[h1]Caravan Escort[/h1]

The first thing that happened was an utterly loud screech of pain. The Pale Guard had largely ignored most of Meirin's attempts at harming him, even the blast that knocked him down didn't do much but cause him to growl. But than out of no where a small furry creature emerged from what may as well have been the pit itself and latched onto the pale guard's face. It's claws sunk deep into his head as he tried to pull, tear, and bash the bear off his face, but the doll was made of sterner stuff than you'd expect from a stuff animal. The pale guard flailed wildly and blindly trying to remove the bear from his face, unwittingly edging closer to Lyn and Alaira in his struggle.

The guard fighting Darius had not expected the blast of wind and only managed to raise his arm to protect his eyes. Debris bounced off his arms and by the time the guard looked again he saw a fist flying towards his face. But the guardsman was no weakling and took the punch without so much as a groan. Though now he had a bruise, bloody, and likely broken nose the guard grabbed Darius's hand after it had landed on his face. The guard held Darius's fist onto his own chest, to lock it in place. Than the guard swung his club just right behind Darius's arm, aiming to break his arm.

The Psychomancer kept his cool despite how the battle was turning. The pale guard was a lost cause but he took note of the bear attacking him; he would have to keep a careful eye on it. He also took notice that Darius was trying to get to him, and the only thing standing in his way was the lone guard who wasn't looking so good right now. The Psychomancer changed his tactics and instead of having demons attacking Darius, he had made an illusion of the pale man about to attack him from behind. But there was also the guard captain that the Psychomancer had to worry about. He was being attacked by the Ssarak and Meirin, a Esyire Soldier and a Warrior Monk respectively. As skilled as the captain was the odds were not in his favor. So the Psychomancer sent a telepathic message to the captain with what he must do to save himself.

When the guard captain's blow was deflected he aimed to take the momentum to move past the Eysire and get behind him. But than the Psychomancer gave him a message warning him of the red-headed warrior behind him and her attack. It was a bad position indeed, but not one that the captain could not escape. What the guard captain did was jump up to avoid the sweep and letting himself get pushed back by the eysire's tackle. The guard captain pushed himself off Ssarak and over Meirin to get behind her. Once he landed on his feet the captain slashed at Meirin from the shoulder down to her hip.

[h1]Tyrael Marchosias[/h1]

Tyrael continued his search to find more bodies for his next mission. Four or five people would be enough, though he supposed that if more arrived he could figure out something for them to do as well. He pondered what else he could have them fetch while they were out when he heard someone call him "Master". Tyrael turned his head to see Baulder, the strange nonhuman he had operated on just a while ago. Tyrael had noted from his clothing and the gargoyle who had escorted him here that Baulder has become an official student. Not that it made much difference to the demon, who still did not trust the newcomer. But he could still use him. [b]"I have a mission for you. Go to my office. There will be others there."[/b] Tyrael did not tell him where else to go or led him to his office, and instead went to go find Khan. He needed to know that Tyrael was going to assign some students for a mission. Due process and all that.

[h1]Lucilia Riovas[/h1]

By this time Lucilia was more than ready for the newcomer and Khan. With so many people coming in today she had already brought out stacks of paper work for the new students and prepared a speech. She even changed into a more formal and professional attire consisting of a white embroidered dress tight around her waist that went down to her knees, black tights underneath and leather heeled shoes. She looked a bit uptight, but also dressed in such a way that she not only stood out to other drab colored characters, but seemed oddly imposing. Though your mileage may vary. 

Once Khan and the new comer entered Lucilia stood up and bowed her head, mainly a formality for Khan. [color=crimson][b]"Greetings Headmaster Khan. Thank you for guiding this student here. Hello! My name is Lucilia Riovas. I am the professor of Herbmancy here at the college, as well as general secretary of college affairs, proprietor of the Scarlet Traveler, and Master of Alchemy. I would like to personally welcome you to the College of Twilight, where we teach anyone who enters our doors how to control and master their magics. Regardless if you are a human, dwarf, elf, or orc, loyal to Eania or Djarkel, we will accept you with open arms. All we ask is that you remain lawful within out walls and do nothing to purposely endanger yourself or your fellow students. There is some work that I would like for you to fill out, but before we get to that may I know your name?[/b][/color] Lucilia put on her polite, professional smile. She didn't exactly think kindly of the orc in her room (She generally doesn't think kindly of orcs in general) but this was not the time to allow her prejudice to show. More so since Khan was here. Still, her eyes held an icy gaze that would make Krogal's magic look like frost. There was something about the way she looked at him that nearly screamed "I will exploit you".