<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:null">Before Lunch had started, Ran wandered around the Great hall for a while, evidence of a bunch of rather rowdy activities were in a few places, as well as whispers of a rather rude Ectoplast rudely trying to take a Witch in the middle of the Great Hall before being stopped by a huge tentacle.  The first one to come to mind was Geril who stopped them.  Even in the short moment where he had met Geril, he got the idea that even if he was 10 times bigger in his slime form than he was, Geril would probably have had no problem picking him up and making him take care of his left-behind books.  </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:null">Regardless, since he figured he had to choose an extra-curricular, he decided to check out some that were at least familiar.  Combat Training, Spellcasting, were all popular, as to be expected from a Wizardry school.  However, there were quite a few that reminded him of clubs that were in his own schools.  One in particular caught his eye- Theatre.  Seeing as he could actually mimic a human and form clothing at will, he might be well suited for it with his, tooting his own horn here, near perfect human mimicry.  He slowly approached the Desk for it, peeking around curiously.  </span>