My morning started out like every other one. Wake up, go take a shower, get dressed grab my things and eat breakfast. By the way my name's Alex Firefist, and I'm an adept Pyromancer at the Ravenwood School of Magical Arts. I've been enrolled for 4 years (10 if you include 1 summer session and triple classes).
I finished strapping on my vestment of flames, tightening the padded vest, throwing my breastplate on, bracing my arm guards, and pulling my flame keepers mantle on my head. I quickly grabbed my bag and mounted Blade, my fire wyvern. I was late for class and needed a quick ride to Balestrom's classroom for advanced divination, my only class of the day.
I read my report on the history of storm magic, but got deducted for saying that Fire magic was better. I took the grade, and took my seat. After class I went to Krokotopia so I could find my best friend Chris Dragonblood. Hoping he was done with class. He was just getting off the boat to the Krokosphinx. He had his backpack under his cape like mine was. He enrolled at Ravenwood the year after I did but is always attending summer classes.
We spent the evening at my house working on our homework until around 6 PM. That's when my watch started beeping. "Oh man I'm late for work." I said. Chris and I ported to the commons and ran for Olde Towne. We reached WIZ 101.1, the Spiral's best radio station. I spun my tracks and left after my shift.
I went home thinking about what I was going to be doing for the summer. Even though we weren't going to take our final exams for another week. I figured that I would just take some more summer classes with Chris. I got home, tended to my garden, fed my pets and mount, then went inside to grab a bite.
I ended up falling asleep in my chair at around 10 pm. A root beer in one hand and my textbook in another.