Minwe was fiddling with some magick in her hand, creating illusions of small things, like a dragon, only for it to disappear a few seconds later. Pretending to be invisible was easy enough, but trying to conjure more detailed objects and animals required more concentration than making sure one wasn't spotted. Sometimes she would wonder what her father looked like. Was he a large majestic dragon that would blow flames, incinerating villages, or was he kind and caring, like the river dragons that would provide for the people? But she knew she would never know, he was most likely dead in a distant land somewhere. She looked to her side upon the realization that someone was sitting next to her.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Mae govannen</span>," she greeted, only to realize that he was probably unable to understand her. She frowned when she noticed most of the students had similar looking bracelets.<span style="font-style: italic">I should probably get one of those before we leave,</span>she thought. She mustered herself and spoke her best that she could in a common tongue. "Wh-where?" she asked, and pointed at the bracelet.<br/><br/>She frowned to herself again. Of all classes that she had managed to sneak into, she had only managed to get into the language classes once or twice, picking up simple words such as "here" and "yes." If she was lucky, the person sitting next to her understood what she was saying.