<strong>Location:</strong>Chapel<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nys, Melda<br/><br/>"We're doing everything in our power to ensure the safety of students after the fact," Crattus said.  "If necessary, we can have guards accompany you to your classes.  But no undead should be outside the catacombs.  Why, Redhurst hasn't suffered a major security breach in over a century!"<br/><br/>"I'd much rather put this behind us," Ellen said, her mage armor now gone and replaced with more fitting attire.  "By the way, where's Na'ima?  We should go looking for her at the moment."<br/><br/>Murrin looked towards the floor.  "I should've known..."<br/><br/>Crattus and Ellen were now looking at him.<br/><br/>"She should be at the next class, that's what I meant!  She's probably trying to focus on other things, no unusual for people in her situation."<br/><br/>"Tell Na'ima that we're always here to help."<br/><br/>"She'll either be at her room, or," Murrin thumbed through some papers, "Arcane Alterations class, which is next period.  I'd look for her in one of those two places."<br/><br/>"I don't take those classes," Ellen said.  "Sorry, but I can't budge from my schedule."  She began to walk out of the chapel.  "Tell Na'ima to meet me in the Left Dorm, at a time convenient to her," she whispered to Nys.  "You might find this hard to believe, but I think I understand what she's going through."