<div class="floatleft">(http://i7.minus.com/jxBjetxhc0SaH.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Professor 'T'<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Avalanche Faculty<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Healing Arts Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Team Clay Dewclaw (When they arrive), one other NPC team<br/><br/>Classes could be pretty small all in all, mostly because there were relatively few students. In the case of this morning class, there would--or, at least, should-- be eight students. Classes could some times be only a single team, and at most, three teams might be in the same class at the same time. It was probably much unlike Combat Schools, where the classes tended to be in the dozens in size. Of course, that's because a lot of people left after graduating to join the military, or the police force, or become mercenaries... not even half of the graduates of combat schools pursued the path of the Hunter.<br/><br/>Anywho. That's all besides the point! Professor T--so called because her full last name was pretty much impossible to pronounce-- was waiting patiently for her students to come to class, and get situated. There was five minutes between their dismissal from the cafeteria, and the beginning of the class. There was always a five minute transitional period between classes.  And to pass the time, she was playing a drum.<br/><br/>Yes, that's right, the crazy lady, dressed in bones, is happily playing a rousing, stirring tune on a small bongo drum.  Now, how was the pale teacher dressed? She bore the skull helmet she was never seen without. There was a colorful string of strong fabric holding small, hollow bones in a piece that draped over her shoulders, and went down just far enough to cover her modest chest. Something appeared to support the mounds of flesh, though whether that was a cloth bra or something else entirely is not discernible. Resting on her chest was a heavy amulet made of brass and a very large ruby; the gem alone was probably worth a thousand Lien (http://rwby.wikia.com/wiki/Lien).<br/><br/>Just above her elbows, there were bands of similar hollow bones, tightly pressed against her flesh, but not quite so tight as to cause damage to her body. A thicker, but similar anklet, could be found between her knees and her ankles, a mere inch away from the sandals she wore. Sandals that seemed to be made of reeds, or perhaps bamboo, or some other sturdy plant. They seemed surprisingly sturdy, and steady, unlike typical sandals, and had some sort of arch support to them. It was a bit like if sneakers and sandals had a love child!<br/><br/>If one were to look at her midsection,  they would see a thick belt of bone, with a skull worked into it as a belt buckle. There were beaten, acid etched plates of brass forming the belt, from which, a skirt of what seems like Beowolf finger-bones, covered her nether regions quite well. Most of her flat, athletically muscular stomach, is exposed. In fact, looking past the strange garb that one may assume, correctly, was common from whatever part of the world she hailed from, they could see there wasn't a drop of fat on her body. She was all lean muscle.<br/><br/>Also hanging around that belt, was a machete like bladed weapon, that looked to be of very simple design. Old, but definitely well maintained. It also looks like it could cut a Grimm in half like a hot knife through butter; wickedly sharp. That was on her right side; on her left side was a small, raggedy looking cloth doll. It was a crude caricature of the human form, with dark black beads for eyes, and a vaguely sinister smile made of stitches. A red 'x' was placed on the dolls chest, more or less equating to where the heart was in a human.<br/><br/>By far, though, the most interesting thing to note, is that all that exposed skin bore witness to thick, black tattoos. For those familiar with Grimm, it seems like she has a King Taijitu (http://rwby.wikia.com/wiki/King_Taijitu) tattooed along her right arm. Other tattoos, though, seemed to have more of a 'tribal' design, composed of long, gracefully sweeping lines, and strange, asymmetrical geometric patterns, which occasionally seemed to wriggle and writhe.<br/><br/>Oh yes, and for those who manage to move their eyes away from the oddity that would be responsible for teaching them how to care for the wounded, they might see that the room was full of well cared for potted plants. A wide variety of colors was presented besides green. Natives of Eis would not recognize any of these plants, though, unless they were familiar with herbology. In which case, they'd be able to figure out that most of these herbs are used in medicines. A few are questionably legal and used for recreation, but you know, that's probably not a surprise.<br/><br/>Also, there was an azalea on her desk.  Right next to the bongo she was playing.