Two carriages rolled into the city, both different. One carriage was ornate, clearly of fine making and belonging to someone of high class. The other was much more plain, but of sturdy build. They ended up trundling along next to each other, though neither carriage's occupants were aware of or even connected to each other, despite that they both were headed to the same place. The renowned College of Preicana, the esteemed place of magical and mystical learning.

In the ornate carriage, a lone young lady sat, adjusting her gloves. The smell of posies and rosemary wafted about her, sweet and soft. She tugged gently on a glove, making sure that it was on snugly before doing the same to the other. Her raven hair cascaded down past her shoulders, smooth and silken to the touch. Her eyes were as dark as her hair, and gleamed with clarity behind those eyes. She said no words, just quietly carried on, riding down on to college.

The other carriage contained two people, both elves, and a fox. The two elves were both female and that's about where the similarities ended. One was a pure Sun Elf and was leaning back in her seat, her eyes closed in sleep. The ordeal getting the other passengers to just ride in the cart had been something unto itself. Despite the city surrounding them, the curtains were drawn tightly closed, and any time that a bump moved them, the green elf on the other side shivered and closed them. She was a strange one, her skin as murky and green as the forest she came from. Her hair was long and unkempt, and there were leaves stuck in the slate grey tresses. Her clothes were ragged and covered just enough to be modest. Her eyes were what stuck out the most, pure white with not a hint of iris or pupil in them. On either side of her were stuff. To her left, there was a fox, curled up in sleep. To her right, was a handmade quiver filled with handmade arrows and a handmade bow.

Before long, the two carriages reached the College. Both came to a stop and from there they were about their way. The driver of...
Tokamara: ... The driver of the ornate carriage hopped down and opened the door for his passenger before seeing to the luggage. The plain carriage's driver simply knocked on the carriage wall behind him to signal that they were there.

The lady of the ornate carriage exited first and headed towards the door, the driver of her carriage in tow, her luggage in his hands. Through the doors they went, both stopping before the desk. When asked her name, she replied. "Sorwena Malos" Whether people would recognize her name or not didn't bother her at all. The man with her made a small inquiry and headed off into the college as soon as he had his answer. Doing as the others did, waiting, though she distanced herself from the rest.

A long groan emanated froom the regular carriage, followed by the dor swinging open and the The su elf stifled a yawn and stretched as she walked, followed cllosely behnd by the green elf and the fx, the latter cherrily prancing along. Past the dors and straight t the desk they went. The sun elf thumbed towards the green elf. "Oria is her name. Picked her up outta the Morgivia Foorest. Here for studiies by agreement and t give the Mrgivia lcals some peace of mind. If the old buffoon 'ants me, I'll be in the range, blwng off some steam." Ff she then went, leavig the green elf standing with the foox strutting arund her feet. After a few momets, she walked oover t an unoccupied sect of wall and sat crosslegged, the fox hopping up onto her lap to receive pets, which she obliged.