Jemals School

The young Knight brushed off his blond hair with a casual gesture and observed the group. The clumsy follower of Boccob seemed well mannered and not of malicious intent. The Kobold that thought itself a Dragon, however, was annoyingly self centered and babbling only about things it was concerned with.

"My name is Sir Jamien de Chartes, a Knight of the de Chartes family. Pleased to meet you all."
 

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"Mine is Callistemon Agonistes but you can call me Cal." He thrusts one hand out to shake the knight's hand then goes and helps Terrance to his feet.
 


Terrance takes the hand up and then re-hearing the Knights name jots it down once more with the correct spelling this time.... "Thanks for the hand... I fear you will be helping me up a lot while here unless I get the hang of my own two feet soon... I'm just not used to carrying so much gear... just wait until I have my armor on... I'm twice as clumsy then.. and ranged weapons?... deary me no... never touch them... I'll end up putting a bolt through my own foot heh... the apprentice priest chuckled softly as he slowed his speech to a quiet halt as he noted he was rambling a bit as they walked...
 

Jamien smiled, revealing a row of straight, white teeth. "Perhaps you would like to train with me in the use of missile weapons? I am well versed in all manner of tools of war. Also, footwork is the fundamental basics of combat. I would be happy to help you improve."

The Knight than turned to the exotic Amaya - "My lady i have been anxious to hear your voice and know thy name. You are a gem amongst rocks, and i would be honoured to have your favor." The lad bowed slightly as the group hurried along with their guide and gazed in to the girl's almond shaped eyes.
 

Coravin observed passively, not being one too familiar with people, more an academic. While he had no desire to be standoffish or rude, he wasn't familiar with how to interact with people he had no direct business with. He nearly rolled his eyes at the knight's complements, feeling it was a bit early for such lavish praise... but perhaps the woman would think differently.
 

The Knight than turned to the exotic Amaya - "My lady i have been anxious to hear your voice and know thy name. You are a gem amongst rocks, and i would be honoured to have your favor." The lad bowed slightly as the group hurried along with their guide and gazed in to the girl's almond shaped eyes.


Amaya smiles beautifully. "Thank you, Sir Knight. Your words are most kind." She laughs pleasantly. "And you have earned my favor."
 

Jamien smiled and nodded. He wanted to learn more of this girl's homeland, but now was not the time for intimate conversation. He did note a spark in Coravin's eyes however.

Deciding not to presume, Jamien turned his eyes towards the slender magic user. "You seem fairly quiet for one of the Wizardly profession Coravin, at least when magics are not the subject of the discussion."
 

"You seem fairly quiet for one of the Wizardly profession Coravin, at least when magics are not the subject of the discussion."

"I am not particularly experienced in interaction with those whom I have no direct business with... so I leave the talking to those better suited to conversation and take the opportunity to learn." Was his reply, as he looked to the others, wondering when they would arrive at their rooms.

"Miss, Arin was it? YOu never did tell us what the Academy's rules or regulations were... that is a rather important bit of information."
 

"Maybe there is none. Place like this strong get stronger. Weak is punished." The Scaly kobold Grins wickedly at the rest of the group."Or maybe learn from papers." The little creature stumbles as he pulls a ratty pile of partchments from his bag. "Aussir keep papers"

[sblock=reading]...Now, as I'm sure most of you know from the documentation you received as part of your acceptance package, this is a vast place, with many opportunities... principal.[/sblock]
 
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