[color=aba000][h2]Professor Admas Alemu (Spellmaking)[/h2][/color]

Admas turned to face the first arrival trying to make as much of a sweet face as a battle-hardened veteran of the army could. It looked like she was squinting to aim a cannon rather than smiling welcomingly. The student, she observed, was the type she excepted to see here, looking both harmless yet also weirdly ominous, weird clothes (though, at the same time, somewhat cute).

Instinctively she felt the desire to ask her to not use the hood up, but her rational mind reminded her that in here this was a wasted effort. Provided they didn't get her fired, she would be lenient.

[color=aba000]"Spell-something, no. This is, however, the Spellmaking class,"[/color] she said in a sudden harsh tone, stopping herself. [color=aba000]"Just jesting, please take your seat. I am sure your colleagues will show up soon."[/color] or at least she hoped they would.

[color=aba000]"You smell like a necromancer, fought some back in the Salted Marshes campaign, almost lost my leg to necrosis, fun times."[/color] she started to draw shapes in the chalkboard. [color=aba000]"I guess the topic of spell efficiency might not fit your main style, but it can be helpful for most spells. Geometrical Theory though? Oh, that is gonna be helpful to you for sure."[/color]

[center][h2] [color=fff200]⋆[/color] [color=f6989d]Yon[/color] [color=fff200]⋆[/color] [/h2][/center]

Yon suddenly interjected the conversation with the sound of a splash. The girl quickly peeked from the grass, she had taken off her dress leaving her in a dark yet colorful shit and pants, now fully wet as she had fallen into the pool. However, the sound of flowing water soon followed.

[color=fff200]"I did it! And I didn't even have to use any sort of explosive, just lots of acids."[/color] she stepped back into the grass, the drips of what was previously thought to be water fell in one of the plants, causing it to sizzle. She stretched, her clothes didn't seem to be affected by acids all that much, just a few holes, Yon was unharmed.

[color=fff200]"Guess I will take my bath first, then uh, Helena. I hope you don't mind being the last Daria it's just that... that blood... Uhm, you get it, right?"[/color] she waved her hand and tail awkwardly, almost dripping acid onto the two.

[color=fff200]"Ah, the classes tomorrow? They are Spellmaking and Alteration at... uh... I don't know earth time too well. Which will you two pick?"[/color] Yon questioned, getting ready for her bath. The overgrown garden seemed to mostly keep the modesty of whoever used the tub, the Lunarian peeking through the plants at the main ara. [color=fff200]"Both sound fun, but I guess Spellmaking is more essential? Hmm..."[/color]

[center][h2] [color=39b54a]~[/color][color=ed1c24]Mela[/color][color=39b54a]~[/color] [/h2]  [/center]

Mela whined loudly as the world broke apart near her, her eyes going even wider and her face paler than they ever went before, even when she was face to face with people who wanted to eat her.

The little apple witch was left gasping, staring at nothing, as Parr explained the situation to her she slowly understood it, the trauma being forgotten by her plant brain as she couldn't comprehend what she witnessed. [color=39b54a]"[color=ed1c24]Uh... Wait what!? B-but I wanted to rest a bit! N-no fair![/color]"[/color]

[color=fdc68a][h2]Professor Celia Reed (Alteration)[/h2][/color]

The harpy yawned, resting over a rug as her open space class stayed empty, she almost felt a tinge of hope that no student would show up. Well, there was one she wanted to see. 

And to her luck, that one student, in particular, was the first to arrive, along with a dog and a human who smelled like fruit.

She turned to face them but ignored the latter two. [color=fdc68a]"Ah, Sarah! It is good to see you! I have been quite interested since I first read your files. I prepared something just for you, sweetie."[/color] she said in a weirdly casual and warm tone as if she had just baked her some cookies. And the gift itself was a hairpin, bright green with a diamond shape.

[color=39b54a]"[color=ed1c24]M-m-miss?[/color]"[/color] Mela asked, the harpy just stared at her and tilted her head to the chalkboard, which had the basic instructions of a "clay into glass" spell.

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