D&D: You head to your master's tower
From Create Your Own Story
You walk for several minute before reaching the north ward. Slowly after turning a few streets, you arrive at the foot of an old tower. It looks old and damaged by time. As you walk to the iron grate, it slowly opens as you approach. You step inside the square garden that surround the old stone towers and approach the door at the base. People avoid coming close to here and you only hear the noise of the town several street further.
You walk to the door and knock gently. After a few seconds, it knocks back and opens. You step inside and find yourself at the base of the tower. A long red welcoming carpet invites you in.
As you walk to the base of the tower, you find it much more comfortable from the inside. It is probably heavily enchanted because you would not believe you are in the tower you saw two second ago. As you aproach the the desk at the entrance, you see a large grimoire is left open and a inkpen is floating on it's own and writhing your names and the time.
A man's voice slowly resonates from the staircase. "You are late." He steps slowly down the stairs towards you.
You bow your head in apologies. "I'm really sorry, master." He gets to your level and slowly put his hand on your chin and lift you up gently. "Just don't be late again." He smiles somewhat comfortingly and that put you at ease.
Your master is not what you expected. You were expecting an old man with white beard and hunched back. But your master is much more different then your expectation. He looks mature, about in his 40s. With a well cut black beard and short hair and strangely well toned for a wizard. You blushes lightly as you think that your master is actually pretty handsome. You hope he is not reading your mind but if he does, he shows no sign of it.
"Take a look around. Your room is on the 3rd floor. The 5th floor is banned. And I'll be waiting at the top when you are ready for your lessons."
