<strong>Character name</strong>Professor Michael Hayes<br/><strong>Role</strong>Teacher of history and social studies/ student mentor<br/><strong>mood</strong>: Eager<br/><strong>location</strong>: World history classroom<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Celaeno, open<br/><strong> Description</strong>(Picture if applicable)<div class="floatright">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fb0dXeB5z5Q/U5KKIgTUDiI/AAAAAAAABkg/n7smhRgnxW0/s1600/Centaur.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/>Hayes looked up from what he was doing to see a beautiful creature standing in front of him with a pile of huge tomes. She preceded to place them on the desk. He walked over to her and in doing so gave her a quick look over. Having been in hiding in the north all this time, he'd never really had met many other creatures, so his curiosity was academic, though perhaps, just a little carnal as well.<br/><br/>"Thank you, miss... Celaeno" he said. He was still getting settled here, and learning everybody's name was a challenge. He perused the books and liked what he saw there as well. Many of the tomes were in ancient languages and dialects and would need translated to be of use. But with some help he'd manage to do it. "Amazing." He exclaimed. "Some of these are thought to have been lost. I'm quite taken with your.... collection, Miss Celaeno"