Diremisset Curans

The young man combed his hand through his spikey black hair as he scanned the crowded Crocus bar. He had only seen photos of the man that he was looking for, so he could only hope that he would be able to recognize him. Genisus gave a sigh, when he couldn't see him and tapped into his senses and searched harder. The mage he was looking for was a young man, and famous for his fighting capabilities. He had hopped to be able to gleam something that would help him improve. But until then, he still searcher.