[center][color=gold][h1]Ramesses Amenhotep[/h1][/color]

[h3]~The Golden Prince of Isila~[/h3][/center] 

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The skeleton grabbed the bag back with a mechanical motion as it was offered back, before moving to stand behind its conjurer. No expression shone from it, no further impetus beyond it assigned commands. A very useful kind of skeleton, in Ramesses' own opinion, but ultimately very basic due to its simplicity. 

[color=gold]"Indeed, even a great scholar must rest every so often! Hahaha!"[/color] the princeling said, before uttering a hearty laugh and crossing his arm in a regal...if not rather confident fashion. At least, until the mention of choosing dormitories and exploring the place caused Ramesses' ears to perk up in curious intrigue, [color=gold]"Ah, yes. A grand opportunity this is then! I shall claim my own dwelling before the remaining rabble, and then set off to see what this place has in store! Many thanks, dear Headmaster."[/color]

The prince then motioned to the skeleton behind him, which began to move around the group and then forward. He then gave a wink to the ladies in his presence, before once again beginning to jog off in a dead sprint. Even the last words he said back towards the skeleton, whilst moving past it, were audible to the group despite them growing swiftly distant:

[color=gold]"Come along, Patsy! That seems a fine moniker for such a loyal skeleton! So make haste, you bag of bones, so i may claim my quarters!"[/color]

...Well, at least he was enthusiastic about things? 

[@DrowsyPangolin]

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[center][color=tomato][h1]Asteria Starwood[/h1][/color]

[h3]~Nilsovan Feyblood~[/h3][/center] 

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She knew it!!! Asteria felt a sense of rapidly-bubbling excitement well up within her, a beaming smile coming onto her face that stretched from ear to ear. It was a simplified variant of her mother's tongue this woman spoke, but oh how the familiarity felt more like home! It was enough to burn out much of the nervousness she had walked in with, and swiftly the fae-child jogged over to where Linxi was. 

Asteria's own hands came together as well, before the words of the fae language just began to rush out of her mouth like instinct as she lightly jumped up and down in excitement. Fluttering syllables of a graceful nature, little rhyme or reason ever to them, and yet a certain silvery smoothness and sweet honeying to it that stood out in particular from Linxi's own words. Mostly it was words of gratitude for meeting another faeblood here, talking about her nervousness in getting here, lingering late, a random off-thought offer to practice the fae language with Linxi, and just being glad for some initial familiarity around this new place. 

Little did Asteria tend to remember, however, she had maybe somewhat specially grown up for several years among her mother and the fae. Due to that, her fluency with the language felt like a second skin of sorts, something natural for her that had lead to a few awkward situations in the past...

...Especially when trying to talk to some other faebloods. Not that some couldn't understand, but some hadn't been around the language as long so early on or used it as much, and...ah...oh dear. 

After several seconds of excited linguistic chattering, like nothing else was around her and Linxi, Asteria's mind seemed to poke at her with the reminder. The Nilsovan faeblood felt her tongue and words suddenly screech to a grinding halt in her recoiling, as a very beet red color began to come to cover her face. Asteria put her hands over her face, like an embarrassed or ashamed little child, before any more words (now in the human tongue) came out. 

[color=tomato]"S-S-Sorry!!! I-It has been a long trip, a-a-and I got e-e-excited to see someone from home h-here..."[/color]

She at least had managed to hear some of what the Headmaster had said, mainly to the gist of "getting rooms early" and "exploring the place". However, her mortification at her unrestrained fae jabbering-on felt stronger than her will to run away and find herself a room to hide in at the moment. Almost made her wish she was back home, somewhat. 

[@DrowsyPangolin]