have to make your rounds in order to greet fellow ‘Map Creators’, help anyone you can to make it to their class on time, and you would monitor the halls after class begins for stragglers. Basically, as a ‘Map Creator’, you will not have regular classes, but you will get credit for every week and semester and school year that you choose to be a ‘Creator’. What do you think?” Chancellor McCall inquired.
“That means, in order to accomplish the goal of creating new maps, I’ll have to become a permanent fixture on the campus,” Lytyr said.
“If you choose to stay on-campus for your entire life, you would join the payroll, and every month your bank account would receive a deposit for services rendered. You’d automatically be covered by health insurance, life insurance, and full benefits. Of course, as a faculty member, you will receive the best of everything we have to offer,” the school administrator explained further.
“You mean to tell me that as a child I can go on payroll?” Lytyr asked.
“I know your mother, do you need to know anything else?” the chancellor inquired.
“Sometimes, I forget who it is I actually am. Please forgive me, but I’ll eventually be a queen myself. What am I worried about?” The royal elf reasoned.
“It is easy to forget who you truly are, but that’s the great thing about being a “Map Creator”, nobody has to know you’ll be queen one day unless you tell them,” the school official said.
“For now, I can only dedicate my youth to this establishment,” the royal one said.
“That’s reasonable,” Chancellor McCall said.
“Where do I need to be next Monday?” Lytyr inquired.
“I have to make the student announcements, but when I’m done, I’ll take you to where you’ll report on Monday,” the school official said.
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When she’d made it home that Friday, the royal one found her mother in the library on the third floor of the Afertin citadel, and she politely requested the seat beside the queen. Nulandia relinquished the chair next to her friend, and left them to talk alone. The young elf sat down in the empty place, and waited for her mother; Luna had been reading when her daughter entered the library, and she was putting the novel away in order to give her undivided attention.
“Hello, mother, I hope you had a good day. I had a wonderful one, myself, and I have come to tell you what the...
