[b][center]Tyrael Marchosias[/b][/center]

And so the mystery of the couch continues. After heading towards Underhaven, turned out that the couch didn't belong there. However it was apparently obvious that it left a path of destruction through it, and the boss of Underhaven was pissed at Tyrael for reasons he couldn't remember. [b]"I will fix this issue, I assure you."[/b] He left his remaining demons at Underhaven to clean up, leaving him to haul the couch to wherever it belongs. The boss of Underhaven wanted nothing to do with it after it had "severely maim three patrons and gave everyone else a hernia", which Tyrael wished he remembered. Still, he wanted nothing more to do with the chair, but he had no idea where to diposite it at. He could always throw it into the Inferno, but he figured he'd look around and see if anyone wanted it. Turning a corner, he ended up running into a likely candidate: Mar. [b]"Top of the morning. Hunting?"[/b]

[b][center]Annabeth Gulch[/b][/center]

Annabeth entered Uicle's office, which was much more... Plain than she imagined. She figured that, being a teacher of Necromancy, he would have some nick-knacks representing that, or at least a bookcase of some sort. But the room looked almost barren. But she wasn't here to judge the decor, so she went and took a seat as Uicle asked. [b]"Greeting, Si- Um, I mean, Uicle. The demonstrations yesterday were wonderful."[/b] At least she thinks they were, as much of it was a blank slate. Regardless, after initial introductions she didn't beat around the bush and went strait towards the issue. [b]"Uicle, I think I discovered I had mageblood. But I have no idea what sort of mageblood I have. Would you know of some way I could figure this out?"[/b]

[b][center]Cynn Ellime[/center][/b]

The gates opened for a forest elf. On her back was a large pack, and in her hands were her transcripts. She had been late to the opening day due to a case of bandits, but after escaping them she managed to reach the college no worse for ware. Admittedly, now she was lost. Her location, the courtyard, was almost entirely voided of people, aside from the occasional guard in the shadows. She began to wonder around, hoping that she'd find someone who could help her understand what she'd need to do now.