Profile STAR-069: Magimy

"My dear, are you in?" At the sound of a familiar, melodic call, and an equally familiar, rhythmic knocking on her doorway, Asphodel shot up from her work, a flurry of feathers and papers falling around her like petals. "M-Magi--mrph!" Asphodel yelped, catching some of the materials in her mouth. The Liberkin nearby, agitated by her abrupt movement, began to flutter wildly about. Asphodel's guilt nearly had her turning around to tend to them, but was stopped by t...