Moriah had never been to New Zealand. Nor had she she any idea what Lord of the Rings was or a Maori. Instead of letting on any of that, she listened quietly and nodded when it seemed appropriate.

She turned her head to a sound, the sound of steps. 

It was professor Sadria Quinn arriving. She walked through the threshold, back straight eyes studying each student.

She walked toward the chalkboard. She writes on it [i]'Defense Against the Dark Arts'[/i] then her own name [i]Professor Quinn[/i]. She turns to the class.

"Good afternoon. I understand that the Dungeons are a bit hazardous to traverse. I will forgive tardiness today only. I will give your absent classmates a few more minutes before we begin."