Morrigan had left the party about a hour into it, she had no clue why she even bothered to go. The harsh beat that those her age called dance music, and the many bodies pressing together was suffocating to the cryomancer. She sat outside breathing in the fresh air as the temperature lowered to be more comfortable to her, Morrigans breath came out as little puffs of fog. As she sat against the wall creating ice constructs she heard voices in the square.

She peeked around the corner and saw the Headmaster and a man in a mask. The men conversed but she couldn't make out the words. After a few moments the Headmaster passed something to the man and a small child went with the Headmaster. Morrigan was unsure what to make of the situation as the men went on their ways, but before she could go on her way other students appeared and began talking to each other. One of the students released a fireball and Morrigan made the air around her even colder. As they turned and walked away Morrigan decided it was smart idea and turned and went back the way she came avoided the others for now but leaving behind a small ice trail.