<span style="color: #E6E9FD"><span style="font-family: Nyala;"><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">Jiao looked at the Lore master responded with,"I am a linguistics teacher. I teach various languages to students who either aren't native or familiar with the area or have trouble learning language related subjects." She worked with foreigners mostly, but she has had a few special cases where she taught people with disabilities and needed some extra attention. "I have had many struggles as a teacher, but none of which are greater than another." You couldn't compare two situations such as that because it's like comparing apples and oranges.  "And I do. Very well, ma'am." She pulled her bag off her back and pulled out a few books. "I have read about it many times and if you wish me to recite it, I will. But if you wish me to recite the story to prove I am a descendant, I have something that would prove it better than a history lesson." <br/><br/>Jiao grew up with an amulet around her neck. Hardly has it left that spot and she took comfort in feeling it against her chest. Her thin finger pulled the chain up and lifting the amulet out from under her shirt, pulling up and over her head. She held it out gently," Examine it if you wish, but I assure it will satisfy any doubts." <br/><br/>Yeeru watched as she pulled the amulet out, yet he merely raised an eyebrow. She talked as if it was significant in some way, however, Yeeru failed to see it. Perhaps it had something to do with those original Dragon riders she was talking about?</span></span></span>