[center][h3][color=9e0b0f]Kyvir Lokerakir[/color][/h3][/center]
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	Some time had passed since the Tiefling's reading lesson had ended. They had worked through about five chapters of the book, until he had decided that it was enough for the day. After parting ways with the Human, Kyvir made his way to the dorms, finding his room relatively quickly. Upon opening it, he found it to be a rather small location, dwarfed especially by the size of his bed. His Bed was pressed against the far left wall, and occupied nearly half of his room's total space. Underneath his bed were a set of built in drawers, which already contained his limited amount of clothing. To the right of his bed was a large desk that seemed to barely fit between the wall and his bed, and with it was a sturdy wooden chair. On top of the desk sat a Lamp, along with a Journal and an ink-quill. 

	Stepping into his room, Kyvir was forced to lower his head and torso to fit through the doorway, and then closed his door behind him. Taking in his room for a moment, his face revealed a smile, something that only occurred behind closed doors. Sitting down in his new chair, Kyvir opened the Journal before him to find it completely empty. With the sound of shredding paper, Kyvir pulled a single page out from the Journal, and grasped the pen uncertainly in his right hand. Reciting the phrase he intended to write, he visualized the characters before scrawling them on to the paper before him, writing [i]"I will not disappoint you, Lady Mornelis."[/i] With a smile, he folded the paper into a small square and placed it in a pocket on his belt.

	Just as he had put the note away, he heard his the door to his room open, accompanied by the gentle [i]caw[/i] of a bird. Turning himself in his Chair, he saw the small bird hop it's way to Kyvir's feet. Gently, Kyvir bent over and lifted the small animal up, only to realize that it wasn't really a bird at all, but rather enchanted parchment. However, it didn't seem to matter if the paper was truly a bird or not, as Kyvir gently petted it with his index finger, smiling as the 'bird' cooed softly. After a few moments, Kyvir set the bird on his shoulder, only to regret so a moment later as the Bird's loud [i]CAW[/i] made his ear ring. Looking at the bird in betrayal, Kyvir's eyes widened as the bird spoke, informing him of the evening's feast, then exploded into a few dozen shreds of paper. Shaking his head gently, Kyvir snapped his fingers together and the shreds of paper lit themselves into brilliant flames for a moment, before disappearing entirely. With a gentle sigh, he regained his stoney composure and stood, leaving his door to seek out his Mistress at the feast.
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	Kyvir had arrived at the dining Hall quickly, having already determined the fastest route from it to the dorms. Once there, he began to search for his Mistress and soon found her holding a book, standing in front of a young, dark-haired man. He quickly made his way over to the two of them, gracefully moving through the crowd without bumping into anyone, despite his goliathen stature. After reaching them, he bowed slightly, greeting his Mistress in his rumbling voice.
	[color=9e0b0f]"Good Evening, Lady Mornelis."[/color]
	Facing the man before Isilfarrel, his harsh eyes moved from the man's head to his feet swiftly, before determining that he was not currently a threat to his ward.
	[color=9e0b0f]"Good evening Sir, I am Kyvir."[/color] He stated, introducing himself as his left hand rested on the pommel of his sword.