<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DLTeOmB.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Tarine Ignari<br/><strong>Rank: </strong>Teacher, Caretaker of the Forest of Dyn<br/><strong>Race: </strong>Fae, Unseelie Court, unknown type.<br/><strong>Classes: </strong>Witchcraft, Advanced Herbs, and Potions<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His hut in the Forest of Dyn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Vinciel<br/><hr/><br/>Tarine smiled. "I am glad you enjoy my friend." He said as he sipped his own tea. It was nice, having this quiet time before the students would start to hound them relentlessly for knowledge..<br/><br/>It was around now that a scroll, elegant white parchment, penned in ink of silver and gold, formed words right before their eyes.<br/><br/><em>'Oh good. You are both in one location, I will make this quick then. The other Headmasters and myself have decided to host a little ball for the freshmen students. There are many newcomers, and it will be good for them to mingle and meet their teachers and peers. You are expected to at least make an appearance, perhaps enjoy yourself. Your suits will be sent per your instructions to the Sprites. And try not to shift and destroy this one Professor Emdraco, the sprites are rather vexed with repairing your clothing so often. K'</em><br/><br/>Tarine chuckled as he read his side of the scroll. "Well.. A ball hmm? Should be intriguing.. What do you think Vinciel?"