<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/wiz.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Na'ima Rabd-Al-Rashida bint Omar ibn Khalid al-Fulan</span>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=590302)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Gauntlet<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nys, Mel and Ellen<br/><br/>She just gives Nys a look of pure hatred at the stupidity of his statement, she easily shrugs out of his embrace and doesn't say a word about his continued insults.<br/><br/>When the teacher appears and reaffirms her statement about there being a necromancer around she looks at Nys and barely restrains herself from sticking her tongue out, with a shake she refuses the potion. She remains totally silent as they link hands and teleport out, a little trickle of blood marring her face where the book struck her. Her eyes quickly looking around seeing that they are in the chapel and her hand drops the dagger down on the floor where it lay forgotten as she turns and walks out not caring that they haven't been dismissed. She is pretty sure everyone is more concerned with what just happened then what she was doing and she quickly melts in with the other students running back and fourth between classes but she instead walks resolutely towards the large gates leading out... to freedom!