The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Jordan eats whatever breakfast shows up. So long as it's not writhing or somethingAiolos walked in yawning as their blue hair stuck up in places. Upon hearing Naos they smiled lightly "you know Naos I hope thats the case though I heard shes the disciple of a war god so she might have a bit of a temper, I know how some of them can get." They said with a slight frown as they shied away from the light bathing Grant as if scared of it.
Everyone could see all the animals running up to a woman who had a polished skull on her head that only showed her eyes that glowed with a faint red light. Her hair fanned out around the skull causing it to be unclear if it was a part of her or not. Around her was a couple of different animals even a couple wolves. She sat in her clothes that seemed worn but well cared for and her hands glinted with the metal of her gauntlets. Her gaze roamed over the students in the cafeteria before she pointed at the bowl where they could get food and in a low chilling voice said "Eat."