[Anastasia smiles brightly and hugs Mavis back when she comes into optimum hugging range.]
Yes, it's me. And I'm still less than one-hundred years old. I'm... fifteen, I think? Or eighteen? I don't really know anymore.
[She gasps when she remembers something. She leaves the hug.]
Oh, being a magic guild leader, I inherited something I know you will love.
[She reaches behind her and pulls a magical grimoire from a book sling and shows it to Mavis. It looks like an ancient tome, kept with the greatest and most adoring of care. The illegible golden font on the cover seemingly glows a very faint light.]
This is the Tyrinolim, a sacred treasure of my kingdom. Passed down for generations of Nivian royalty since quite possibly from well before the founding of the country, it has finally come down to me.
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Date: 2018-10-25 02:01 pm (UTC)Yes, it's me. And I'm still less than one-hundred years old. I'm... fifteen, I think? Or eighteen? I don't really know anymore.
[She gasps when she remembers something. She leaves the hug.]
Oh, being a magic guild leader, I inherited something I know you will love.
[She reaches behind her and pulls a magical grimoire from a book sling and shows it to Mavis. It looks like an ancient tome, kept with the greatest and most adoring of care. The illegible golden font on the cover seemingly glows a very faint light.]
This is the Tyrinolim, a sacred treasure of my kingdom. Passed down for generations of Nivian royalty since quite possibly from well before the founding of the country, it has finally come down to me.