After lunch, Sherryl, Liz, and Teena returned to the dormitory. Liz was
invited into the room that Sherryl and Teena shared, and they all looked
over their schedules.
"We've got a class with Alberich first?" noted Liz. "I'm not sure whether I should be ecstatic or scared. . ."
Confused, Sherryl asked, "Why is that, Liz?"
"Alberich is the- or, rather, one of the- weapons masters here at Haven. He has a reputation for being very hard on his students. One thing is certain, though- with him as your weapons master, you will learn how to handle a weapon, and how to do it well," Teena said. She had her nose buried in another one of her backward books, and hadn't even stopped reading to make her comment.
"He's my favorite character, though. Which is why I'm wavering between ecstatic and scared."
"Oh. That explains it, I guess. I've only read the Last Herald Mage trilogy," Sherryl said as she continued looking over the schedule. "Bah. We have two classes with Stefen. I really don't like him- he stole away Vanyel. He could have settled down with some nice girl- like me, perhaps- and Stefen comes and whisks him away."
"Actually, it was Tylendel first, and Stefen came later. Stefen's Tylendel's reincarnation, or something, as I understand it. I've got to wonder, though- are they here as ghosts, or are they alive again? I'm a bit curious." Liz, too, was perusing the schedule.
"Oh, just WAIT until you see them. First time I saw them, I nearly fainted, I was laughing so hard. I feel kind of sorry for them, but it's just so FUNNY!" At this, giggles emanated from behind Teena's book.
"What's so funny about it? And how do you know, anyway? I've been here a couple of days, and the staff hasn't shown up at all except for the feast."
"Oh, I'm not telling. Not at all. You can see for yourselves at your class. As for how I've seen them? Sore wa himitsu desu!" More giggles from Teena's side of the room.
"What's that mean? And why won't you tell? That just isn't fair!" Liz looked like she was about to probe Teena for more information, but something was holding her back.
"Life isn't fair, Liz. As for what I said, 'sore wa himitsu desu' is Japanese for 'that is a secret.' It's the catchphrase of a really cool character named Xellos Metallium. That one there- with the purple hair." An arm pointed towards one of the posters on Teena's walls.
"Eh, whatever. Just wanted to know what it means."
The rest of the evening was spent talking about the schedule and various characters.
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The next morning, Sherryl found herself woken up by a call from Femela, accompanied with a headache. She struggled out of her warm, comfy bed, and pulled on her violet robe. As she pulled her brush through her hair, she noted that Teena wasn't in her bed, and her side of the room was neat and tidy. Figuring that Teena must have gotten up already, Sherryl started looking for a bathroom.
A short while later, she returned to her room, looking considerable more awake. After quickly throwing her blankets onto her bed, Sherryl headed for breakfast, and found a seat next to Platedlizard. The meal was uneventful, but that was probably because people weren't quite sure who their favorite character was.
The meal finished, everyone headed out to their first class, "Weapons Work: Swordmanship" with Herald Alberich. When they got there, they were met by the man who was undoubtedly Herald Alberich. Standing next to him was the Dean.
"Your first lesson is canceled, students.," she said, looking over the assembled students. Most of them gave a sigh of relief. "Instead, Tyrsell and some of his does have agreed to give your Valdemaren. Your regular classes will begin next period. Have fun, do what you're told, don't get in trouble." At that, a number of the students paled as Miss WyldeHorse turned and led them into the building that had to be the salle.
::I see that you are all here,:: came a mental voice. Everyone winced a bit at the headache it brought with it. ::I am King-stag Tyrsell, and these does are from my herd. We will be giving you the Valdemaren tongue so that you may understand your teachers. Now, line up. We will come to you, not the other way around.::
After everyone was lined up in three neat rows, the dyheli started their way down the rows, the students falling over one at a time. As this started, Miss WyldeHorse gave a nod of satisfaction and left the building.
Before too long, one of the dyheli had reached Sherryl, and then everything went black.
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And there ends Chapter Three. Miss Cam, I got the first Major Pain!
And too PlatedLizard- you did fill in the application ambiguously. I used my imagination. This makes me happy, and is humorous. Besides, you get to be the Best Friend because your character stands out so much! Heh.
And to everyone out there: I still have open spots! Send in your applications. Feel the pain! Er, education! Be a bit more creative than "herald" if you can, please. Creative is good.
"We've got a class with Alberich first?" noted Liz. "I'm not sure whether I should be ecstatic or scared. . ."
Confused, Sherryl asked, "Why is that, Liz?"
"Alberich is the- or, rather, one of the- weapons masters here at Haven. He has a reputation for being very hard on his students. One thing is certain, though- with him as your weapons master, you will learn how to handle a weapon, and how to do it well," Teena said. She had her nose buried in another one of her backward books, and hadn't even stopped reading to make her comment.
"He's my favorite character, though. Which is why I'm wavering between ecstatic and scared."
"Oh. That explains it, I guess. I've only read the Last Herald Mage trilogy," Sherryl said as she continued looking over the schedule. "Bah. We have two classes with Stefen. I really don't like him- he stole away Vanyel. He could have settled down with some nice girl- like me, perhaps- and Stefen comes and whisks him away."
"Actually, it was Tylendel first, and Stefen came later. Stefen's Tylendel's reincarnation, or something, as I understand it. I've got to wonder, though- are they here as ghosts, or are they alive again? I'm a bit curious." Liz, too, was perusing the schedule.
"Oh, just WAIT until you see them. First time I saw them, I nearly fainted, I was laughing so hard. I feel kind of sorry for them, but it's just so FUNNY!" At this, giggles emanated from behind Teena's book.
"What's so funny about it? And how do you know, anyway? I've been here a couple of days, and the staff hasn't shown up at all except for the feast."
"Oh, I'm not telling. Not at all. You can see for yourselves at your class. As for how I've seen them? Sore wa himitsu desu!" More giggles from Teena's side of the room.
"What's that mean? And why won't you tell? That just isn't fair!" Liz looked like she was about to probe Teena for more information, but something was holding her back.
"Life isn't fair, Liz. As for what I said, 'sore wa himitsu desu' is Japanese for 'that is a secret.' It's the catchphrase of a really cool character named Xellos Metallium. That one there- with the purple hair." An arm pointed towards one of the posters on Teena's walls.
"Eh, whatever. Just wanted to know what it means."
The rest of the evening was spent talking about the schedule and various characters.
~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~
The next morning, Sherryl found herself woken up by a call from Femela, accompanied with a headache. She struggled out of her warm, comfy bed, and pulled on her violet robe. As she pulled her brush through her hair, she noted that Teena wasn't in her bed, and her side of the room was neat and tidy. Figuring that Teena must have gotten up already, Sherryl started looking for a bathroom.
A short while later, she returned to her room, looking considerable more awake. After quickly throwing her blankets onto her bed, Sherryl headed for breakfast, and found a seat next to Platedlizard. The meal was uneventful, but that was probably because people weren't quite sure who their favorite character was.
The meal finished, everyone headed out to their first class, "Weapons Work: Swordmanship" with Herald Alberich. When they got there, they were met by the man who was undoubtedly Herald Alberich. Standing next to him was the Dean.
"Your first lesson is canceled, students.," she said, looking over the assembled students. Most of them gave a sigh of relief. "Instead, Tyrsell and some of his does have agreed to give your Valdemaren. Your regular classes will begin next period. Have fun, do what you're told, don't get in trouble." At that, a number of the students paled as Miss WyldeHorse turned and led them into the building that had to be the salle.
::I see that you are all here,:: came a mental voice. Everyone winced a bit at the headache it brought with it. ::I am King-stag Tyrsell, and these does are from my herd. We will be giving you the Valdemaren tongue so that you may understand your teachers. Now, line up. We will come to you, not the other way around.::
After everyone was lined up in three neat rows, the dyheli started their way down the rows, the students falling over one at a time. As this started, Miss WyldeHorse gave a nod of satisfaction and left the building.
Before too long, one of the dyheli had reached Sherryl, and then everything went black.
~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~ ~^~
And there ends Chapter Three. Miss Cam, I got the first Major Pain!
And too PlatedLizard- you did fill in the application ambiguously. I used my imagination. This makes me happy, and is humorous. Besides, you get to be the Best Friend because your character stands out so much! Heh.
And to everyone out there: I still have open spots! Send in your applications. Feel the pain! Er, education! Be a bit more creative than "herald" if you can, please. Creative is good.