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Damian glaired over to bane. He could see the sense of wonder and excitment. But he personally knew the dangers of the everfree. It was a harsh and dangerous place filled with evil magic. In his head Damian thought about going all the time but after the last time he went he knew it wasn't a good idea. He had been to the castle in ruin and even lived there for a while. 

Looking back down to his desk he jotted down some notes and began to doodle a bit on some paper, not sure yet what he wished to make. Ignoring the teacher and the events of class as a whole he began to sketch bane. This pony was different than any he had known before, eventhough, he really didn't know bane at all. Nonetheless he was different. His color, his manarisms, and especially his name. None of them made sense and this, for damian, was something worth digging into.