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@Evil Snowman How's your progress? I'm looking forward to seeing what you got.
Yeah, I know. A lot of RP responsibilities fell on me! I intended to get that done like two sunday's ago and look what happened; I feel terrible about it. But yeah wanting to post with me definitely would be super helpful.
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— The Imperial Great Hall, The Conclave —
— 6th Day of Summer —

"Did you ever receive that last letter? I do believe I wrote one about the use of those gloves with the copper tips I made. I could give you a demonstration later on my quarters later on if you like."

Due to her study under the Keeper of Magic, Mathis Thornwell, Anareliea’s interest and understanding in the study of magical sciences had only exponentially increased since the first time her and Telaivas shared their interest in the field with one another out of earnest fascinations. She wondered with Telaivas being inventive and smart how quick she would come with the tutelage that she was going to be introduced to in the coming weeks. If she followed along as Anareliea had herself, it would be no surprise if the amber-haired girl from Xahria would excel just as well as she had. The possibility that she would be even better came to Anareliea’s mind and it did bring an anxiety bred from suspicious caution about the prospect; after all when it came to her own independent studies she knew Telaivas was more inventive and receptive than she had been, and with the addition of proper study she began to worry that with her friend’s personality what she could accomplish.

Still, she kept her face on even with the dawn of such thoughts.

“Of course. Such inventions are very interesting, but of course I have also come a long way in my own studies. We could share my competence in the magical sciences that you’ve yet to see firsthand when we exchange our learning in the eve.”

She had to keep up the appearances that she was more interesting than every person she talked to and she had to say the right things every single time as well.

“I am sure you are excited to learn under Thornwell himself while you are here. As we all have been.”

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— The Imperial Great Hall, The Conclave —
— 6th Day of Summer —


“Tell him that a lone wolf has fewer teeth than the pack.”

“A lone wolf's fangs are still enough to strike down the jackal foolish enough to provoke it...”

A wide smile curled on the lips of Princess Lyriel of Northwatch, a bemusing curiosity flowing through her mind as she witnessed the passive aggressive retorts between two dignified nobles whom she had never met before. She could not think of a better way to mark the beginning of the school year as far as her perspective was concerned. She lived for this kind of discontent and distaste as it not only amused her but got her little mind thinking of ways to escalate situations or tap into it for even more gratuitous results. After all, when Princess Anareliea thought you were a frightening element at The Conclave that was saying a lot of what kind of individual you were.

Toxicity brewing between others! and on the first day as well! How quaint this is.

With a wide smile she approached the man who had started the slight disagreement, the Prince of Forlonia himself. Her smile faded before he could see it as she curled it into a frown. The intent was to approach things from an angle that seemed authentic and simple— a comfortable albeit reasonable response from another noble. Such intent required her to appear sympathetic and see where the conversation could progress. Truth be told that she wasn’t even sure what she wanted out of their dialogue but she knew she was bored enough for it to seem like a good yet entertaining distraction. She could hear some hushed murmurs as she spoke out to Prince Seldo which delighted her greatly. A passive reaction with the crowd was enough to make her think she was ready to amuse herself by making some new waves.

“I am surprised that did not escalate further, such a shame to see others who present themselves with no poise and cause issue with their peers.”

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— The Imperial Great Hall, The Conclave —
— 6th Day of Summer —


That was pointless.

Rhelissa wasn’t sure to make of The Conclave at this point in time, but she did feel bored and unimpressed significantly by what impressions she had experienced thus far. Outside of Telaivas’ brief suggestion to meet with her later in the evening and the headmaster’s dull speech there was really nothing to be had of interest and her friends for the most part hadn’t approached her out of their own whims. She wasn’t sure why Ezran hadn’t graced her with his presence yet— a fact that was a bit more present when she began looking for him in the crowd following her interaction with Telaivas.

Prince Ezran of Darkthrone was her closest friend, a fact that wasn’t as obtuse as it sounded even if you removed the political intrigue that was going on in the background of both of their nations. A marriage that produced an heir between her and Ezran would make their child inherit two kingdoms due to the succession laws and it created an interesting game. A game that Rhelissa knew about; which brought her to many speculations of her life in the future if she took the challenge in earnest she knew she would be playing political circumnavigation with her own family and Ezran’s for the rest of her life. It was one reason why she was unsure of a betrothal between him and she. She wished Ezran would’ve at least took the knowledge of their respective families and their plotting in earnest seriousness but he always wrote it off as ridiculous— a reaction that made her feel insulted.

As she moved forward there was a flutter of movement and she nearly collided with another student— one she had never been introduced to.

"My Apologies."

“Yes.” She replied, matter-of-factly. It wasn’t quite a ‘princess’-like response but it got her point across well enough. Her blunt comment probably being seen insulting or at the very least obtuse to the young man in front of her whom she looked over with a coldness. She blinked for a moment. “I do not know you.”

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D-Does that mean Agatha is back?

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Maybe as part of his militia training he has to go through the test to see if he was capable of using an NC. And he had a good score.

T'would be yes or no. Compatibility is a lot like STD testing, you either got it or you don't.
Oh? Have things progressed past the testing phase of Graham's already? Interesting to see what adventures come about in New Anchorage now.

By the way, how did you write out Agatha, @Gowi ?

Didn't get a chance to write her out of last season by the time of this RP came out.
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