[h3][color=fff79a][center]Isilfarrel Mornelis[/center][/color][/h3]
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Isil was definitely not thinking this was going to be 'right up her alley'. Ugh, healing magic wasn't her forte to begin with. Oh sure, she was a high-elf and objectively probably would be if she was good at it...but still. Isil shook her head. She could do this, right. She could definitely do it. As new students filtered into the room, Isil mostly kept to herself, but greeted each of them with a friendly smile, having already been introduced a bit to a few of them. Curiously though...she was the only high elf in the class. odd. She was expecting at least one or two more.

Well, that was fine.

She'd just have to work hard to be an exemplary member of the high elf race. That meant she'd need to be better than any of these humans whilst not being too proud about it. The only other student of note, was an older one. He was well equipped, and he hadn't been previously on the list. This filled Isil with a number of questions. There was the possibility that the headmistress had just straight up lied to her, but there was also the possibility this man was someone of importance.

Hm, she'd keep him in the back of her mind. Wouldn't be very nice or good to stare. So the elf settled in, and waited for lessons.