- Sandra -
A single ray of early morning sun found its way through a crack in the curtains, shining directly on a girls face who seemed so sound asleep. It was shaping up to be a beautiful day, not just with the weather, but also in events. It was the time to leave the confines of Amber Falls and head out for the Dawn guild.
The girl winced and groaned, her head hurting with the pain that could fell a god. She turned around, facing away from the light that seemed to burn a hole in her head, her brain sluggishly following with what seemed like a delay. It felt like liquid, ready to seep out of her ear at any moment. She let out another groan, the sweet embrace of sleep slowly losing its grip on her and presenting her with the most hellish pain she had ever experienced.
That was when she noticed it, a sound like a wardrum. It was distant at first, but soon swelled in volume till it was the only thing she could hear, her brain throbbing on its beat. "SANDRA! TIME TO GET UP!" she heard her mother yell as she stomped up the wooden stairs. She groaned again, it seemed like the only way she could communicate right now, hoping that the thumping would stop. It only got worse, of course. Her mother pushed open the wooden door, its hinges creaking, the sound ripping through her head like razers.
"Sandra Pilkington..." her mother started, the fact that she had used Sandra instead of Sandy, as she normally did, already enough of a sign that she was in trouble, but using her full name? Sandra groaned again, wishing she was a real mage now, so she could just make her mother disappear for a while. "Come on, its time to get up, you wouldn't want to miss the farewell ceremony, now would you?" She said with an angry undertone, quickly maneuvering through the messy room towards the window.
If her brain had cooperated a bit better, she probably would've realized what her mother was up to before it happened, but as it was, she didn't. With one firm pull her mother opened the curtains, sending the bright morning light all over the room. The pain searing through her mind, Sandra quickly buried her head under her pillow. Oh what on earth had happened last night? The last thing she remembered was Fen taking out his better drinks, after that it wet all fuzzy.
"I expect you downstairs for breakfast in fifteen minutes." her mother said with that motherly type of sternness that no son or daughter would ever be able to oppose. The wardrums started up again, as her mother left her alone with her pain. It took her a few minutes to scrounge up the courage to lift the pillow off her head, the bright light taunting her. It was a true miracle that she managed to drag herself out of bed, her body feeling like a wet bag of sand and get dressed, before going downstairs.
The breakfast table was covered with all kinds of sweets, her mother had clearly planned for a festive goodbye. But in her current mood, nothing looked appetizing to Sandra. Both her parents were already there, casually eating, when she sat down in the chair across from them and let her head rest on her arm. "Come one Sandra, a man at night, a man in the morning." her mother said while she was buttering some toast with perhaps a bit too much zeal. The saying was something that came into existence after her father would sometimes come home drunk and then complained about it in the morning. "Come on sweetheart, give the girl a break." Her father said, trying to disarm the situation. Which was precisely the ammunition her mother had been waiting for. She threw down the knife she was holding on the table, the clattering ringing through Sandra's mind like a raging bull, as she raised her voice. "A break? A break?!? She came home well after closing time, drunk to the point of passing out, carried by... by... that boy!" A red flash came over her mother's face as she got angry. "God only knows what he might have done to her." she had heard of the rumors surrounding Fenrem, most not really that flattering. "Come now dear, Sandra and Fen have been friends for years, you really think he'd do such a thing?" her father said with a relaxed voice, clearly not to fussed about the situation. "Besides, I'm sure Sandra would be able to take him on, even in such a state." he added with a wink to Sandra, who couldn't help but smile mildly.
Her parents squabbled for a bit longer, her mother wishing she'd cut ties with Fen while her father thought things were just fine. Sandra was in no shape to enter the debate, not that it mattered, this was one of those debates about the well being of their child... she had no say in this.
Finally the argument quieted down and her mother got up to do some chores, but it was mostly just to cool down. Her father got up as well, walking past her and placing a little pill on the table next to Sandra. "Don't tell your mother, okay?" he said as he went on his way. It took Sandra some time to recognize the pill, but soon it dawned on her that it was one of their fabled "hangover-b-gone" pills... not that it really worked that way, the only thing it did was lessen the pain somewhat like a painkiller. But it was something, so she eagerly gulped down the little pill, wishing it would work a bit faster.
The rest of the morning went on pretty normal, her mother turned back to the overprotective person she normally was, constantly cooing about her little girl leaving the house and asking her a hundred times if she packed enough underwear. Her father just standing by and smiling, it would be a while before a scene like this would return to house Pilkington.
The family went to the meeting place, where the other travelers and family would see them off. Most of them were already there. "Now remember to put on fresh underwear every day!" her mother yelled a little to loud for Sandra's comfort, as she was suddenly locked in a motherly hug which knew no escape. But just for today, she decided not to struggle. "Be safe, okay? Just run when there's trouble and get help." Her father said, as he took the second hug. With somewhat difficulty Sandra dislodged herself from her parents. "I'll be fine, and I'll be back before you'll even miss me" Giving them both one last hug before joining the other children.
It surprised her to see the entire town here, and a creeping suspicion crept up the back of her mind. Oh no, please no fanfare, no fanfare, no fanfa- The fanfare started playing, causing the poor girl to groan as her head started to throb once again. Never had she been so happy to go into the relative silence of the forest. Sandra sauntered a little behind the group, not really feeling ready to bombard her poor brain with their talks yet.
She looked around the others, surprised to see Lydia in pants. Perhaps she was finally taking to her example, she thought with a smirk. But above all, she was looking for Fenrem, she needed to have the blanks filled in about last night. Her mother had never been so angry about her being around Fen, so what on earth had he done to make her that mad?