Arnaeon woke up shortly before the school was supposed to open. All three of its heads yawned, all arms stretching out until it looked like a web of black space before it snapped back into its normal form. Its tail detached from the beam in the ceiling, landing hard on the ground in its room. Celeste had been more than kind enough to offer the Sharn a room, since it taught for her and was more or less a rogue of its race. The room was rather bare, but that was fine. It didn’t need many amenities. It looked into the mirror of its room, considering a form to take before it shifted to that of a tall woman, elven ears poking out of braided blonde hair, tight skirt and blouse that showed off a slim figure. Hearing the announcement of the school’s official opening, Arnaeon left its room, heading to its classroom.