Richard shifted into the room after the chaos, just in time to hear Alistair screaming his head off. He grinned a bit, "[color=1a7b30]What the hell happened in here?[/color]" He wondered quietly aloud. He heard the teacher mention a heir, and Richard raised an eyebrow, "[color=1a7b30][i]He couldn't mean the Heir of Baphel[/i][/color]" He thought to himself, as he took his seat. Richard gave a bit of a laugh as Alistair smote a few students, and bragged about how he was some kind of child prodigy and vaguely threatened them. He rolled his eyes, "[color=1a7b30]He needs to get his ego in check...[/color]" He said quietly, already disliking this teacher.

	These feelings only intensified as he noticed him light a smoke. "[color=1a7b30]Are you serious?[/color]" He asked, almost taking offense to this action. Growing up around a Medela mage for a mom, he saw all the screwed up things smoke did to a persons body, resulting in him absolutely [b]hating[/b] the habit. "[color=1a7b30]You know, just because healers can fix you up, it doesn't mean you should constantly poison yourself for fun.[/color]" He pointed out vehemently, crossing his arms. While he shouldn't have said these things to a teacher, he felt the need do to this ones increasingly unprofessional behavior. However, he did finish with a pointed "[b][color=1a7b30]Sir.[/color][/b]"