Post by DM Grizwald on May 4, 2023 0:01:50 GMT -5
*Padrin eases into entrance of the Alizarin Academy, escaping Marsember's spring rain storm. The facility's halls and classrooms bustling with lessons from local educators he has come to know in the past few moons. He smiles to each and makes for the courtyard. He approaches the small gathering of students waiting for his lesson on magical animals."
"Class is canceled today younglings. Please join the others inside and dry off."
*after making sure everyone is inside and accounted for, he makes for the offices upstairs. Padrin closes the door to the office and exhales loudly. Slowly, he pulls off his cloak and hood and hangs it over a chair near by.*
"Might be time to hang the old cloak, druid. You are needed here now."
He gathers parchments, a quill and some ink vials and begins putting ink to parchment after parchment, writing letters out to numerous individuals*
//PM's sent
"Class is canceled today younglings. Please join the others inside and dry off."
*after making sure everyone is inside and accounted for, he makes for the offices upstairs. Padrin closes the door to the office and exhales loudly. Slowly, he pulls off his cloak and hood and hangs it over a chair near by.*
"Might be time to hang the old cloak, druid. You are needed here now."
He gathers parchments, a quill and some ink vials and begins putting ink to parchment after parchment, writing letters out to numerous individuals*
//PM's sent