<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/_GM_Wolfrick_1_zps8b9369d4.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Professor Wolfrick<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Grand Foyer<br/><strong>Subject ::</strong>Enchantments<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Looking at the boom<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Snape, Terra<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">ugh.....long day but I shall over come I think......*bang* </div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Wolfrick stopped in the middle of his spouts of nonsense, that had drifted from his list of wants into a story of a dragon that had once contracted a rash. Only to be shocked as an explosion of what looked to be magickal debris came into the grand foyer. He smiled out right for the woman in the center of the mess, as she began to clean it with magick. It was his favorite Magickal creature of all.<br/><br/>"Terra!!!! Oh thank god some one other than Setaria over here, even though he is riveting conversation and all, I could use more company." Wolfrick called across the Grand Foyer his voice dripping with sarcasm. Then he quickly made his way over to the tall...very tall..... woman. Wolfrick was short by no ones standards but damn did she make him feel tiny some days.<br/>