In a forest near the castle a cloaked figure walked with her head down, trying to avoid being detected, despite looking suspicious. If one could wonder, the need not hide herself for her child-like self would have immediately blended in with the surrounding due to her height. In fact the bushes and trees stood tall enough for her to not be seen.
It was a bit much honestly.
Clutching the large bag in her arm, she waddled her way through the bushes, trying to find a place for her to be able to do her experiments. Finally deep enough, Estella found a large empty space, with the moonlight somehow perfectly lighting up the area.
"How convenient.." she said under her breath, as if fate wanted to bring her there. She wondered if this was how all protagonists in novels she had read felt like? Maybe she, herself, is the protagonist of a story written by someone else? Anyways..
Maybe it was the lack of sleep or the fact her body was still young but Estella, pushed on through, how could she possibly get any advancements in her theory if she had not had time to do her tests. Magic circles was interesting to her, and the fact she had figured something out made her excited.
Laying out her parchments and ink, Estella drew a circle filling it out with shapes and patterns, if a fire insignia indicated that she were to be able to produce fire and with intent and understanding how fire is produced; combustion via light, heat and a huge amount of oxygen, this just means that if she were to use the light insignia wouldn't the fire burn brighter?
Another thing she noticed was that the incantations are just English backwards with intent, Estella tried it out, testing it previously, realising that they could basically cut the long random and exaggeration of the incantations but these people are dramatic and not efficient, so if she really wanted to she could just say 'Etingi' which is 'Ignite' backwards and still get a fire.
She felt like a kid with delusions of being a hero when she had to say the words out loud, especially when she now understood what the phrases they said meant.
Finally ready for her experiment, Estella stood in silence, and took a deep breath because this shit is gonna use a lot of mana, especially if she is unable to control the power.
"Etingi," Estella said, and suddenly she felt her body drain, watching as a small blue fire emerge, using her mana she pushed the small fire towards a tree.
"A-ack!"
'WHAT WAS THAT-'
Estella's mind went silent as she saw the fire continuing to glide through the trees like a fucking bullet, stopping only when she cut off her mana. Did she just shoot someone?
"Who is that? Show yourself, I have a bunch where all of that came from so.." She said but only silence met her, suddenly she heard a creak, and an old man with a white beard came out from the woods.
"Hello young child with fascinating magic..I am just a wandering mage."
"..."
"Young child?" The old man with a white robe and a white staff in hand said softly. With a long beard and white long hair, Estella couldn't help but wonder if that is who she truly thought it was.
The whole time, her mind kept computing, it was him. She knows this person from anywhere, she read many books where he was one of the main individuals of an adventuring group, trying to throw a golden ring with the power to rule them all it was definitely him, no fucking doubt. She was shocked, she's a fan. Finally taking courage, she said his name out loud,
"Gandalf?"