Mage

"Shit shit shit! Now where did I put that belt!" Oh hello. I guess an introduction is in order. I'm Ariadne Chapman. I'm an eighteen year old mage living in a small apartment above The Drunken Monkey Tavern in the village of Halibut Cove. "Ah there it is!" Okay I found my belt. I quickly fasten it to the waist of my blue hooded mage's robe. Alright that's taken care of now where did I put my sandals? Dammit I'm running late! I need to hurry if I'm going to make the morning train to Syphal.

There they are right by the bag of rice I bought a few days ago. Why did I put them there. I swear I really need to get organized, have designated places to put things. Than maybe I'd remember where everything is.

What! For some reason when I put my left sandal on I feel a stickiness on the sole of my foot. Wait a minute that's right. A few nights ago I gave Tyrone the fishmonger a sandaljob and he blew his whole wad between my foot and the instep of my sandal. I smile as I think about how I had to loosen the ankle strap in order to fit his penis between my sole and the instep as I jerked him off with my sandaled foot. He's got quite a big fat wang after all.

Alright now to make it to the train station. I lock up my apartment and hurry down the backstairs of the Tavern and out the door. Oht ohh I forgot to greet Eddie the guy who cleans up the place before opening. "Hi Eddie!" I run up to him and give him a quick little zap in his groin with my knee. "Ooof! Oww ahh hi Ariadne." Eddie is a guy in his late thirties. His dark hair is greased back into a pompadour and he's a skinny guy with a sunken in chest. Now you may think it strange possibility even rude of me to greet him with a knee in the nuts however that's what he likes. Who am I to judge, whatever twirls his beanie I guess.

Oh before I forget let me give you more of a description of myself. I'm a beauty blessed with blonde hair and blue eyes .As I said earlier I'm a mage, well a mage in training. I've already finished my initial schooling and now I'm on my way to Syphal to interview for a spot at the Dryden Magical Academy. A very prestigious school of magic I must say.

Leaving through the tavern's back door with my overnight bag in hand I run to the train station.

Ah I made it on time. There's my train. I show the conductor my ticket and I get on board. I'm looking for seat 3c and there it is right by the window. Cool, I can see the sites as I travel. It is a two and a half hour trip after all. I put my bag on the overhead rack and sit my cute little behind down.

Syphal here I come!