As the small stream of students finished filing in, Mr. Man glanced up and frowned. There were seven students in this class. He had watched all of their entrance exams, and could tell which ones would need more attention, and which ones he could count on being quick learners. He sighed, shrugged, and put his book down before standing. [b][color=gold]"Welcome to your new home room arcane arts. I am your teacher Atb Man, but you can call me Mr. Man, or just Man. You will not call me by my first name, unless your sadistic enough that you want to be reprimanded. This class will explore the fundamentals of magic, we'll even go so far as to investigate where it comes from, and how it has shaped our history. If you think you are adept in magical use, or knowledge, please stand up."[/color][/b] He spoke gruffly, his voice easily carrying across the room. He was expecting no one to have the confidence to stand, as was normal. Instead two people stood up immediately, and Mr. Man broke from his normal rhythm to see if more would take the leap of faith provided.