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“I am.” Ethra replied, “Unless, of course, our third roommate was already here, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.”

Ethra took a moment, fidgeting beneath her cloak, and then removing a satchel from her person, laying it on the couch cushion next to her. “As for our room selection…” She continued to speak, as she quickly went through the contents of the satchel to make sure nothing was missing - all she’d brought with her were a few books, journals, and writing utensils. She was told all other necessities would be seen to on-site.

“I wished to wait until all three of us arrived before we made that decision. It seemed only logical.” She said, as she returned her gaze from her satchel to Griffin. “Our yet-to-arrive is a warlock, I’ve been told.”