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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MetaVoid" data-source="post: 7118935" data-attributes="member: 87106">"May I escort you home?" Quentin stands up and offers his hand to Raven."Don't worry, only escort you." he winks,  but continues in more serious tone"I know when a girl is not interested and I don't fancy waking up as a spider or a toad. And immortal to boot if your ancestor takes offence. Friends?"If she accepts he walks her home, real gentlemanly. Quentin is tired and would like nothing more then his own bunk with view over or into the sea. He barely registers that the room has indeed changed to reflect his wish before he collapses.In the morning, Quentin walks over the schools of Combat, Divine and Arcane in that order to get the schedule. Afterwards he goes through the rest of the schools on general principles, collecting their schedules too. Studying them for several minutes he finds first available term for combat school and joins the class coming in with his trident.[OOC]If she doesn't accept he just collapses <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />[/OOC]</blockquote>