Zafira Kerias

It had been maybe 5 months after the murder. Nobody was yet elected. Christmas time was coming and the Council of Elders and few known people from the West Sanctuary were coming to the East. In the past few months Zafira had met several people. Jev Kylar was one. He was an Adept with a strange power. Using blood he can heal-or kill, anyone. Strange. Yet the power had been helpful. The idiot who murdered the Grand Mage was in the Gaol. Anyone who walked past the guy's cage would have liked to beat him up but nobody did. The Cleavers were watching. Zafira did not like Cleavers. She wandered to the meeting room where the Council used to meet. A voice from behind made her jump,
"Thinking of the murder?" The voice asked. Zafira turned shadows ready. She relaxed seeing Jev. Tall and wearing his usual black pants and grey sweater.
"No thinking of what will happen once the others from the West arrive. It'll be American history in the making. A brand new Council." Zafira smiled. She liked Jev. He reminded her of one Necromancer. Jev shook his head,
"They wouldn't pick me. Not unless someone wanted to be killed. But you are a Necromancer. You can sense death around you." He said a sadistic smile on his face. Zafira sighed. She hated being picked out because of her choice to study Necromancy.
"As you know I can sense death. But I only can tell because my object gets extremly cold. Anyone of us can." She told him. It was common to be singled out with new people but why was he questioning her power now? They'd known each other for a while. Everyone else accepted  Zafira even despite her magic. Then again, Jev was strange. He smiled slightly,
"I always was interested with you Necromancers. Always wanted to know how you guys did what you do." He laughs. Zafira shrugged. Someone burst in, Ari.
Ari grinned, "Guys the West people are here." She said. Minutes later they appeared. Zafira nodded greeting to the Council. They all regonized her as a Necromancer but nobody really cared. It was...peculiar. The Grand Mage was a woman named, Jadeth Gore. She called everyone together. The Council would not vote but it was present to meet the new East Council. Gore looked around, "Well as we know its time to elect a new Council in the East...so let us begin." She declared. Ari stood up,
"What about Violette as Grand Mage?" She asked. Violette looked stunned.
"No. Just no." Violette said quietly. Many people argued until someone spoke above the others,
"Zafira Kerias should be Grand Mage." The voice was Jev's. Agreement rose among everyong Gore broke in,
"What?! Are you insane? Trusting a Necromancer in such a position?" She exclaimed saying 'Necromancer' like a curse. Someone told her to shut up. Outvoted Gore glared Zafira spoke up.
"I'll be Grand Mage. I would like Violette and Jev to be my Elders." She said. The two chosen jumped,
"Why me?!" Violette asked shocked. Jev shook his head,
"Thats...uncalled for. I'll do it." He muttered. Violette looked uneasy reluctantly she nodded.
"Fine..." She said. Gore stood up nodded to the new Council. She stormed off with her own Elders. Zafira was left with everyone. Zafira looked at the others in a daze.
"Unexpected. Right. I'll meet with the Elders to discuss things. Everyone working here can continue. I want the West Council escorted." She said. The Cleavers left to do their duty. Everyone went back to their duties and things. Greeting the new Council. Zafira turned to the other Elders,
"Now we deal with...foreign Sanctuaries." She sighed.