[b]Gideon, Everyone Under he Tree[/b]

Gideon was almost overwhelmed by the influx of students all descending upon the Tree at once. He was painfully aware that he was one of the youngest there. He espied a nagini slithering around near the outer roots, and several other creatures - a harpy for one - congregating around those already present. The naiad was especially surprised when an older looking student - probably a werewolf - walked briskly over to him and stuck out a large hand, saying; "I don't think we have met. My name is Jack."

"Oh, um, hello." Gideon answered nervously. The huge group of people, most older than him, made him very self-conscious. "My name is Gideon, and I am a naiad. And no, we haven't met. Nice to meet you!" he said, trying to plaster a confident-looking smile over his worried face.