<strong>Rialla Ven'ria<br/>Time: Early Morning, Day 1<br/>Location: Entering Main Hall, <br/>Tagged: Neria; Giselle</strong><br/><br/>Unlike many who were sought out by representatives or sent away from home by an authority in their life, Rialla sought the Arcania school out for herself. The instant she heard of its arrival, she could not steer her thoughts in any other direction. Surely enough, with a little study and scrying, she managed to stumble upon someone who gave her the means to enter this little pocket dimension. The approach was a pleasant walk. Rialla pulled out her father's old tobacco pipe, lighting it with a match, and calmly making her way down the road to the gate. She was an unassuming young woman with short clipped, unkempt dark hair and very simple red and black robes. A sack slung over her shoulder contained all of her important worldly possessions, save for the small spell component pouch at her waist. The journey had been a long one, but Rialla new no weariness. Not with her thoughts set so intently on this.<br/><br/>Rialla now strolled eagerly through the main gates, and into the main hall proper. She eyed the commotion with a little bit of interest, but figured she could give that more attention at a later date. She leisurely walked around, admiring the artwork and tapestries decorating the walls. The castle itself was impressive enough, but it did not hint at the internal beauty. At least, not in a way that actual did the interior justice. Such a refreshing change of place from her previous Mage College, which was very spartan and plain. After 12 years of wandering grey halls, she was happy to be in a place so colorful, with magic tinting the very scent of the air around her. Yes, this was a very good time indeed.<br/><br/>Her eye was captured by the two elf women who seemed to be sticking close to each other. She could sense great power about them; no doubt they had to be teachers, and thus to be respected. Rialla figured it only proper to step forward and introduce herself. She had to get along well with the faculty, after all. It was a rare opportunity to learn, here, and she didn't want to make it one squandered by not endearing herself to the ones who'd be instructing her. Rialla quietly approached the two and bowed slightly to them before speaking in an even and friendly tone.<br/><br/>"Greeting, my ladies. I'm to assume that you are among the teachers at this academy?"