[b][center]Tyrael Marchosias[/center][/b]

[b]"Yes... Let us not waste any more time here. Come along, both of you. And try to keep your eccentricities in check."[/b] Shifting the weight of the elf in his arms, Tyrael lead the group back to the college gates. He barked out his orders and the gates opened once again, allowing them entry, but also closed shut once everyone came in. [b]"Now than, would you please explain who-"[/b] But just as Tyrael was about to interrogate the new comers, one of his thralls arrived and whispered something into his ears. "-- ..- .... --..-- / -.-- --- .... / -. --- .-. -.. .. .... -- / -. . ..-. .. / .... .. -.. --- .... .-. .. - --..-- / .--. --- -.. / . -.-. -.-. / -.. -. .. / .--. --- -.. ... -. .. .... -- / . .... .. / .--. --- -- .- / -... .... .. -... . .... ..- .-. -.- / -.. -. .. ..- .... / .-.. .. . -.. -- .-.-.- / --.. .. / - -.-- / .-. -.-- -.. / -. . ..-. .. / .. .-. -.-- --- -.- -. / .-.. .. .-. / -.. -.-- / ... . .... ..-. .. / -.. -. .. / -- . ... .... .. - / .--. .. .. .-- .-.-.-" Tyrael groaned. Another problem to deal with. He gave the elf to his demon and pulled his face close to his own. [b]"Bring the elf to the infirmary. Alive."[/b] There was a heavy dose of anger and hostility in his voice just short of outright yelling, which was a sudden change from his more monotonous and apathetic tone speaking towards the others. Once the whelp left, Karnage looked to the others. [b]"Mar, I am afraid that something has come up. I know that it is not your responsibility, but I would be grateful if you take these people to another teacher. I think three are leading a tour right now. And now... I must go."[/b] Tyrael turned away and walked off, disappearing around the corner.

[b][center]Lucilia Riovas[/b][/center]

Lucilia had spent much of her time touring the alchemical gardens, showing off the various species of plants to the up coming students. She went over things such as which were best for nursing a cold, which provided warmth during a hot day, what made for the best insect repellant, which one could be made into an acid to eat through steel, what would help restore ones energy, and what made the hottest spice for stew. She would have gone on and on, if she didn't spy a familiar face in the distance. It was Colette, the vampire. She was being escorted by a guard, which meant that something must have happened. If Lucilia's hunch was right, Colette was feeling a bit... Thirsty. [b]"Alright everyone, we will be moving onto the next area, the Whisper Mist Grove. Just follow the path there and I will meet up with you soon. Behave yourselves now."[/b] As the students dutifully went in the direction Lucilia had told them, she met up with Colette.

Once there, she dismissed the guard to speak with the younger vampire herself. Lucilia figured that Colette came to her because she was still thirsty for blood. She figured that this would be a common problem, even if she managed to get Colette out of her blood starved state. Old habits die hard she guessed. Lucilia took out a small vial of the Marrow Draught and held it out to Colette. [b]"I'm glad that you took the time to seek me out, Colette. Still thirsty, yes? Drink a little of this than, and you should be well off for the next few hours."[/b]

[b][center]Annabeth Gulch[/center][/b]

Following Uicle towards the forge, the unfortunate teacher went through some bad luck on the way in. Annabeth witness first hand as part of the wall fall onto the teacher's shoulder, as he broke the door handle, and as a hammer beaned him in the face. That last one really surprised her. [b]"Is... Is that something that normally happens? Flying hammers?"[/b] After the rhetoric, Annabeth did notice something else that might be of immediate concern. It came in the form of a large hammer that was held onto a beam on above them with nails. Problem was that the nails looked dangerously bent. Sure enough as soon as Uicle was near enough, the hammer slid off the nails. Annabeth reacted faster than she could speak or think, and the first thing she did was push Uicle out of the way of the falling hammer with all her might. Little did she know, she also pushed him right towards on of the workers holding a box of ornate steel daggers.