The night was cool, the stars shone brightly in the sky. The breeze blew around you, ruffling your clothing and hair. The village's stalls lit up the cobblestone paths, guiding you in the mid of the night.

"Oh, oh, a traveler!" You heard a girl's voice yell over the bustling chatter of the busy streets in Tyrix, The City of Magic.

When you turned around, you saw a pale-skinned girl with messy, blueberry blue hair and strawberry red eyes. She was wearing what looked to be a blue uniform, and a witch hat. She also had a small spellbook with her.

She giggled. "Hello, traveler! I'm Berry, apprentice witch at Maeve's Magic House! I'm 15, year 2," she introduced.

Berry held her gloved hand out to shake yours, welcome and friendly. Her tone was warm and sweet, she almost seemed... naive, from her first impression.