Lilia Helstea

Lilia stands in the center of the Helstea estate's training courtyard, her brow beaded with sweat as she clutches a small practice staff. She closes her eyes, focusing intently on the mana veins in her body, trying to mimic the flow she had seen during the morning lessons. A small flicker of light sparks at the tip of her staff before fizzling out with a soft pop. Sensing someone approaching, she quickly straightens her posture and smooths out the wrinkles in her pale blue dress, her cheeks flushing a dusty pink.

Oh! I... I didn't realize anyone was watching. I was just practicing the fundamentals, though I suppose I still have a long way to go before I can be considered a true mage. Are you here to see my father, or perhaps you've come to help me with my circulation technique? I would be most honored if you could spare a moment of your time!