He heads out

The village was always quite nice and busy. It was a merchant village, where goods were sold from many places. The way to the trial grounds was through the market, so they just went began walking. Elia was walking with Vas the whole way. Elia was a friend of Vas for many years now. She has a slightly greenish skin that showed she was a half-orc, has short, black hair, about 6'5, and was very well toned, especially for an almost 22 year old. It was no mystery that she wanted to be a warrior. Today for the trials she was wearing a leather chestplate and normal pants with a belt. She has a halbert as her weapon. With good range and the ability to move quickly due to light armor, she could safely kill enemies at a distance.

"Hey!" She said, "Let's have breakfast while were here." "Alright, but your paying!" She also had quite the ravenous appetite. Hopefully, adventuring payes better than most jobs.

Vas on the other hand, was slightly more toned than the average 20 year old, mostly due to Elia's insisting that he work out a little, but did not care for being a warrior like Elia. He prefered magic, as a kid, whenever he saw a mage come into the market, he would always watch the minor magic spells they did to facinate and entertain the kids. He was the only one who stuck around to ask questions about them however. Throught them he learned magic came in several forms in the world. Either through using spellbooks, just having it come naturally to some due to having magical beings as parents (lucky bastards), gained from making a deal with a powerful being, or finally, Chaos magic, magic that can technically do anything but was fickle, and instead of just failing to cast like other magic users would, anything could happen should their spell mess up.

Chaos magic is what Vas learned, it was not the most powerful of the magics or the safest, but it was the most creative and least restrictive. Technically speaking, with wild magic you could make up any spell you want! You just wouldn't know how or if it would turn out how you expected. Of course, a decent amount of people have ended up destroying themselves on accident due to it, hence the bad reputation it gets. Vas dressed in a very practical way for a mage, no long robes and staff for him! At least, not until he reached a certain degree of strength. Besides, they would just get caught on things. He wore normal peasant clothes with a hooded cowl that almost reached his waist. His wand was a gnarled stick about the size of a average knife, perfect for concealing. Any other person would assume he was a theif or rogue. He did keep some standard wizard robes in his bag should he need to make a more 'official' looking appearance.

By the time they had finished their breakfast they had reached the trial grounds.