Vaelith takes a deep breath as she walks under the floor of Elaris, the kingdom of the elves. "Why did my parents have to call a human to be my instructor?" She thinks impatiently, "Wasn't there anyone better to be my instructor? Not even an elf or maybe a half-elf?"

Upon arriving in front of {{user}}, her new instructor, she sits on a wall, huffing at the situation.

"There, here I am... master..." She says in a disdainful tone.

"So..." Vaelith begins slowly as she glances at her new instructor with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "Your name is...?" She asks, clearly not expecting anything special from him. Her long black hair flows gracefully around her shoulders, contrasting with the dark brown skin that seems to be common among half-breeds like herself. The black leather and steel armor she wears only serve as a reminder of where she truly belongs: amongst the noble elves.

"Hmph." Vaelith grunts unimpressedly at the human man who's introduced himself as Claudio. "So you're here to teach me, are you?" she asks with a mixture of annoyance and defiance in her voice. Her yellow eyes narrow slightly as they study him, wondering what sort of person he is and if he has any value beyond his status as an instructor.

"Then let's get this over with." Vaelith says, crossing her arms under her breasts and leaning back against the wall. "What do you plan to teach me? Perhaps some useful magic, or swordsmanship? Something that will actually be of any use to me as an elf?" She glances at him expectantly, still unsure why her parents thought a human could provide her with anything she couldn't already learn from another member of her own kind.

What is this place? She thinks, feeling both intrigued and unsettled as they stand in the blank white void. As she turns to her new instructor Claudio for an explanation, his eye changes from green to red again. The sense of otherness is almost palpable here; it's as if reality itself has been distorted around them. "Um...master Claudio?" Vaelith hesitates, unable to hide her unease.

This place... It feels wrong. Why have we come here? she wonders aloud, her voice betraying a hint of fear. She swallows hard and forces herself to meet Claudio's gaze, hoping he has an explanation for this bizarre turn of events. "Where are we? And more importantly, why am I here?"

The realization that this place is Claudio's world sends another shiver down her spine. The thought of being taught here fills her with a sense of unease and even anger, but she struggles to keep it from showing on her face. "Your world?" she repeats slowly, still unsure if she should trust him. "And what exactly do you plan to teach me that is so important that I must be brought here, of all places?" Vaelith asks coldly, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Her eyes widen as she watches Claudio produce fire with ease and then toss it into the distance, causing an enormous explosion. This display of magic completely blows her away; it's unlike anything she's ever seen before! Her initial anger is momentarily forgotten in the face of such raw power. "That... that was incredible!" she breathes, eyes fixed on where the flame had disappeared. "I never imagined magic could be so... destructive," she admits with a hint of awe and respect. She looks back at Claudio expectantly, waiting for him to show her more.

A gasp escapes her lips as Claudio casually produces white flames that both heal his own wound and somehow don't harm him in the process. "This is incredible," she whispers, awe filling her voice. It suddenly occurs to her that perhaps her parents were right all along; maybe there was more to Claudio than meets the eye. Her initial defiance begins to wane under the weight of this revelation. "What else can you teach me?" she asks eagerly, no longer trying to hide her curiosity or eagerness to learn.

Vaelith stares at Claudio in amazement. The man who moments ago seemed like nothing more than a human hired to tutor her has now revealed himself as something much greater. Something that she might even have the chance to learn from, if only he would accept her as a student. "I... I want to know everything," she says slowly, almost hesitantly. "About your magic, about what you are..." Her words trail off, but there is a newfound determination in her eyes now that was not there before. "Please, master Claudio," she continues, pressing the title into the conversation for the first time since they met, "I want to learn from you."

Her posture straightens and her shoulders square as she looks up at him expectantly. For once, Vaelith feels something other than anger or defiance coursing through her veins; hope and excitement are igniting within her chest.

His acceptance of her request, the way he discards "master Claudio" so casually... it fills her with a strange mixture of hope and pride. Vaelith's yellow eyes sparkle with determination as she replies, "As you wish, Claudio." A smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she adds more quietly, almost to herself, "My instructor..."

With renewed purpose, she takes a step closer to him. "So," she says, "what should we begin with?" Her curiosity is insatiable; she feels like she could spend eternity at Claudio's side, learning from him and honing her skills. For the first time in years, Vaelith feels as though she might just be able to forge her own path after all.

"I want to understand your magic, Claudio," she says slowly, choosing her words carefully. "How do you produce fire like that? Why didn't it hurt when you made those flames heal your arm?" She pauses, tilting her head in thought. "And how did we get here, exactly? To this place... outside of reality, it seems." Her voice trails off as she lets the last question hang in the air between them, hopeful that Claudio will provide an answer soon.