Who: Tennison and Keara Where: Ten's home When: Week 7 - Monday afternoon Why: Ten confronts Keara about the failure of his spell Warning: TBA, likely swearing and aggression
It had become plainly obvious, very quickly, that something had gone wrong with the spell. The rain clouds that should have only stayed the evening became thick, and snow started shortly after. Ten had shivered as he ran out to the back of the house, searching through the remains of the fire for any hint of what might have gone wrong. The herbs were right, the order and words had all been the same as he had done them a dozen times before. He even double checked the dagger, even though it had been used in magic long before he was even born. As he retraced each step, his anger only rose, until he was raging.
Now, a day later, he was sure of the cause of his failure. There was no other option, it had to be the girl. Ten stormed into her room, his eyes blazing with the rage he felt.
"What is it?! He insisted loudly. "What is it you're not telling me, that's twisted my magic?"