[color=crimson][i][b][center]Lucilia Riovas[/center][/b][/i][/color]

[color=crimson]”At the moment… No. Ovak seems fine, but I do want my bag at hand. Hmm…”[/color] Better safe than sorry. Lucilia reached into her bag and looked for an unmarked pouch. Once found she took an empty cup and called for a servant. [color=crimson]”Hot water please.”[/color] The servant left with the cup while Lucilia took out pouches and mixed them together, her actions hidden behind the table. By the time the servant had arrived Lucilia quietly took the cup and tipped the servant a gold coin. She mixed the assortment of herbal powders together before letting it sit. Then she looked towards Grey.

[color=crimson]”Grey, would you take this to Ovak? Tell him that it is from me, and he should understand. If he tries to act coy tell him that I made him his tea.”[/color] The same tea that Lucilia had been brewing all these years to extend Ovak’s life, or at least stave off death from his age and illness. It was no elixir of immortality, but on the off chance that it would help Lucilia was going to try it. After handing the cup to Grey, Lucilia noticed Uicle, Khan, and Tyrael leaving. She just sighed. [color=crimson]”Of course…”[/color]

While Lucilia had no doubts that Khan and Uicle had something important to talk about, their disappearance was making some of the members of the feast look concern. After all, what was so important that two teachers and the headmaster would need to leave? She was going to need to do something to keep everyone’s mind off the missing teachers, as the demonstrations were coming to an end. With Dervis finishing up his act, Lucilia stood up and took to the stage.

As she waited for the applause from the previous demonstrations to die down, Lucilia had Satori amplify her voice so that everyone in the hall could hear her clearly. [color=crimson]”Thank you all for the wonderful presentations! An excellent show of abilities for these demonstrations. Skills obtained through years of dedication, education, and practice. And a long time ago, there was no place like this.”[/color] Lucilia than went through a rather lengthy speech about the college's history and origins: Founded by Ovak himself as a place of knowledge and research for magic, not for the purpose of war, but the betterment of the world. She spoke about the past accomplishments of the college as a refuge for those in need of shelter, and how it has always been willing to serve as the battlefront of many conflicts, and not all of them wars that could be fought with weapons. The college has been the research center to counteract many tragedies of the past, such as diseases, famine, and poor welfare. It was a place where all walks of life can come and help the world, to unite against a force that threatens everyone indiscriminately. 

Of course Lucilia didn't specify anyone or anything in particular. She didn't want people to think she was trying to set up an agenda, though she was. While she was more than certain that the college could handle the threat of Kudd on their own, she was still willing to try and see if other nations or organizations within those nations would be willing to provide their support to combat Kudd. And to that end she needs to remind them that helping the college isn't going to be a challenge of their ability. She knew that everyone, from the lords of Eania to the elders of Ghannos, the chiefs of the Scorched Lands and the warlords of Oelik Hold, weren't asking or offering their direct support to the college against the demonic menace in order to maintain the facade of competence to their enemies and peers. It doesn't help that some nations hold a form of great debt to the college that not even Lucilia is entirely privy of, and would not add onto that debt by asking for more help from the college. But pride aside, even if the college could somehow come out on top against Kudd, there will be heavy casualties from those who thought to fight for themselves alone. 

[color=crimson]"It is not the witnesses who matter; not the one who points out how the greater falter, or where those who tried could have done better. The honor goes to the ones who is actually in the arena, whose face is smeared with blood, sweat, and dirt, who persist constantly. Those who fall, who come up short again and again, because there is no effort without mistakes and failures. The same ones who actually strive to take action, who knows courageousness and great determination, who dedicate themselves to a worthy cause, who at best in the end achieve success, and who at the worst, if they fails, at least fails while daring greatly. Andtheir place shall never be with those cold and timid souls lost in the passage of time, who neither know victory nor defeat."[/color]

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

Tyrael nodded his head and offered his own piece of candy to Lyn. [b]”Go ahead.”[/b] He said. Then he turned his head back towards the owner of the stall and gave him another silver coin. [b]”I want one more try. Also… Are we allowed to use magic?”[/b] The owner seemed to seriously consider it. On one hand it’ll be too easy to simply cheat using magic. But on the other hand, the owner knew that Tyrael wanted to win not for himself, but for Lyn, and may take offense if he doesn’t allow Tyrael to use his magic. Tyrael himself actually wouldn’t care, but he purposely cultivated this air of implied brutality to gain an edge. Eventually the stall owner relented and agreed, setting the cups back up. [b]”Excellent.”[/b]

Tyrael tossed a rubber ball towards the table, but before it landed it went into a portal. Another portal than revealed itself above the cup, and the ball flew out of that portal. Dismissing the portal the ball landed in the cup with a few bounces, but ultimately stayed inside without knocking the cup over. Tyrael did similar tricks with his next two shots, using his portals to bounce the ball at various angles, speeds, and directions before ultimately landing in the cup. Was it cheating? Probably. But Tyrael wanted to make a good show of it and win some prizes. For his win Tyrael was given a bag of caramel candies which he gave to Lyn. The owner thanked him and Lyn for playing, and Tyrael picked up Lyn to find a new attraction.

[b]”Where should we go to next, little Lyn?”[/b] As Tyrael said that he passed the table were Meirin and Ssarak were carving pumpkins and may or may not have glanced at Annabeth carrying away a naked Aramir.