12-30-2021, 06:39 PM
While it took a while to get to him, when it was his turn Zot stepped forward as his name was called. "I am Zoticus Greyweather, but please call me Zot. Zoticus is so formal," he said, sounding a little embarrassed by this. "My father is Sir Emery Drake and he sent me here to learn how to use my magic. Back home I worked a lot with the blacksmith and armorsmith so I know a lot about smithing. I also like horses and pigs."
The tall and handsome young man actually blushed slightly before he took a step back into the crowd. He didn't like being the center of attention. Much like the smiths he worked with, he liked to be in the background doing the hard work. There was satisfaction in that he found.
There was a part of him that was already homesick. He missed his little sisters Madeline and Prudence and hoped that at some point he could convince his father to send them here for schooling too so he wouldn't be all alone in the Scottish wilderness. He idly wondered if his stepmother had designed this for him to get him out of the way for a while.
The tall and handsome young man actually blushed slightly before he took a step back into the crowd. He didn't like being the center of attention. Much like the smiths he worked with, he liked to be in the background doing the hard work. There was satisfaction in that he found.
There was a part of him that was already homesick. He missed his little sisters Madeline and Prudence and hoped that at some point he could convince his father to send them here for schooling too so he wouldn't be all alone in the Scottish wilderness. He idly wondered if his stepmother had designed this for him to get him out of the way for a while.
