Hey doods, I'm back! I'm sorry it took me so long to just figure something out but I thought of something. Here it is...

Magic's Point of View

I've ventured out far from home quite a bit but I recogize some structures around here so I know I'm, at the least, on the right track.

It's been quite some time and she's covered much land, so Magic decides to take a break and camp for the night. 

But there are always things that lurk in the shadows...

Seto's Point of View

"Uh, Hi?"

The villagers stare at me as if their staring at something completely foreign to them, but they've probably meet at least one player, right? I was too mesmerized by the room to honestly pay much attention to them though. 

Okay, so I wasn't really mesmermized by the whole room, which in fact was pretty simply designed, but I was more interested in the area where the girl's smell was the strongest. In the far back of the room was a large, architectural area filled with potions and sorcery resources galore. 

I walked past the villagers, who suprisingly got out of the way, and entered the potion area. The room was entirely architected with netherbrick, the usually rough feeling of brick suddenly smooth as I ran my hand over the wall. Torches were lit here and there, illuminating all the brewing stands, cauldrons, and bottles lying around, everything looking as if it'd never been touched. Although, the way they were lying around everywhere gave the impression that the person used and cleaned them well, but never really gave the time to fix it.

I was just about to pick up a bottle when a villagers voice clamored about, "No! Do not touch Magic's belongings!"

I froze, pausing to fully understand the amount of information he'd just given me. 'So, this area belongs to that girl sorcerer...and her name is Magic,' I thought. 'Interesting...Maybe I can get these villagers to tell me more about this...Magic'.

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Sorry, really short.

Thanks for reading?

And I'm still currently on a writers block for Magic herself.