<b><u><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">Ran Archet</span></u></b><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 204, 204)">Ran waved bye to Ophelie, figuring that was probably enough.  He didn't particularly have interest in learning how to fight right now, and magic training might be wasted on a complete novice who only knew how to make a Dancing Light.  Maybe he'll sign up for more at some point in the future once he actually knows what he wants to do for sure.  However, as he looks around to see if any others interested him, he was flagged down by the same female ectoplast he had seen in The Order's common room a little while ago.  </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 204, 204)">Ran thinks a bit about the offer, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">"Well, I don't mind, would be good for doing some self-study as well."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 204, 204)"> he says, shrugging a bit.  He picked up the feather and wrote his name as well on the Registry.  </span>