(Tuesday 20 may - 07:00)


Shalisa walks in with a big smile. She had for the first time tried the big vats with hot water and she felt like a new person, so even they dark grey clouds hanging and threatning with rain could destroy her mood.

She looks around at the other students. some are awake and laughing and talking to their friends, some are yawning and obviusly more alseep than awake. Shalisa had sleept for 2 days strait after her arrival to the academy - very wiered actually caus´ she usually didnt need more than 4 hours of sleep pr. night. She had charmed her way in to the heart of the libririan, and now had a special deal that if she could not sleep she was welcome to sit in a cornor and read untill the academy woke up - but only as long as her studies was good, and her teachers saticefied.

She looks up towards the teachers diningtable. She hadnt had time to talk to Mira yet. She felt absolutly awfull about what happent. She normally could controle her feelings, and especially her anger. Even dragons was spooked when her fury came to live, and it was very rarely provoked, she had made sure of it. But poor Mira had been right in her path.

Her hands became sweaty just thinking about what to say to her teacher. She gently bites her lip as she gets sits at a table with an empty seat. The other student automaticly sends the plate with bread, and milk down in her end. She ends up with two pieces of bread with some strange white-yellow, flat thingy on top. it smells wiered and she looks at the other student to try to figure out if they are pulling some kind of trick on her. What was that they were trying to make her eat?

She pushes the plate away and even though she is as hungry as a bear in the spring, she tries to sooth her grumbling got with as much water as she can drink

A blackahired girl sitting next to her turns her head and gaze upon the redhaired beauty with her own brown eyes. A lot of guys have stop eating to watch the girl a bit too beautiful to be true.
Dawn watches as the girl push out the plate, and turn her head a bit to the side. She hasn't spoken yet but its clear that she are not like the others. most people have rich parents and fine clothes while she are wearing a commeners brown shirt. She is not from here which is clear in her brown glow in her skin, and the snake tatooed down her forehead and nose. Her hair is as black as the night, and falls down her shoulders in waves. partly understanding why the redhaired don't want to eat, she pushes her own plate with a stake towards the girl, nodding encouraging. There has no smile been yet, but her eyes show great compassion and friendlyness, and its clear that she wants to share her meat.

Not many notice her or else they don't want to talk as she is a Sha'dra, a nomad from the south, which not many knows about. usually they don't come up here in the north unless to trade and not many understands what she wants. her deeply red lips forms the words "for you" though she still don't say anything before they crosses in a smile. She looks the same age as Shalisa but her eyes shows great maturety and sorrow deep within.

She is cusious about this new girl, who the word had spread quickly about. As deadly as she is beautiful. Dawn had not come to long ago, and was still new but no one had really seem to notice other than her tanned skin. but this girl had surely got everyones attention wether it was true or not.

Shalisas attention is drawn to the sound of the plaite over the table. She looks at the darktanned girl and at the meat on it. The gaze she sends the girl is reserved. Her eyes is not unfriendsly-cold, but it is kindi crystalclear and pure and cold when she takes a closer look. Like she is trying to see something more. If she sees anything in Dawn she aparently like what she sees. Shalisa sends a smile back at her, and Dawn is all of the sudden swept in the loving being that is Shalisa. Her eyes are bright and shines in the candlelight, witch make them even more stunning. Her beatyfull mouth forms a big warm smile, and there is real graditude in it.

Then she looks down at the plate with the meat and it is allmost as a play it taking place in her face. She looks at the meat as if it was her only and true love. A longing and yerning that is almost touchable is in the air

...But never, EVER eat meat Shalisa. Do you hear me? We can controle it, we are purebred dragons, but you must not! You could have died! We can not keep the dragon in you asleep if you feed to many of your instincts. We dont know what could happen. Maybe you will breake free from our bond and chance into a dragon, and you are to young to change! Dragons first change when they are adults and can controle their form, no Shalisa! You do not eat meat! Promise me!

Her fathers words booms through her head. And even though she is longing to sink her teath into the tender meat, she shakes her head, and suddely have a slightly terrifyed glims in the strange eyes

Dawn sinks as the girl stares slighty cold at her and eyes Dawn as if she is some kind of animal. She is just about to wrist herself free from the iron grip in the amazing silvery eyes, and take her plate back, when the girl suddenly smiles at her with a warmth completely hidden before, and Dawn is clearly sursprised for a moment. When she see the longing in the eyes of the girl she push it just an inch forward so the girl understands that its for her, but when she shakes her head Dawn draw it back with a very confussed look in her eyes.
"Why are you saying no to something you want?"
She is used to the thruth and and hiding emotion is something you only do to keep ones pride and when one is trading. Especially Dawn is not used to lie at all, or hide anything as there were no one she could embarrise back then. She never got the age to be an embarrisment before there were nothing left but her and Lonewolf.
A sad flash came to her eye a short moment before vanishing again for cutiousity for this new stunning girl, which could make every girl jaloux. Dawn herself, who usually didn't find that pale northern skin pretty had to admit that she properly never had seen a more stunning and beautiful human.

Shalisa sinks something and her smile is pale

"I...i want it...but i cant. I risk being ill....."

She could not tell the whole truth, and she could not lie. This was a balancingact between those two

"But i am very greatfull for the kindness that you are showing me"

She talks low, and sees sadly down in the tableplade, and all of the sudden she feels more alone than ever....

Tuesday may 20 (7:10 am)

Quiver? is drawn to the dining hall from the smell of fresh, cooked, morning meat.

Quiver? searches his pockets for money to pay the chef, for he doesn't like to take anything for free. Especially big portions of food. He finds an item worth some value, but instead of spending it, remembering he owes money to Dawn. He places the item on a table with the new girl, and hopes that Dawn knows it is for her.

Not wanting to be greedy, and having nothing to give back, Quiver? stands at the coffee table, and pores himself some juice, later finding a table, and sites on his own, getting into a heavy concentration of imagination. It almost looks like he is looking straight at an ant crawling on the wall, but is just looking into nothingness.

(( OOC: The post assumes that Terame arrived along with a lot of the other 1st year students earlier ))

A boy had entered the dining hall which was teeming with various students who were all enjoying their breakfast. Used to an early start, Terame looked rested and alert. He was neither very tall nor very small, but had been graced with fine features and a pair of gentle blue eyes. He walked with an air of confidence, though it did not seem arrogant or aloof. The boy found himself stopping for a short while as his gaze came to a halt, finding a tall girl of unnatural beauty. Her red hair was vivid and seemed almost alive.

At the monastery from whence he came he had learned of people and what motivated them, and he had read many books about various places in the world, but none of the dusty pages had described architecture of this magnitude. The academy was truly magnificent in its structure. How many years would it have taken for regular people to build such things? he mused. And now his eyes had found another phenomenon that was unknown to him; his intuition told him that the girl was no regular person. Even the smallest of movements seemed otherworldly graceful when performed by her.

“Hello” he said, addressing her in a tone that was slightly deep, indicating that the boy had undergone some stages of puberty. “I believe I saw you among some of the other students when I arrived. You are also a cleric student, am I correct?” he offered her a warm smile and bowed deeply. “My name is Terame. Very pleased to meet you.”

Shalisa turns her head towards the stranger that she thinks se have seen before - maybe entering the boys sleepinghall? Her silvery eyes catch his blue, and this is the first time she sees a male that is not an elve. Without any controle over her bodyly reactions she feels her blod rushing to her cheaks.

Embarresed of her blushing she looks to the side with a big happy smile on her face

"...T...."

Her voice breaks and she clears her throught

"Terame? Very nice to meet you too. My name is Shalisa, and yes, im a dicipel under Master Cleric Mira too"

She blushingly says, and looks up in his eyes again

Tuesday may 20 (7: 30 am)
dragn walks into the dinning hall and searches for a friendly face. He sees Quiver? starring into thin air. Not that hungry dragn grabs some juice and walks over and sits down next to Quiver?. To dragns surprise he notices that almost all of the Academy is in the dinning hall.

Still seeing that Quiver? is zoned out dragn gives him a soft punch on the arm but it seemed to have no effect so he looks around the room and takes a sip from his juice.

Holding her gaze, the boy slowly took a seat close to her while he spoke. "Ah... Well I reckon we will be having many lessons together. I have not yet met Mira, but I hear that she is a very skilled teacher. I think we will learn much here."
He supplied himself with a bit of simple breakfast; a bit of bread and some water. Terame had been told that he was handsome ever since he was a boy. His teachers at the monastery had warned him that it might have an impact on others, sometimes more powerful than he imagined. He felt strangely pleased to see the girl blush when he spoke to her, and the expression certainly did not make her any less stunning. "Shalisa is a beautiful name. What does it mean? I am curious now." To his own surprise he felt truly curious. It was a very foreign name, and he had been taught that names often had a deeper meaning. He somehow felt that this girl was not very used to other people either, or at least not used to talking to boys. Considering her beauty, he wondered how that was the case.

Himself, he was not used to women or even girls. Some women had come to ask the monks for advice at the monastery, but Terame had rarely had the opportunity to talk to them. Once or twice when he had been fetching water to the monastery, some of the village girls had pointed at him and giggled, but that was the extent of his experience. He, however, did what he had been taught to do: to act with confidence in all things. That was how he would earn people's respect and trust.

To hide her strange feeling towards the handsome boy she trys to drown herself for a short while in the galss of water, unfurtunatly that is about the same time when her eyes for the first time lands on the strange boy with wings.

Shalisa forgets to swallow the water, and it ends up in the wrong pibe. Her eyes is in an instant open as wide as can be, and the glass falls from her hand and is crushed against the wooden table, and in the meantime Shalisa is half screaming, half choking on the water.

Her colour quickly turns from the beatyfull, flawless milkywhite pale, to purplered. Her hands is flying to her throught, and she is halfway on her feet, as her body is fighting desperatly to gain some air.

Tears of panic and lack of air is running fast down her cheeks, and the silvery eyes is glowing with a raw and intense panic that you can allmost taste in the air, and that is allmost rubs of on those closest by...

Quiver? remains zoned out, untile dragn nuges his sholder. He was now down to earth, but still deep in consentration, and did not react, as if he were praying. Finely, about a minut later, Quiver? stood up, grabed dragn's hand and started a handshake they had been practicing. The handshake did not get completed, for Quiver? was afraied he may spill dragn's juice.

Suprised by Quiver? hand shake that he almost spills his drink but soon recovers So what you zoned out about this time Dragon looks over and realizes that the Cleric were all sitting together even the teacher.

Well, I don't know. You intorupted my thinking, so I spent some time just to try and remember what it was I was thinking about.

Quiver? notices dragn looking at the table with clirics.

See somthing you like, or are you having second thoughts of becoming a fighter? Quiver nudges dragn as he teases.

Moments after asking the girl a question, the dark-haired boy was surprised to suddenly see her trying to cool herself down with water. He could see how her gaze was diverted by something else and all of a sudden he could see how she was choking on the water.

He felt a strange vibration in the air as though the girl's very emotions were manifestating themselves in the room. He did his best to ignore the ominous sensation and acted on pure reflex, getting the girl on her feet and pounding her on the back.

"Breathe, Shalisa, breathe! It will be alright." Inside his mind there was a great deal of emotional confusion. He was not sure what he felt about the situation, but he was certain that he wanted to help her at all costs.