folclor
Resident Cripple
Location: Second Floor Hallway
Who I'm with: No one
What I'm doing: Heading to the first class
It had taken Calar a bit to regroup. He hated his brother's rash behavior. Now it was nearly time for his first class at this academy. Though he didn't wish to go to a course entitled 'Meditation' he would bow to the authorities for the time being. As he approached the classroom he spotted another boy. Frowning, he considered turning around. It would just be the two of them and most outlanders tended to be a bit too friendly. Ah well. 'If he's too talkative I can just cut out his tongue.' Calar sat down, back against the wall so he was facing the door to the classroom.
Who I'm with: No one
What I'm doing: Heading to the first class
It had taken Calar a bit to regroup. He hated his brother's rash behavior. Now it was nearly time for his first class at this academy. Though he didn't wish to go to a course entitled 'Meditation' he would bow to the authorities for the time being. As he approached the classroom he spotted another boy. Frowning, he considered turning around. It would just be the two of them and most outlanders tended to be a bit too friendly. Ah well. 'If he's too talkative I can just cut out his tongue.' Calar sat down, back against the wall so he was facing the door to the classroom.