Request and Reward

"Guardian of the Mystic Plane…" Parroting the words that left Mystia's mouth, Valyr pinched the skin between his eyebrows with a slight frown as the gears in his mind began to turn. "What am I going to be exactly? Your disciple? Or the Guardian?"

"Both, if possible," replied Mystia while Valyr continued to frown. "As you have Mystic Energy, you're already my disciple. However, it's still up to you if you want to become the Guardian of the Mystic Plane or not."

"What does being the Guardian of the Mystic Plane entail exactly, Miss Mystia?" asked the young man in response, only to say something else soon after. "Also, I haven't really agreed in becoming your disciple yet."

"And here I thought you did after asking all those questions so far," said Mystia with a slight chuckle, causing Valyr to slightly frown once again. "Then again, I did somewhat force the position unto you, but let's save that conversation for later."