Gordan Gligor stepped tentatively into the wizard lounge. He had no problem with the Wizards, but some of them took issue with their overseer. He turned to his new apprentice as he stepped through the door.
“Here it is, the Wizard Lounge. If you’re good at your job, you’ll be here a lot.” His
apprentice nodded, but didn’t shy away from the Wizards around him or the thought of meeting them. Gligor was impressed, but he supposed someone who wanted to become a Wizard overseer couldn’t be squeamish about Wizards.
“Hello, Mr. Gligor,” greeted a brown-haired wizard barely over five feet. Gligor smiled back at her.
“Hello, Elia. I want you to meet my new apprentice, Lois. Lois, this is Eris Athena.”
“But I go by Elia,” she butted in. Lois smiled and shook Elia’s hand. Her eyes were a stark, startling green, like they were trying their hardest to convince you that they weren’t any other color.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Lois said in a smooth baritone. Elia hesitated, then
smiled.
“I’m glad you feel that way.”
Nihilistic Porcupine 