The liquid in his glass seemed to dance with an inner light, changing hues in response to his mood and magical aura. With each sip, the runes on the glass rearranged themselves, ensuring that every taste was unique and perfectly tailored to the drinker's preferences.
This noble Mage had quite a bit of status behind him. He donned the Royal Prodigy symbol robes of the Luminar Mages, his presence a striking light that pressured anyone unworthy.
The fabric of his robes seemed to absorb and refract light, creating a subtle aura of radiance around him that both attracted and repelled those nearby. Tiny motes of light orbited him like a personal constellation, a visual representation of his mastery over light magic.
He was Noble Jess, a Royal Prodigy who had once entangled with Gladius and Arianna. A memory that simmered in Noble Jess's mind, like a blight on his soul that he could never forget for as long as he lived.
