<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6sRCuI3.jpg?1)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Maéla Dietrich<br/><strong>Rank: </strong> Freshmen<br/><strong>Race: </strong> Vampire, Newborn<br/><strong>Classes: </strong>Alchemy, Black Magic, Advanced Potions<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Inside Sylvin's Dorm<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Petty Thief<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sylvin, Open</span></span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Maéla lowered her gaze at his initial reaction. <strong>"Forgive me."</strong> She asked of him. <strong>"I hopet to make ah frient."</strong> She forced a weak smile, meeting his eyes once more. It seemed they were understanding one another easy enough. Even as he introduced himself as an elf, it only made Maéla wonder more. Perhaps the school had magical powers to help even magical being comprehend one another easily. <strong>"I am ah.."</strong> She paused for a moment, the word was going to sound foreign rolling off her tongue. This would perhaps be the first time she'd every told someone aloud. She swallowed. <strong>"I.. I am ah.. wot zey zay ah.. vampire."</strong> She smiled wider, but to show her two top fangs protruding from her gums. Maéla closed her mouth and shook her head to his next question. <strong>"Not yet. I wantet to zay 'ello."</strong> Maéla got the idea that perhaps he did not want to be bothered. <strong>"Woot yuu like me to go?"</strong> She jabbed a thumb behind her toward the open door, the exit. Carefully, her right hand gripped tighter onto her backpack's strap, feeling a bit out of place. <br/><br/></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table>