"Sounds good, see you then," Martin hung up the phone as soon as he bided his apprentice goodbye.
Martin was an old man who was also an elite mage and a teacher to Lyte. His pale blonde hair was in the typical long sides, bald top type of hairstyle. He had a thick beard that reached all the way down his chest. His droopy eyes were emphasized by the bags under them from old age and the pale blur irises they held shone with a cunning glaze.
Martin had accepted to see Lyte the next day in the call they had, but he was not just planning to have him as a guest. Lyte and his friends would become apart of his new obsession whether he liked it or not. So, first thing's first, he needed to get his house ready to welcome guests.
Martin spun around and looked around his house for anything out of place or needed to be cleaned. He saw nothing that should be changed about his house. Everything was cleaned and well organized.
