Stridax waits patiently on the grounds right outside the tower and academy. She stands silently right off the side of a dirt road branching off of the main path. Her small stature nearly hiding her completely among the large evergreen trees. When was the last time she had set out from her home like this?
Looking up at the sun, Stridax winces. It was nearly noon. She had asked Isobel for the time off for this trip two weeks ago. Using up all of her vacation time and stressing the importance of this trip for her personally. Still had the Grand Magus really understood? Her heart wishes to say yes, but few are reckless enough to just take off without giving a full explanation.
Not only that but she had invited four specific people along with her. The only four she felt she could trust to keep quiet about the results of this journey if they prove to be true. All her nights at the library researching, and writing to her people gave her enough hope to risk the trip, but that's exactly what it was, a risk.
Stridax had dropped off the letters to those four this morning. They asked for each one to meet her here by 3pm. Still three hours. Maybe she shouldn't have come so early, but she had gotten off work at 11am and couldn't hang around any longer.
She hopes there's no issues among the group, but that was why she had refrained to mention who all else she had invited within the letters. Just a preventative measure but it felt underhanded anyways. Kold blinks from a steady, calm blue, to a happier yellow. His way of comforting her. She has to do this. Stridax always knew she would have too.
"I know. Thank you." She whispers back to her oldest friend. "I just hope it's the right thing."