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As the words were spoken by the Guild Master, Evania felt panic. What if no one vouched for her? Of course that was a silly notion. They had kidnapped her to be there. A voice called out almost immediately though, and the twenty year old let out a sigh of relief. That was one obstacle over with. Immediately the Guild Master began to speak again, asking for those opposed. Evania half hoped someone would speak out against her being admitted into training. She would (hopefully) be allowed to go home and be left in peace. Somehow, she doubted that was the case. Part of her was also afraid of the rejection. What if some of them doubted that she was good enough for them?
But no objections came, and soon she heard the master speak again, this time to her. He commanded that she state her name and remove the blindfold. This was the moment. Did she have the courage? No, not really. But Evania had no other choice. She took a deep breath and reached up to untie the blindfold with shaky hands. "Evania Vanistov," she stated, removing the dark fabric. The sudden change from dark to light disoriented the young woman and she needed to blink a few times before she could really take in the scene before her. A few dozen people had their eyes on her, and she took in how the room was arranged so that the Master was in the center. He had quite a few adversaries with him, all of them with the same experienced look at he had. All but for the young woman at his side. Evania could tell they were related. It was obvious in their facial features. The only question was if it was a daughter or sibling. It was a piece of information unnecessary at this time, and Evania stopped thinking about it. She also noted the presence of Kavil, playing guard again with the Guild Master.
Evania was welcomed then. Many of the other assassin's made room for her at tables as she was instructed that she could take a seat of her choosing. She felt awkward trying to pick one table over the other, until she caught sight of Felicia at one of the tables that had made room. There were three other women there and the rest were men, all of around the same age group. Meaning, older than her. Evania didn't mind, though, and made her way over somewhat sheepishly. She sat down between a man and a woman both her greeted her with a smile and nod. All she could do was smile back and look at the table. What did you say to assassin's upon first meeting them? And hadn't something been mentioned about her getting a trainer? Or was that the next day? Evania suddenly couldn't think of a single thing she had been trying to memorize earlier in her room.
The twenty year old sat straight and tall, feeling that propriety was needed for this situation. She was surprised at how quick the presentation had been, but she was thankful. She hadn't had to do anything ridiculous. Though, that was likely saved for the next day when she would train with the others. Her stomach churned at the thought and her appetite was lost for the moment.
But no objections came, and soon she heard the master speak again, this time to her. He commanded that she state her name and remove the blindfold. This was the moment. Did she have the courage? No, not really. But Evania had no other choice. She took a deep breath and reached up to untie the blindfold with shaky hands. "Evania Vanistov," she stated, removing the dark fabric. The sudden change from dark to light disoriented the young woman and she needed to blink a few times before she could really take in the scene before her. A few dozen people had their eyes on her, and she took in how the room was arranged so that the Master was in the center. He had quite a few adversaries with him, all of them with the same experienced look at he had. All but for the young woman at his side. Evania could tell they were related. It was obvious in their facial features. The only question was if it was a daughter or sibling. It was a piece of information unnecessary at this time, and Evania stopped thinking about it. She also noted the presence of Kavil, playing guard again with the Guild Master.
Evania was welcomed then. Many of the other assassin's made room for her at tables as she was instructed that she could take a seat of her choosing. She felt awkward trying to pick one table over the other, until she caught sight of Felicia at one of the tables that had made room. There were three other women there and the rest were men, all of around the same age group. Meaning, older than her. Evania didn't mind, though, and made her way over somewhat sheepishly. She sat down between a man and a woman both her greeted her with a smile and nod. All she could do was smile back and look at the table. What did you say to assassin's upon first meeting them? And hadn't something been mentioned about her getting a trainer? Or was that the next day? Evania suddenly couldn't think of a single thing she had been trying to memorize earlier in her room.
The twenty year old sat straight and tall, feeling that propriety was needed for this situation. She was surprised at how quick the presentation had been, but she was thankful. She hadn't had to do anything ridiculous. Though, that was likely saved for the next day when she would train with the others. Her stomach churned at the thought and her appetite was lost for the moment.