-Stables-
"Aye, that'd be me. If ye'd like I kin set ye up with some time and space t'ride and practice. Heck if ye'd like I kin set ye up right now, lessen ye gots someplace else ta be?" The dwarf smiles up at Keizzan, hands on his hips. "Always happy t'help someone get more in touch with th'animals."
-Mall-
Terrance arrives at the mall and makes his way to the stone. He is accosted repeatedly by the sights and sounds of the place, and the sheltered young man is finding it a bit difficult to take in.
"Ah I've been expecting you. First time around, looking to find your way, I've just what you need! A Stick. A finding stick, to be precise! Come young one, I've much to show you!"
Terrance turns to see a red-skinned human standing at a stall with sticks of various shapes and sizes scattered about on tables and hanging from pegs. A wide smile splits the mans face as he motions Terrance towards him.
-Cafeteria-
"If I see a bear in the forest, I presume it will be a bear - that is to say, UNINTELLIGENT, and incapable of overcoming it's base drives. You ascribe that same lack of sentience to the Drow, and you will be fatally dissapointed. And if you have a problem with me, then feel free to remove yourself from my presence, else shut your snobbish mouth before I...
"DO Nothing." Arin stands and the crowd gathering to watch the brewing fight turns to see her, eyes filmed white and hair now green as she floats over the table to land beside the two.
"You will do nothing. These new students are under our protection, and you will not harm them. You know the rules against inter-class fights, the boy would stand no chance against a second year student... As you would stand no chance against a third." Her eyes flash with the implied threat.
She then continues in the language of the drow
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"Leave the boy and his racism be. He will either learn or he won't. It is not your place to impose your own morality upon him. Now why don't you return to your lunch so we can do likewise."[/sblock]
The drow looks from Arin to Jamien then returns to his table as She turns back and looks at the crowd, which begins to break up.
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Also, any mage types in the cafeteria:
[sblock=spellcraft DC 19] Arin just used a Suggestion spell on the drow while speaking his langauge.[/sblock]
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