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[color=#663399]Location:[/color] Lab, Strange Academy
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Annika listened to her professor’s advice, nodding in agreement as she absentmindedly stroked Root’s wooden beak and feathers. The facts of her travel into the Neverish were still fresh in her mind. She wouldn’t forget the feeling of loneliness and being left behind any time soon. And the cabin's uniqueness was hard to forget; however, a walk did sound lovely.

[color=#663399]”Walk. Definitely a walk first.”[/color] Annika pulled out a notebook and wrote down Sariel’s instructions for their assignment. It was almost like an archival assignment: gain new information, add it to the old, and compare. It was right up Annika’s alley. 

[color=#663399]”You can join us for a walk if you want,”[/color] Annika said to no one in particular. [color=#663399]”Would you like to join, Root?”[/color] She looked to the ancient creature, figuring they would want to be invited. Root didn’t have to stay with Rohan the entire time, did he? His presence on her shoulder had grown comfortable, but she could understand a familiar’s need to stay with their chosen companion. Nochella, however, went wherever she wanted. Usually. 

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[color=#B22222]Location:[/color] Mikkail’s Sitting Room —> Mikkail’s Tower, Strange Academy
[color=#B22222]Grimore:[/color] Predatory Instinct; Dragonic Morphing; Hunter’s Mark
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Callaghan led the way to Mikkail’s tower. He was most familiar with the path, and with each step closer, the more Cal started to relax. Once he stepped across the threshold, it was as if a weight had been lifted from Cal’s shoulders. He relaxed completely into the familiar presence of his mentor and the safe haven he had created here. Despite the dragon’s ire, this place was like home to Cal. 

[color=#B22222]”Close the door,”[/color] he instructed whoever was the last to enter. Cal removed the journal, eyeing the offending book with a frown.

He flicked his eyes up to meet Cassi’s. [color=#B22222]”I have the ability to enhance a magic user’s ability. It isn’t always exact, but it could strengthen your hold on what you seek from this journal. Do you remember the information we need? If so, make sure to channel that while you search the journal. Having a clear direction should help you focus, despite the chaotic nature of your power.”[/color] Cal held onto the journal a moment longer, sighing before he handed it over to Cassie.