Why lift the weight with arms when you can simply WILL it to be where you wish it?
I am known as Imkey, the Mage. I want strong minds to surround me for decisions and fierce loyalty is given and received equally in all hopes.
I look older beyond my years from late nights with books ancient and new. Candlelight has ruined my far vision, but I can read as fast as any, and understand more than most. Words are not just simple words, they are power, and some, when combined correctly can do more harm or good than armies of men combined.
Imkey is willing to learn from the learned and teach the unknowing. Magic is power, and strength is not just lifting a heavy weight.
The heaviest weight of all is the knowing that you do not know all.
Alliances are power, power is meant to be used for good and loyalty is above even the best. I intend to work for those aiming to strive for good, not for goods sake, but because it will help the learned and those of less ability, and the strong and weak.
Advisor Description
Meeting Corianna for the first time was a stroke of luck. Although way above my current situation she immediately recognized my ability to translate documents and that helped her to put my lower station below me as I was at least as educated as her family.
I believe that Corianna, is unsure fully to trust me, however, her need for translation gives me that ability to earn her trust slowly. She is very wealthy, old family and not as trusting as some others may be thinking that I am just working to learn about her and how to steal from her, although, I am only looking for knowledge and further jobs to eventually earn a spot in that rich lifestyle she lives in.
Reflections on your mother
Reflections on your mother
I wish she had believed more. She was stronger than she let on. I had so much to learn and either I wasted it, or she didn't know how to show me.
I am going to be strong in mind and in magic. You will see. I promise that.
The Beauty of Lady Fluke
In mine eyes, I see the beauty of the heart,
In mine eyes, I see the section of each little part,
Oh how I wasted time and forsooth,
I wish that now I wasn't such a youth.
Your hair is blonde and curly,
your body curvy enough to make my mind go whirly.
Oh Lady Fluke, your eyes are dreamy,
enough even to make old men's thoughts steamy.
Away I must go before I am overtaken,
Thy mind, so strong, it can not be forsaken.