Vale found himself in the room of a young human girl. Said young girl was deciding to get undressed.
"Wait, wait, wait, little lady, what're you doing?" Vale asked. He was met with a bundle of clothes to the face.
"I am getting ready for bed." she said in a firm tone. "I expect those clothes to be washed by the morning, and you are to wake me up at dawn familiar."
Vale sighed. "Wakin' ya up? No problem. Washin' your clothes, ain't gonna happen little girl."
She glared at Vale. "I am your Master and I expect you, my familiar, to listen to what I tell you to do." She was practically yelling at him.
He sighed at the 'Master' part and replied, "A contract between either a summoned entitity and the one whom summoned it is one generally of subservience to the summoner. I assume you're going to with the line of 'As you have summoned me, I am your servant and You are the master'?" She nodded firmly, with a glint of a smile in her eye. "The last'n I met who claimed to be a 'Master' of her servants was a particularly nasty Drow. She attempted to force me into 'servitude'. I showed her why I'm named the 'Master of the Frozen Blade'." At that, Louise swallowed. She was quiet for a time longer. "Hey, if'n ya ask nicely I'll still take yer clothes t' the laundry and wake ya up."
Finally she asked, "What's a Drow?"
Vale blinked and looked over to the curious girl. "What's a Drow?" he asked back to reaffirm. She nodded and he sighed. "Kord, how far away did I go? Drow're the rulers of the Underdark, in league with the Mind Flayers and Beholders. The Underdark, before you ask," he continued, catching the look in her eye, "is the layer beneath the surface of my world, two thousand feet down below and spanning the entire world."
She nodded at that. "But that still doesn't say what a 'Drow' is or why I should be impressed." She was beginning to get haughty again.
"Drow are a group of Elves that were banished to the underdark for crimes lost to time. Their skin is dark as midnight and their eyes are paler than silver." He noticed Louise pale. "You have Elves on this world, right?"
Louise, for her part, was terrified now. "H-how did you kill an elf?! They're said to have First-Born magic and can take on any ten of our wizards without a sweat!" She looked him over. "Better yet, what are you?"
He winced. He didn't even bother to suppress the wince. She didn't know what a Drow was, and elves were considered evil; so how would the son of a dragon be taken? "I'd rather not say." She glared at him. "I insist on asking, what are you?" He sighed. "I am a Half Dragon, my mother was a silver dragon and my father was a human."
Louise, now shocked beyond common sense, fainted (Will 14 vs. DC 20). Vale, terrified for the young girl, immediately picked her up and looked for the infirmary. A young blonde teen who was talking to an equally young brunette was close by and he was able to ask him for directions to the infirmary. When he arrived he was glad that she had only fainted, and he could understand why. He decided to wait until dawn came to wake her and waited through the night, vigilant of his new charge.
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The little pinkette was roused by a gentle glowing light and slowly opened her eyes. It edged off as she did and she saw the concerned countenance of her new familiar and was reminded of the night before. She took a breath and was barely kept back from screaming by a quick 'Shh-shh-sh!' from her familiar. He spoke quietly, "Another person came in with a fever after you did, he's just now sleeping soundly. I don't want to wake him up." She was disconcerted by the odd gesture to a stranger.
"And where am I, familiar?" she asked. She decided, she wasn't going to use his name.
"I brought ya to the infirmary. I've got a change of clothes for y. I'll wait outside the infirmary when you're ready to go." Thus saying, Vale quickly got up and left. He didn't have to wait too long. Though her hair was still lightly rumpled from the unsettled sleep, her uniform appeared to be all in order.
"I have a class starting shortly, please accompany me to breakfast, familiar." Her tone was authorative, but not overwhelming, so he simply sighed and followed her to a hall that had high vaulted ceilings and Vale could only think, 'Only mages would so needlessly use their spells to shape such extravagent rooms.' And he felt like he was back in one of the castles back home, if only for a while.
He shook his head and followed Louise to one of the tables after grabbing a plate of what appeared to be bacon and eggs. Louise only glared at him. "What?" he asked.
"This food is for nobles only, you know." He sighed again at her statement. It was going to be a very, very trying time for a few weeks.
"I'm noble enough.," he said, grabbing a fork and beginning to dig in. "Been the hon'rary Duke of th' Court for nearly a cent'ry now. Title only, but still technically a noble."
Louise twitched before shouting, "That's not what I mean and you know it! And what do you mean, Century?" They were interrupted by a chuckle from the end of the table.
He looked over to see a dark skinned young lady with red hair. "So this is the familiar you've summoned, Louise the Zero?" She asked. "Well, it certainly is an odd one, I can give you that."
"What do you want, Kirche?" Louise asked hotly.
"Oh, just to make sure you were as boisterous as usual, Louise. And to let you meet my familiar, Flame." Vale looked over to the rather large fire lizard. It was familiar to some of the magical beasts back home but not quite the same.
"That's a Salamander, right?" Louise asked grudgingly.
Kirche chuckled, "Yes, and it's quite nice, but nowhere near as awesome as Tabitha's. She did summon a Wind dragon after all." They all looked to the chuckling Vale.
"So," he said after a moment, "There're at least th' 'Lesser Dragons' here. Glad to hear that." They all gave him an odd eye.
"Lesser dragons?" Kirche finally asked. "Wind Dragons may not be as strong as Fire Dragons, but they are by no means weak!"
Vale sighed. "I'm thinkin' we may have a different opinion of weak 'n strong dragons."
Tabitha, who had been quiet until now, said, "Class. We'll be late." Kirche and Louise nodded and then hurried their eating. Vale quickly finished the light breakfast (at least light by the standards of the half-dragon) and they hurried off to the classroom.