Linda
**Mosul would stride through a teleport now, walking into the arcaneum. Its spaceous roof, large width and ancient stone made it perfect for any type of magical practice and lecture due to sound quality one could obtain in here. It also always had a strong magical aura coming from its walls, but a warm and welcoming one at that. Mosul has always liked the room, thinking it fitting of the role it plays for the college. He would sometimes go there as he prefered it to the actual entrance of the college**
**Mosul would let down his hood, wave his hand behind him and shut the portal. He knew the dangers an open portal could create, not only from those on the other side but from other magical beings with mal-intent. He would begin to pace around the room at his slow, usual pace. He seemed to rely heavily on his staff to walk, and yet has no need for it what-so-ever. Then , he could sense a magical prescence of sorts, a strong one, that is entering the college**
Eric
The Arch-Mage, in his Senche-Raht form, steps into the Arcanaeum from his entrance, he yawns as he walks up to Urag's counter, using telekinesis to remove a few books from his saddle bags, "Here you go Urag, thanks again for letting me borrow these, I needed them for some research, oh and if you see Tolfdir let him know I'd like to speak to him about the expedition he's planning." He says, "Oh! And I told the merchants to make sure they explicitely avoid Arcanaeum when delivering the new shipment. Don't want the Grazeland Beetles to stink up the place and possibly damage the books,"
Linda
**Mosul would approach Urags counter, waft his hand over the wood and a stack of books would appear. The spines were all made of a beautiful leather, thick but clearly crafted with care and attention. The book then flipped to the 3rd page, where Mosul would quickly reread a section before the book shut again. **
" Here are the books as promised. They are still in good condition I promise you. They were needed and have served their purpose." 
**The books would then fly back to their places in the library, shooting through the room until they found home. Module head would now turn the arch mage, his face now changing to his real, old and battered face.**
"Jo . I hear you have been working hard, researching another unfathomable topic. I've been visiting some scholar here as of late, making sure that they are all following the straight and narrow. Tell me, what is this 'expedition' you speak of?"
Eric
He smiles, "Not really unfathomable, just looking into old legends." He says, vaguely, "It's kind that you would refer to me as my honorific, but I'd prefer if you called me Jo'Del," He says, due to his form his voice is lower than usuale, with a slight growl to his words, "Oh, yes, Tolfdir has been planning on taking some Students down to Saarthal for an expedition, I've been doing research on it and wanted to discuss it with him." He says, "And what's this about a scholar? I hope nothing bad."