<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><i><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 18px">Ian, The Teacher</span></span></i></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)"> </span>​</div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)">"Alright. Ah don't have any more questions, but there is something I think you should know. If yer lookin' for more folks to take back with ya, you should try to find Miss Wisteria. She's around mah age, a little shorter, with short black hair and glasses. Folks around here call her a sage, or a seer, 'cause she knows things. She works for..." </span>Annie paused, trying to remember before shaking her head.<br/><br/>Ian listened on, taking in the description for later. From the brief recollection, she sounded like a Clairvoyance Mage. With either plenty of talent or skill in the area. Which rounds out their group quite nicely. A Conductor, Memory, and Clairvoyance Mage. As well as whatever Mystera is. Honestly it's baffling how many prospects they found out here. Dayyan was right. They did come away with a large batch of talent, and he should be grateful for it. As a pair they'd walked a majority of the Eastern Province, searching for leads but always coming up empty.<br/><br/>All these students from one place as well. Looking to Asterrio, Ian and the other man locked eyes briefly. Was it all because of Asterrio's school?<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">What is going on here...</span></i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"> </span>Though Godrick's Forest is also quite close.<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">That accursed place could just as easily be the cause.</span></i><br/><br/>In that moment, thinking of Godrick's Forest. Mystera. Asterrio. And everything in between. Ian had a striking feeling of things being not quite right in his soul. Accompanied with a slight burn in his chest. His core specifically was uusing Mana and producing Heat. Letting the striking feeling surge and subside, Ian frowned at the feeling. His Clairvoyance Magic was telling him something. But what? Something felt off, but he couldn't place it.<br/><br/>Shaking his head Ian nodded to Annie, and wished her farewell. Hopefully he would see her tomorrow. Looking over to Dayyan he saw the interview with Valentine just wrapping up. Motioning Dayyan and Asterrio over he took a seat at a larger table near the corner of the room. With Dayyan seated to his left and Asterrio to his right.<br/><br/>Asterrio apparently had food cooking in the backrooms, from earlier and brought over stew and ale for the group of three.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)">"Figured you guys were hungry after the trip up. And this interview might run long huh."</span>He started with a smile.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Yea, and thank you for the food, the interview probably will run long yes, considering her... uniqueness." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Scooping up a spoonful of beef and broth, he addressed Dayyan briefly.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"> "I'm assuming Valentine passed? Annie did a fine job i have high hopes for them both." </span><br/><br/>The three settled in. Eating and chatting before Ian called Elodie over.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Mystera we're ready for you now. Please take a seat with us."</span>He motioned to the chair opposite them.