<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Riley Monroe<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS101-5475<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19 / Sophomore<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Sorcery 101<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall 8:00pm<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Tavleen Tillinghast, Olivia, Suzanne, (Mentioning) Lakresha, OPEN<br/><hr/>A bangled wrist raised and a wiggle of pink enameled fingertips acknowledged Lekresha’s wave.  Riley would have loved to introduce herself, but a new arrival to her immediate conversation momentarily distracted her.<br/><br/>Suzanne was nice enough to help with the introductions but be the time she was able to track Lekresha she appeared to have gathered her own crowd.  If they were both accepted into the sorority there would be plenty of time to get to know one another though, so her attention returned to the little group and their discussion of supernatural locations.<br/><br/>“I agree.  This is where I want to be.  You can’t learn about this stuff just anywhere, unless you want to just dabble.”  Sure most other students at MU probably thought Gamma Rho Lambda were just a bunch of New Age Hippie girls.  Talking about magic would get you strange looks at best, so it was often best not to try to explain things.  People still wanted to believe that it wasn’t really real despite more and more strange occurrences happening all over the world.  Most people thought magic was either stage magic or that it was like some wizard throwing fire and lightening around in a fantasy movie.  From the little Riley understood it didn’t work like that for most people.<br/><br/>Magic tugged at the mind and mad you question what was real.  In most cases doing magic had almost as many negative side effects as positive ones and the more you learned the less connected with reality you could become.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/428dd9f12e9d7e1cc4b906356cad0e80.jpg)</div>Tavleen was like a terrier when she felt there was a story or mystery to pursue, but she didn’t get to be the star reporter of the Arcane Gazette blog just because she latched onto a story with locked jaws.  She was also a really good listener, noting down little things like the friendly gaze and lingering eye Riley gave Lekresha and how Olivia’s first words patterned herself as an exile or outcast maybe.  Suzanne seemed outgoing and Tavleen was happy to have her do the dirty work of small talk and gobbled up the answers to note down anything worthy of following up on later.<br/><br/>Tavleen’s overwhelming curiosity didn’t preclude her from making friends, far from it.  She was friendly and loyal, just don’t try to keep a secret from her or be very good at lying about it.  The native Bostonian turned her attention to Olivia curious about where she was from and what interesting paranormal locations she might be privy too.<br/>