[h3][center][color=goldenrod]Sonia Weaver[/color][/center][/h3]

Sonia maintained her polite and gentle facade as her teachers spoke about the hardships and difficulties the students will have in class. Be it the business end of things that Tholl was talking about, or the inevitable and violent ends that Yurius eluded two. The fact that only two out of a dozen students he has shows any promise made her wonder if she'll even graduate with anyone in her class. Or if she'll graduate at all. But before Sonia could let these negative thoughts bother her, Owldin flew down towards his master. Sonia raised her hand for him to land on as he passed her a note: a spell scroll has been delivered to her room. [color=goldenrod]"Oh right. Thank you Owldin. Please excuse me professors, but I need to go and get ready for my next class. Thank you for the meal, Professor Tholl."[/color]

Packing away her dishes Sonia left the cafeteria to go to her dormitory. She had previously spent her money bidding on a magic scroll of illusion, having stayed up all night sniping the bid to ensure that it gets into her hands. She wanted to make sure she was able to use it soon. It may take her a while to fully understand and memorize the spell off the scroll but unlike others who may need weeks or months just to understand the fundamentals, Sonia can already adapt her current magic to add spells to her pool of knowledge. That is to say, where some people mastering the blade, Sonia was studying spells. It made her think about what Yurius said about how he deemed only a few "physically" promising. She knew that she wasn't going to be one of them so Sonia needed to compensate. Fools look for answers, wizards make solutions. Sonia also needed to check the status of her spider silk shipment; she was relying on a good sale at the end of this week so she can buy groceries. Without it Sonia was going to have to eat more ham-and-cheese sandwiches for a while.

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