Eric
"You'll have a place to rest, eat, and learn. For all I know you'll shape up to be an even more powerful mage than me, maybe you'll be the next Shalidor!" He says with enthusiasm and a chuckle, "But only if you enroll." He looks at Urag, "Give him Proposal: Schools of Magic, please."
Myrtle
Urag nods, and goes to one of the bookcases to find it
Donald
"I only wish I could be either of those..." With the wind knocked from his sails, Arel took a dejected stride to the side of the counter and waited, evidently lost in a haze of thoughts. No, indeed, he would never amount to anything as a mage. He could perform the magic he currently had at his disposal only by sheer luck. Though, he could not shake the desire to enroll in the College with the vain hopes that perhaps, by some miracle, actually make something of himself.
Eric
"You can, you just need to work toward it. My real self is an Alfiq! Easily mistaked for a housecat, some would say I cheated my way to becoming Arch-Mage because I was never truly enrolled. Do you think I can make portals without having work my tail off toward it? What I see in you is my younger self, a mage who just needs the help to become a powerful mage."